God was it ever cold here?
Danny figured that if this was a secluded alleyway somewhere in England, there had to be at least a couple of breezes that would roll in. He was always used to cool air and wide open spaces back in the states, but now? Now he was dealing with humidity and large groups of people. The two separately never bothered him, but together, they proved to be an irritating combination. Well, at least Danny dressed up correctly for the heat, a t-shirt and shorts visible. He made the mistake of walking out in jeans one day earlier. Big mistake.
He sat on a public bench near Flourish and Blott's, staying in the shade for a little while before he decided to do something productive for the day. He hadn't really done much since he got back, only meeting up with Sophia and Jack. He had still yet to meet up with Andrian and all his other friends, to let them know he wasn't dead. It was hard enough telling Sophia, but eh, he'd get used to it and end up laughing about it ten years later.
Danny had been people watching for about fifteen minutes now, laughing at some poor kid who had slipped and dropped his bird cage, the owl flying away. Apparently that owl didn't like him that much, because it came back several minutes later, dropping a good luck charm on the poor kid's head. Still funny nevertheless.
But interestingly enough, he thought he'd recognized someone in the crowd. Her face seemed familiar, but everything else about her seemed different. He couldn't remember her name, barely recognizing her face even, but he knew her from somewhere. Curious, Danny stood up and walked over to the woman, feeling a little stupid and a little determined. It would drive him crazy if he didn't figure out her name later on.
"Excuse me!" he said, a slight jog in his step as he approached her "I believe I have seen you around before, but I can't recall your name."
You had to give Danny credit, he was a true Gryffindor.