Daisy still appeared slightly confused, but accepted Amelia's explanation doubtlessly. “Neither can bend lip glosses, though,” she said, making a face as she and Amelia meandered over to the counter. “You know,” she said playfully, hanging behind as Amelia paid, “I’m going to fully expect to see you wearing that on at least one occasion this year.”

“Right!” she agreed, walking instep with Amelia as they strode through the doorway. Out in the bright light of the street, Daisy took a moment to blink around, pausing slightly. “You dunno which direction it is, do you?” she asked, leaning forward to gaze first in one direction, and then in the other. She’d never entirely gotten used to memorizing her way around- if anything, Hogwarts, with its moving staircases and vanishing rooms, had been a deterrent.