At times like this, it was important to remember where you came from. Getting away from Diagon Alley was key. Away from the people pointing and asking for photos and autographs. Back on the Muggle side, no one knew who he was.

Sometimes Leontius needed that space to breath. His fame could be taken away from him, after all. One injury, one bad game, and it could all be gone. It was important for him to take space and remember who he was before Quidditch. It was all too easy to enjoy life above the clouds, and it was easy to feel invincible. That was certainly how he felt right then, elated after their recent matches. So he took a moment on Charing Cross Road. Down the street from the Leaky Cauldron. On the Muggle side of the world.