For the life of her, she could not figure out what all the fuss was. It was a bus, people. She’d probably been on a bus thousands of times. Plus, it wasn’t like they were going anywhere special. Not like Hogsmeade. It was a muggle town. She had spent her life, up until last fall, living in more exciting muggle towns than the one they were visiting. Either way, she was glad to be away from the castle for just a bit.

Not feeling very social, Emmalyn decided to head to a quiet part of the street and have a seat. She figured her time away would be best spent people watching and staying out of trouble. Plus, she didn’t want to be associated with the kid yelling about needing to use the bathroom. She roamed around and spotted a nice little bench on the East side of Balvenie street where she had plain view of the shops, but was away from the busyness of the shoppers.

With the warm sun on her face and the murmuring of shoppers across the street, she closed her eyes and leaned back against the bench. She knew she would be completely happy spending the entirety of the trip sitting in the very spot she sat.