London was a difficult place to live. It was too fast pace for Phaedra and she couldn’t really keep up with it all. She missed the easy life she had back home where everyone moved to the temperature and if things got to unbearable they headed to the beach. But to escape the hustle and bustle of London, Phaedra took to the forest she’d discovered. The parks weren’t as good as they were – there was nowhere to really go now it was summer. But with a basket in her hand, Phaedra had decided to collect some wild flowers to brighten up her home a little bit. The Leaky Cauldron seemed to suck the life out of everything near it so the house was looking a little gloomy. She knew that flowers would do the trick.
So this was where she was, near a patch of flowers picking the most colourful out of the lot. It wasn’t far away from that patch that a boy appeared. Phaedra’s eyebrows shot to her hairline and she stood up straight. He was too young to be Apparating so how did he appear like that? Picking one last flower from the patch, Phaedra put it in the basket and smoothed the skirt of her dress out. She picked the basket up and made her way cautiously over to the boy, not really knowing what to say to him. Finally she came up with some words.
“Uh, excuse me? Are you alright there?” she asked lamely. Phaedra bit her lip and put a hand on the boy’s shoulder. It wasn’t often one found teenagers popping in and out of nothing-ness so this was new to Phaedra and she wanted to know if the boy was alright.