Damien was going out for a walk. He had, as always, the anti-possession amulet around his neck. He wore it every time he went out and mostly indoors as well. As he walked down the street, he couldn't help but hear the loud banging of something that hit metal.
He looked and saw the red-headed wizard boy who had a glare in his eye. Trying to recall why he was upset, he recalled reading about Hermione being missing. Damien waved, though he did not insult him with a smile. Even he wasn't that inconsiderate. "Seems like quite a stroke of rotten luck here lately? Especially in this place."