Lavender got that uneasy feeling as soon as she saw Octavius standing there. Every time she came to the shop now she wished somehow that Nicodemus would have gotten bored with Octavius and have left him. That it truly would be Octavius standing there and not the demon instead. But when she heard him spoke, it was Nicodemus. It always was.
She leaned against Cormac. “This is Cormac. I decided you were right,” she said giving Nicodemus a knowing smile. “We want to be together and he’s willing to help me.”