closed A New Child

He would only need to go to another house, getting a letter that was misdelivered to him. The address on the letter did not match his house address, so to be a good human he would deliver it to the person who had that address.

According to the address, this person lived in the same city that he did, Perth. This was good, because it didn't mean he need to go all over the country to find them.

He hopped into his muggle vehicle, a Volkswagen Beetle from 1970 (Yellow).

Of course, he needed to have a vehicle because in the town he was living it, it was in the muggle world and if muggles saw him riding a broom, he'd be in serious trouble with the ministry. A few attempts to start the engine failed until the fourth try. He put his foot on the gas petal and softly pressed it, slowly rolling out of his driveway and onto the road.

The radio turned on, playing a series of Tom Petty; playing Zombie Zoo, Free Fallin', Face In The Crowd, among others. He couldn't help but to sing along.

His eyes trailed the road, looking for the mailbox with the number that matched, the street sign indicating the street listed. When he found the street, he turned and was now on the search for the number.

The music switched from Tom Petty to Queen, playing We Are The Champion. He smiled, a soft tear falling from the corner of his eyelids. this reminded him of when Clark helped Hufflepuff Quidditch win the past few Quidditch games like a hero. A goblin like him, at that size, verses a ton of intimidating people? He was proud.

"Found it." Octavius said, slowing as he saw the number.

Instead of putting it in his mailbox, he walked up to the door and knocked. "Hello, I have your mail. They delivered it to my house by mistake." Octavius called, still waiting for the door to open.