Octavius walked from the upstairs apartment. Summer was quickly approaching it's end and he had been focusing on spending time with Diane and getting her read to go off to her second year at Hogwarts and in Octavius' world, getting her ready meant weighing her down with varying symbols to try and ward off possible threats...like Vampires. "Sorry, sorry..." he called, recognizing the voice and hurrying down to the shop. "Duties as a father were calling."