The colours of everything overwhelmed Jo as she came to Diagon alley with some of her friends who didn't very well know their way around, Jo only knew a tad bit better but she knew it was just an excuse to visit Flourish and Blotts. One of her friends enjoyed visiting the shop, mainly because he walked out with a troublemaking trinket or two. Jo didn't have the mone and every time she entered she headed to anywhere her friends lead her. As her friend disappeared into the crowd she felt something bump into her.

She ignored it and kept looking. She couldn't find her friend, their hair was lost in the myriad of colours that peoples had. Jo sighed as she looked at the potion section, she would have gone to examine them if it were not for the fact that if she broke something (which she believed with all her heart she would) she had to pay for it. As in money pay. Her family didn't own much money at all, so this would be a problem.

The colours were swarming Jo's vision as the crowd kept moving and more of the Colourful items were revealed and put in Jo's field of vision. Jo didn't like crowds whatsoever and this was a problem. A problem which she wished she avoided by sitting on the front steps and letting her friend figure it out on their own. She felt something somewhat tackle her, like a somebody bumping her.

She turned and she saw a girl with a Blackhead of hair.

"Im so sorry! Are you okay?"she said turning to the girl, Jo's face was turning red with embarrassment.

As the colours continued to swarm Jo's vision every second felt like an eternity.

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The place was enchanting, the colors were warm and appealing, the skies were sunny and a slight breeze was ruffling her hair. But the place was beyond crowded, and the noise was crazy, she was not a fan of new places and change even though she was quick to adapt to the situation. Sure, she knew she had to go to Diagon Alley, she knew it would be crowded, she knew it would be exciting. But being swarmed in the crowd and pushed every which way was not she imagined this going, her mother had gone to Knockturn Alley to buy something along with her dad. Her twin brother had already got his supplies a few days ago and had stayed home. In short, she was alone, she looked around at the shops and decided. She wished she had one of her friends supporting her right now, she knew they were supporting here, but having someone there close by somehow helped her a lot. She started walking in the direction of a shop that was painted dark green with Flourish and Blotts painted just above the entrance with white paint. Suddenly, some stampeding teenagers ran by just then and unfortunately, pushed her along with them. She was surrounded on all sides and she didn't like it, she tried separating from them, but only got more frustrated as her attempts were futile. A few minutes later, she got free from there, except now a foot had come out of nowhere and she hadn't seen it in time. Now she was going full-speed to the ground, she closed her eyes and put herself in a position so that it wouldn't hurt that much when she fell, but she fell against a person instead.

No no, that was my fault, are you okay?, she responded to the red haired girl that she had bumped into. She hoped she wasn't hurt.

Being what felt like alone in Diagon Alley when you are just restocking supplies is not something Jo likes to feel at all.

The buzzing of the crowd seemed to quiet down a bit when one was spoken to. Everything quieted down when-

"No no, that was my fault, are you okay?"rang the girl's voice.

As she somewhat stood upright, Jo brushed her bangs behind her ear. Jo didn't want to seem nervous, she actually wasn't.

"I'm okay, are you hurt?" Jo asked the girl.

The other girl seemed to be much smaller the Jo, and considering that Jo was tall and somewhat muscular, the other girl had a good chance of getting hurt.

She looked around for maybe space where she and the other girl could stand and not be smushed in the crowd. She motioned toward near the exit where no one stood and seemed to be a good place For Jo to wait for her friend, and to make sure that the girl is ok.

Moving forward through the crowd, the different heads of hair passed, everybody had a ver unique style, maybe long neon hair or short jet black, Jo enjoyed colours. Colours were unbiased and had no lies to tell but to show people whom they truly are.

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She pulled herself to her feet and brushed the dust off her clothes and looked at the red haired girl who had also pulled herself up. She smiled at her sweetly. Truth be told, she was a bit worried that she was hurt. She seemed fine as of now, she thought as she let out a sigh of relief.

I'm okay, are you hurt?, she asked.

She seems nice, she thought. Hmmm, almost too nice, maybe she's a potential bully, or maybe that's just me being weird, after all it was just normal etiquette to ask if someone is okay. She chuckled as she reflected on how paranoid she was, she was as weird as they came, at least that was what she told herself. She reflected on all the times she was paranoid and dumbly accused everyone. She had once even thought a bunny had wings and had hidden in her house for a whole week, but that was when she was weak, aka a very long time ago. She had matured into a strong girl and she had very good acting skills. Suddenly, she felt like she was forgetting something. Oh no, she forgot to respond, she felt like slapping herself, who zones out in the middle of a conversation?! Speaking of conversation, she needed to get back to the one she was just having. Damn it, this was not how she wanted an encounter going!
she gave a sheepish grin at the girl and said, I'm okay, thank you! I'm Lisa DragonFlame, what's your name? this girl seems sweet, I hope we become friends, She thought and smiled.