"Sure. Come on Tru." She pulled on the toddlers hand, leading him inside the familiar shop. She pulled out a childrens book from her bag, handing it to her son to look through. "My two best friends are starting up a minor Quidditch league, and well, they need money to do it. So we came up with this idea of organizing an old fashioned fall fair to raise money and awareness. But we need vendor's," she grinned. "Would you you be interested?"