Now what’s this place?(open)

[wolf]

Clad in a dark green T, a pair of old jeans that had seen the bad end of a needle about the cuffs and knee, and some over-worn tennis with laces fringing and canvas showing in the toes Wolf wandered down the streets of London in search of something to entertain him.

What was this young boy of just turned eleven doing in London you ask? His father had dragged him and the family up because he had a doctors appointment, a check-up because he hadn’t had one is over a year. But the appointment was well over so what was he still doing here? His father was shopping and his three older brothers were spread out through the city in search of girls, not that they would admit to this. He still did not understand what the big deal about girls was yet.

He mulled over what his brother saw in them that made them worth pursing with all the vigor that they might use when in competition with each other for who could kill the biggest prey for the winter store as he wandered the city. By pure chance his feet took him down to the very street that where the entrance to Diagon Alley lay.

It was on this street he noticed a very shabby looking pub crammed in-between to larger modern buildings. He would have normally over-looked it but for whom he saw going into it. A boy not much older than himself and a girl that couldn’t have been more than six had entered the pub with there mother. Not knowing of the secrete world that lay hidden behind he thought that the woman had just taken her two children into a bar. Well he had a few pounds and thought, <i>‘Well, maybe this place is quite laxed in morals and I can buy me a drink. If not and more likely it also sells food and that is why the children are allowed inside, well its about lunch time anyway.’</i> And so he entered the pub called the Leaky Cauldron and was quite shocked at what he found inside.

(I’m not to sure if he can see the Leaky Cauldron yet, but being as he is a wizard, underage as he is, I assumed he could see it. Please correct me if this goes against a site rule that I have accidentally over looked.)
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[leon]

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About twenty minutes. That's how long he and his parents had been in London. Or, more specifically, how long they had been in the Leaky Cauldron. Leon and his folks had arrived by Floo Powder... the stuff made for quick traveling, but the eleven-year-old didn't care for the stuff himself. He wasn't used to traveling by the green powder, and he'd had the misfortune of hitting his head as he came out in the Cauldron. It still hurt a little bit, and there was a small scratch on his temple, but Leon wasn't one to let that get in the way. So while his parents stuck around in the room, where they'd be staying until the start of term, the young boy saw fit to begin exploring the Cauldron.

Finding the stairs from the entrance to the room was easy, and he descended. He was still dressed in Muggle clothing; he didn't often wear the traditional wizarding robes, and found regular clothing more familiar. Which, for today, consisted of green cargo pants and an orange t-shirt, covered by a red blazer; his worn sneakers squeaked some of the stairs as he went down.

Upon reaching the foot of the staircase, Leon took a quick check-out of the place. A little shabby, but he didn't mind shabby; shabby could mean fun, or at least interesting. There weren't too many people in the main room. A couple families seated at various tables, a few other people at the bar, being served by the barkeep. He saw a lady with what appeared to be her two kids walk past; they looked kind of busy, passing by the bar and the tables, making their way toward a door near the back. Is that that alley? he wondered. Gotta be, he thought, smirking wryly. He'd head out there eventually, with his parents, or without. He was starting to get anxious already.

He turned his head back toward the main entrance. It looked like someone else had come in after the family, but it looked like he was by himself. Only about as old as Leon, too. He smiled to himself; maybe this kid was here to get his Hogwarts stuff, too. Leon walked over to the boy, who had a shocked look on his face. "Hey, mate," he said cheerfully, smiling, his hands in his pants pockets. "You look sorta lost," he noted, drawing from the boy's shocked look. "Are ya?" Leon asked, his smile getting a little bit wider.

[wolf]

Wolf cast about the room just short of aw as a boy about his age approached him. He turned his eyes to the lad when he began to speak and when he was done he answered with a friendly grin, “Hey. Yeah, somethin’ like that…can you tell me what this place is?” He watched in fascination as two cups and a pair of plates lifted themselves off an unoccupied table and flew over the heads of the occupants into the back. He had received his letter to Hogwarts only a few days before and didn’t believe it, thought it was a hoax of some sort or some scam. But as he watched events such as the flying cups occur in this shabby little building that the occupants paid no attention to his mind drifted back to the letter.

[leon]

Ah, so this boy seriously didn't know where he was? Or maybe he was just joking with him... either way, Leon would be proud to present the place to him. "Sure I can!" he chirruped, waving his hand with a flourish toward the area around him. He was about to put on his best showsman act...

"Welcome to the Leaky Cauldron! This here place is a famous bar, but it also acts as a motel and living-place, as well as gateway to Diagon Alley! Many folks come through here from Muggle London, either to get to the Alley, usually to do their shopping, or just to come in and grab something to eat. You get all that, mate? Any questions?" Leon asked, smirking a little. He hoped he hadn't gone too fast for the boy, but thought he had been pretty good with his showsmanshiping.