Okay, so Penny knew she wasn't supposed to be here. Mom had told Pen she wasn't allowed to orb out of San Francisco unless it was to Magic School. For all technical purposes, she hadn't disobeyed Paige's orders. Pen hadn't orbed; she'd used her power of projection. She wanted ice cream and before she knew it she was here! Sitting outside and ice cream shop in Diagon Alley. She'd needed money, obviously, so she checked her pockets where her cash had been and instead there were galleons. Pen bought a butterbeer float and went back outside to sit on the patio and enjoy the weather.
Although Penthea was starting ot think she needed to get better control of her projection. She was using it way too often for personal gain, and all completely on accident. She flipped open her journal as a distraction. It had been practically empty for days now. Pen was a little worried. Closing her eyes, Pen tried to sense... well, anything. But that wasn't a power she had yet, so she got nothing. She was part White Lighter, though, so she should have it. Pen closed her eyes again, squeezing them shut tightly. She was concentrating so hard that she didn't notice her ice cream melting over or someone approaching her.