It took a moment for Basil to realize what Macnair was saying. Gullible? Dumb? Oh… he’d been teasing. How rude! Basil’s frown deepened and this time his arms crossed over his chest, irritated. “That’s not funny, Macnair!” He growled. “I wouldn’t put it past you to think you’re clever enough to brave an acromantula colony all on your own!” Mostly because a part of Basil believed the bastard could do it, but he’d never admit that aloud. It wasn’t worth the risk. Bat wings and dittany, well that sounded a lot more reasonable! (Not that Basil wanted to give in being annoyed so quickly.) Resisting the push a bit, even as he took a few steps forward, the Ravenclaw huffed. “Bats,” he grumbled again. “What the hell do you need bat wings and dittany for? Can’t you wait until the next Hogsmeade trip and buy them at the apothecary like a normal person?” Despite the grouched protest, he resumed a normal pace beside Macnair.
“What is it with you and trouble?” Basil asked after a pause, irritation simmering but curiosity still provoking the potentially cruel question. “Why is it we’re almost always risking a detention when I stumble upon you?” The last was more mused to himself rhetorically than posed to Macnair, but Basil still wondered. He did seem to get into more brushes with this Slytherin than any of his other… er- friends. And it wasn’t just because he was a Slytherin either! He and Nee got into trouble occasionally, but they didn’t boast nearly the track record that Basil had with Agrimony…
Agrimony Macnair & this time it's more relevant right? <3 muse song