Away away...

Calista sighed as she looked at the hand scribbled note. She had overheard about some new club opening in London and through her eavesdropping made a note. Possible scouting once again. Hopefully it went better than the last time. Dressed in a gown she pulled from the depth of her wardrobe, never worn, she was taking this step.

Reaching out her fingers with held breath met the portkey..