Basil was mostly prepared for the irritation he knew his teasing would insight in the Slytherin. He knew Macnair to some degree by now and it didn’t stop him. So, when the other inevitably did round on him, annoyed, Basil only snickered. “Let me guess, trying to slink along?” he continued in the same teasing lilt as before. “I hate to break it to you but my tromping along beside you essentially does away with that reality.” Ravenclaw indeed. It was so like a Slytherin to think of only themself, Basil thought fondly. As the other refused to answer, the brunette let out a soft sigh. “I can’t force you to trust me Agrimony,” he said gently. “But I wish you would.” Basil could understand the other’s hesitance he supposed. He, himself, was not one to trust easily or openly. But they’d had a few moments before. Surely that meant something, didn’t it? At least in so much as the Slytherin could trust him not to bail out on a whim. He’d protected Macnair twice now, once from undue blame and once from himself. “At least tell me if I should be worried about you,” he conceded. “I’d hate for anything to happen that might be… avoidable.”
Agrimony Macnair & this time it's more relevant right? <3 muse song