(Day 5)

Jez only looked at her strangely before nodding his head and saying goodbye to her as she headed out the door after saying goodbye to Jenny and telling her that she would see her at the apartment later. As soon as Sarah was in a safe place where she knew she was away from prying muggle eyes, she apparated right into the middle of the Leaky Cauldron. She immediately went to the back courtyard where she took her wand out and tapped it on the brick on the back wall in the correct order, which then revealed to her the entrance to Diagon Alley.

Being a Werewolf in today's world meant that Sarah was very familiar with what is known as the Wolfsbane potion. A potion that, although it does not prevent the transformation, renders the Werewolf side of you harmless, leaving nothing but a wolf. It was a very tricky potion to brew and Sarah prided herself in being able to brew it properly. Unfortunately, actually being able to get a hold of the ingredients to brew it with was something else entirely.

(Day 6)

Sarah walked down the streets of Diagon Alley sporting several cuts and bruises. She had just been to the Apothecary to try and purchase some Aconite. When she made the mistake of telling the shopkeeper what it was for, she ended up learning a very valuable lesson on just how discriminating people could be. It all ended when Sarah found herself flying through the glass display window and out into the middle of the street. She was still pondering what to do when she felt a hand clamp down on her shoulder. Startled, she whirled around and had her wand out and pointed at the person's throat faster than anyone could hardly blink.

What the bloody hell do you want?

The man she had come face to face with wasn't much to look at it. His clothes were in pretty much the same state as hers (which meant that they were not really in all that good of a condition), he was about her height (maybe an inch or two taller) with dusty brown hair and blue eyes. He also spoke in a really thick Scottish accent.

Whoa, hauld oan thaur! Ah did nae pure techt tae startle ye. (Whoa, hold on there! I did not mean to startle you.)

Oh really? Give me one good reason why I shouldn't curse you into oblivion right now. Sarah tightened her grip on her wand, keeping it at the man's throat. She'd already put up with enough crap for one day and she wasn't about to put up with anymore.

Swatch, Ah overheard whit ye ur askin' th' clerk fur an' Ah hink Ah ken a place whaur ye can gie some. also, it looks loch 'at glass did a number oan ye an' Ah hink Ah ken whaur ye can gie yerself patched up withit onie trooble. (Look, I overheard what you were asking the clerk for and I think I know a place where you can get some. Also, it looks like that glass did a number on you and I think I know a place where you can get yourself patched up without any trouble.)

Sarah's wand arm relaxed a little bit, but she didn't put it up completely. You would..you would help me, a complete stranger?

Sure Ah woods! (Sure I would!) The man leaned forward and whispered, aam a body tay (I'm one too). Caa me Doc (Call me Doc). He stuck his hand out and Sarah cautiously put her wand away and shook his hand. Sarah

Weel Sarah, let's see whit Ah can help ye wi'. hoo dae ye feel abit knocturn alley? (Well Sarah, let's see what I can help you with. How do you feel about Knocturn Alley?)

(Author's Note: Here is the link to the translator I used for Doc's character: ., so if there are any inaccuracies I apologize.)