Well. This wasn't good.
Keith didn't exactly know London like the back of his hand. His visits had usually been reserved for family reunions, which were mainly kept to a single park, and whenever they has gone sightseeing, he had buried his head in his Gameboy. He had never figured he'd need to know London anyway.
Until now at least. Because what should've been a simple trip home, spending a bit of time with family, had turned into a disaster.
He had gotten on the wrong portkey.
And now, here he was, stuck in London, wandering aimlessly. Thank God he had decided at the last minute not to bring his bags, as then he would've really been screwed. Still, this was not high on his priority list.
He cursed once, fumbling through a map he had nicked from some tourists' pocket. He couldn't make heads or tails of it, though he seemed to be in front of a clothing store. Completely engulfed in managing the map, (which was at least as big as he was) he completely missed Samantha and Ne'os walking out. He did, however, manage to catch the nearly inaudible pops that were so familiar to him, the unmistakeable sounds of someone apparating.
His head popped up, dropping the map to the ground. If there was someone apparating, they could get him back to the Hogwarts return portkey! He could mail his parents, explaining what had happened, and this could all be over. He nodded once, walking briskly towards the alley where the pops had come from....
by Keith Nicholas Sat Oct 10, 2009 5:30 pm
