Eloise waved awkwardly as Sally-Anne exited the shop. Shaking her head at herself, Eloise turned back to the counter and the clerk that had reappeared from the back, obviously sensing he would be of use again.
"Hello, I was wondering if you can help me find the items on this list?" Eloise asked brusquely, handing over the slightly-crumpled slip of parchment.
"I believe we have most of that here, let me fill your order."
She felt a wave of happiness wash over her. Less than a week ago, Eloise was wasting away from boredom and uselessness, pretending to be a Muggle. Now, here she was standing in a wizarding Apothecary obtaining the necessary ingredients to begin brewing potions in earnest - this time without prying eyes getting in her way.