It was the summer, which would be the only reason for the smell of children lingering in the air.

Sometimes the Hag wished her cart was even closer to the steps that led down into Knockturn Alley. She might have a better chance of catching one of those children who thought they were brave enough to venture down, but in reality, they were terrified and changed their minds at the last moment.

But then, there were a few that actually were brave enough, and it seemed like today was one of those days.

The smell of her brought the green-skinned woman bustling out of her cart, and stopping right in front of the girl, she narrowed her yellow eyes. "If it isn't a person-child." she tsked, "What brings you down here, in Knockturn Alley?" The Hag began to back away, closer to her cart.

If the girl wanted to talk, she would have to follow.