The central shopping center of the Wizarding World (or at least the magical enclave in Britain) known as Diagon Alley was always known to be busy during the late half of the month of August when the families of the students at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry were shopping for school supplies. The alley during the year of Enuma Gremory's second year at Hogwarts was no different from previous years by much, the only real difference being the presence of a total of eight Devils. But two of them weren't part of either the Gremory family or a member of one of a Gremory's Peerage.
One of the two Devils who weren't connected to the Gremorys was currently in the bookstore known as Flourish and Blotts, the bookstore where the students of Hogwarts usually bought their school books, having a rather loud argument with a certain celebrity.
"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY IT YOU DIMWIT!? I'M HAPPILY MARRIED AND THEREFORE NOT INTERESTED!" Shouted a clearly feminine voice from within the bookstore. A voice that Enuma, Shalltear and Venelana recognized as one of the best magic tutors and therapists in the Underworld, who had also been hired by her parents as Enuma's therapist.
"Is that who I think it is, Enuma?" Asked Shalltear while eying the crowd inside the bookstore with interest.
"The Sorcerer who made a deal with Mephisto Pheles and has been my therapist since mom hired her a few years ago? Yes. I recognize that voice anywhere." Replied Enuma in a tone of slight nostalgia and amusement, which earned the redhead curious looks from her Peerage members who weren't in the know. In other words, Aura, Hermione and Mare.
"Who?" Asked the three Devils not in the know in unison.
"Faust. Or rather, as of quite some time ago, Faust Crowley. And if she's here, it means that her husband, Aleister, is somewhere nearby."
"Do I feel that my ears are burning?" Asked the voice of a young man, from behind the group of Devils. Upon turning around to address him, the group was greeted by the sight of a young man, who appeared to be in his early twenties, wearing a white hooded robe. His hair was mostly sea green with the exception of a portion of his bangs, which were white. The man's eyes were a green color, the left of which was covered by a monocoque. "Aleister Crowley at your service. As much as I'd love to stay and catch up with you guys, I need to get in there and stop my wife from killing the twit who has the nerve to hit on her."
"That was interesting." Muttered Enuma, earning nods of agreement from the rest of her Peerage. "Let's go inside and see what happens to the sucker who tried to hit on Faust."