Stopping right in front of him, Basil had another chance to look at Rose without being obvious. No mistaking, in slightly darker flesh, stood his best friend of old. He didn't care what package she came in as long it was really her. Alluring him as always, desire to touch her hair came forth, but Basil was wary. She still didn't seem real and he couldn't handle the disappointment of reaching out to find himself waking up at his flat. Dream or not, he knew he had to follow her. Looking at the illuminated two, Basil stepped foot off the lift.
"I was coming here anyway," he shrugged as he strode past Rose, "Dad wasn't in his office. Figured one of these Aurors would know." To make sure it was known he intended to follow her, Basil added, "Your dad's as good as any."
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