Icy Boredom

Terry leaned back in her shaded chair, smiling at the sight of her iguana attacking the bowl of watermelon ice cream. A long day of shopping, over. The sun was still going strong, though, and she sported a slight sunburn on her poor skin. She took a bite from her own watermelon ice cream, watching the other shoppers pass by the parlor. It was her third visit, and she was starting to like the Alley. A small stack of books was on the chair beside her, but she was quickly becoming bored, just eating her ice cream alone.

Leighton once again found herself alone in Diagon Alley. Not that she really minded; she preferred being alone. But, Leighton thought with a frown, I don't really appreciate my brother just leaving me randomly in a place I've never been.
Feeling tired and just a bit annoyed, Leighton glanced over and looked a shop. The sign read Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour. Quite a mouth full.
Leighton also noticed a girl with shining auburn hair. She didn't seem like an annoying sort of girl, in fact at the moment she seemed calm and maybe even a bit down. Also, she looked around Leighton's age. She noticed an iguana eating a bowl of ice cream. Leighton smiled as she had always liked iguanas.
With a shrug of her shoulders, Leighton began walking toward the girl. She cleared her throat in a delicate sort of way, hoping to make a good impression on the girl. Leighton did want to have some friends at her new school and seeing as she was from America didn't help her case at all.
"May I sit here?" Leighton questioned, a slight smile-- not smirk, on her face.