He had started staring at a random crack in the cement beneath him, just about to take the last drag of his cigarette before her voice caught his attention, brows raising with interest before he smirked at her realization, taking the last drag while also straightening up, blowing the smoke away from her as he flicked his own cigarette butt to the side, turning back just in time to extend his free hand out to take hold of her smaller version, giving it a firm shake – the worst impression to make on anyone was to give them a dead fish handshake. That said a lot about a person.
Cecilia Hooke…he had definitely heard the name somewhere. So she looked familiar, and her name sounded familiar, which only meant he had to know her. His assumption was from Hogwarts, but he didn’t remember which part – if they had been in a class together, or if maybe he just knew about her through one of his friends.
“Cael Gray…and you’re very welcome.”
Dropping his hand down he gestured over to the door.
“How about I walk ya back inside? That way, you can either take your place by yourself at the bar, or, you can take me up on that offer from before.”
He let it be her choice, obviously hoping she would choose to join them, but he wasn’t holding his breath. IF she was a Slytherin, and used the word ‘boorish’, she probably didn’t like boisterous crowds - especially boisterous crowds of drunk men who only half-spoke English, and that was speaking for only half of the group. Still, the offer was out there. It left her another option, if she found she didn’t feel very much like sitting by herself.
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