Makayla always felt a little nervous going to Diagon Alley. Being a Muggleborn, she still felt as though she was just a visitor to this wonderful world and not actually part of it. Her year at Hogwarts changed that thought pretty quickly, but every now and again, she was reminded of where she came from and how much she still needed to learn.
The blonde smiled at the barkeep but chose to sit at a booth rather than the stalls by the bar. She didn't have anyone to sit with, but wasn't concerned being alone. It was almost peaceful. Placing her order of the sweet Butterbeer, Makayla sat and watched the crowd - mostly students - go to and fro the pub with a ease about them.
