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Tracey was in the middle of Diagon Alley. She had no idea what she was doing, really. She'd gone because she had the day off work and was rather bored just sitting at home doing nothing. She'd stopped by the ice cream store earlier and had a scoop or two of ice cream. Then she had lunch. The ice cream was more important to finish, so she had it first. It made sense to Tracey. It didn't matter who else it made sense to. Then she'd gone to Madame Malkin's, mostly because she wanted new robes. She didn't buy any, but she wanted some. Then she went to look at pets. She didn't want one of those, but they were nice to look at. Maybe she would get a cat eventually. Not now. She was thinking a boyfriend would be good to have, then a cat. Because she was sure some grief would come with having a boyfriend, so she'd need something to comfort her. What better than a cat?
Now she was in the Leaky Cauldron. She had just sat down on a bar stool and ordered a banana daiquiri. Those were good. Who cared if it was before five in the evening? Alcohol was good at any time during the day. Besides. There were bananas in it.