It was embarrassing to point out the street sign, but Basil felt slight relief to get it out of the way. Actually, now it seemed like something a stalker would do. Grimacing at the awkward moment, Basil would try to explain later what he meant, nodding instead toward the pub as he made to the door.
"After you," Basil grabbed for the handle, never forgetting the etiquette
of his childhood. It looked quiet inside, he noted, glancing between Rose and the mostly empty bar. The last thing he wanted was for the Minister's son to be recognized with the daughter of Ron and Hermione Weasley. While he had the chance, Basil hoped to keep Rose to himself.
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