"Alright," Alec said, smiling. If she was interested enough to hear his story. "My father, he is from here, from London. But he went to Greece to find history, and found my mother instead. There is a very small wizarding community in Sangri, among the farmers - until a few months ago, I thought I would stay there until I died. But my father died first, and I came to stay with his family here, to experience -" he made a gesture that was intended to encompass the country. "England."
He was quiet for a moment, and then grinned. "I suppose the ending of the story is more exciting for you. This morning, my sister's owl brought me a note saying 'Alec, if you will not come home, do not spend your birthday night alone'. I will go home to them this weekend, but I could not travel today, too much work."