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Andrew/Abigail
Andrew was lost, so very, very lost. It would be one thing if you were in an area you sort of knew, because then the moment you found a familiar spot you could make your way back home, but Andrew had been dumb enough to get lost in a place that was literally thousands of miles from his home.

He really wanted his mum right about now.

But his parents were probably ready to kill him, so there was no chance in him owling any time soon (he really didn't need to get a howler back, yeesh). He would just have to figure out the streets of wizarding London on his own, even though it was proving quite difficult. Andrew looked up from his map and found that he was no where near the Leaky Cauldron, but in front of a sea blue music shop with a swordfish over the door. This definitely looked like the place to stop and ask for directions.

The door let out a pretty little jingle and he was immediately accosted with chirpy 'hello!' Andrew smiled at the blonde girl in front of him, and rubbed his neck.

"Hi...I was wondering if you could help me?" he asked, sheepishly. The girl bounced over and clapped her hands,

"Sure! What are you looking for? We've got stuff that ranges from wizard rock to muggle folk, gotta cover the whole spectrum---"

"Oh--" Andrew interrupted, taking a look around at all the records on the wall. Wow. He knew...none of these names. "I'm just lost, is all. I need to find the Leaky Cauldron?"

"Ooh! Oh, well, hmm." She put a finger to her chin and then her eyes lit up once more, "I'll show you! I can't really tell you since if you can't get to the Leaky, you can't get anywhere around here!"

Andrew flushed deeply but couldn't deny this. He nodded and watched as she rushed over to the counter to holler something to...he thought he heard 'MUM' but he couldn't be sure. The girl hurried back and pushed the door open for him.

"You're certainly nice for someone who's leading around a stranger with an odd accent," Andrew said, smiling for the first time since he landed from his portkey. The girl laughed and stuck out her hand,

"I'm a Dorny, it's in my blood to be super nice and excitable. Abigail Dorny, by the way."

"Andrew---" he wasn't sure what to call himself, now. He blinked and then figured...what was the worst that could happen? "Dearborn. It's nice to meet you."