We walked back to the house and we saw a muscular man with short brown hair standing on our doorstep. He was knocking when he saw us approaching. 

" Hello sir, can we help you?" Lucifer asked stepping in front of me. (a habit he has when he is trying to protect me)

"Do you both live here?" the man spoke with a slight british accent.

" Yes, I'm Lucifer and this is Samra." 

" Oh forgive my rudeness to barge in on you both like this, I'm Harry. Both of your fathers sent me to discuss some important matters."

" That's impossible I have never met my father," replied Lucifer he put his hand on me protectively. 

" Well...."