Scorpius sometimes hated the Seal. It had taken his father, his best friends, someone who could have been a friend, and one time his girlfriend was taken too. He wondered if he should hold out hope that all, or any, would return again. It was also troublesome that his friend Regina was going through some of that too. He just hoped it was enough that he was still here for support. Though he could get sent back anytime too. He had been once. It nearly boggled his mind that few had come and gone four, or even more than five times before. He supposed Harry might have been one of those. They didn't know each other well here, but the blond wizard had hoped to know him a little, or even practice as Seekers for quidditch. Oh now that was a dream. Compete against the best. Oh well, perhaps next time may be different.
He had lunch at one of the diners, the 12th Street Café. He thought it was good food. He had fries and cheeseburger. So very different than what they served at Hogwarts or even in his own home. In any case, it tasted quite alright and at least helped him forget the past troubles. There was also the fact he had feelings last week for someone he'd never have planned to feel. But thankfully, that was gone now and his emotions were his own. Filled now, he walked out, wearing jeans, a green shirt and jacket. He had nowhere in particular to go. Maybe go somewhere else in the town. Or head to the quidditch location. For now, he just wanted to walk and keep doing so as he was alone in his thoughts. He'd found that a long walk on his own had usually helped in clearing his head. It was working so far.
He hadn't really noticed the man ahead of him, there were several others on the sidewalk in the distance. But then the man had turned to glance at him. Unsure of what to say or the right way to react to the stranger, he just held up a hand and said, "Uh, hi," waving awkwardly. However, his shoe had caught on a sidewalk line and he was caught for a brief second before regaining his footing and continuing on. But.. in the process, his wand had fallen out of his coat onto the ground. A light gasp, he quickly bent down to pick it up. Looking it over with scrutiny and a noted it was still perfect. That was close. "Thank Merlin," he sighed with relief as he stored it back in his jacket pocket.