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Zoey hadn't being underage because it meant she couldn't just fix things when something broke. It would make this whole summer dance instructor thing a lot easier. She'd been helping out with a class when the new kid tried to spin her in the most improper way possible. It had snapped the heel off her shoe and sent her sprawling so that the strap of her dress had ripped; she'd have been embarrassed if she hadn't been absolutely livid.
She needed a new practice dress, if not new shoes, even though she didn't really have that kind of money to throw around. Either way, the task brought her to Muggle London, which was almost as annoying as not being allowed to use a basic, tiny, harmless little spell outside of school. Actually, it was probably more annoying because she always got turned around in cities. She was standing on a corner, trying to remember which direction would take her to the Leaky Cauldron so she could get out of the weirdly complicated Muggle area. It really couldn't have been very far from here...
She needed a new practice dress, if not new shoes, even though she didn't really have that kind of money to throw around. Either way, the task brought her to Muggle London, which was almost as annoying as not being allowed to use a basic, tiny, harmless little spell outside of school. Actually, it was probably more annoying because she always got turned around in cities. She was standing on a corner, trying to remember which direction would take her to the Leaky Cauldron so she could get out of the weirdly complicated Muggle area. It really couldn't have been very far from here...