The blond 16 year old walked into the bookshop in order to find a book. Well of course she was here because of a book but to be honest she wasn't sure WHAT book. Most of her days now were going to be spent roaming the Alley or sitting in her room at the Leaky Cauldron. She walked along book shelves, surprised that there weren't many people around.

Hmm... she needed a book suggestion to read. She was really pathetic at finding one worth wild. She glanced up from the book shelf she was looking at.

Where was the shopkeeper when you needed them? He/She would help her out hopefully.