It wasn't often that Lexi ventured away without her partners or children, but she found herself strutting down Diagon Alley alone ona random early evening. THIS PLACE was always a wash of memories. She had been kidnapped down here once when she was at Hogwarts. Man... her life was always such a crisis. The mere thought of the chaos made her snort to herself as she went along. Seriously... why had anyone ever been surprised when she crashed out? She had lived her entire life in fight or flight... until Baxter and Hecate anyway. They had eventually tamed her raging sea of emotions, surprisingly enough. Many had tried... and all but they had failed.

Coming to a stop near the rubbish bins had her smirking to herself as she thought of the better parts of her life. The parts she had fought for and hard won. After years of therapy she was finally, dare think she, proud of herself. No longer ashamed of having a past. It was a great feeling. As alien as well... aliens. Or normal human emotions.

Okay... she shook herself mentally and began to walk slowly once more. Meandering aimlessly and her eyes roaming over everything. Perhaps she would do as her therapist suggested and actually... try to make friends? Gross. Maybe she could converse with a stranger. That was a start.