 Basil wasn’t sure exactly what he was feeling as Ms. Victoire skittered away from him. He could sense some sort of anguish in her voice, her expression twisted and unusually unhappy. He must not be making himself clear enough! Surely she was just misunderstanding all of this…
 Basil wasn’t sure exactly what he was feeling as Ms. Victoire skittered away from him. He could sense some sort of anguish in her voice, her expression twisted and unusually unhappy. He must not be making himself clear enough! Surely she was just misunderstanding all of this…His cousin’s appearance helped matters little and Basil’s frown only deepened when his brother decided to join them as well. Could nobody leave them in peace?! He had important matters to settle, preferably without an audience! Still, he’d come too far to back down now even if his family decided to intrude.
Anthony responded with apologies and made to depart. Good riddance. Ignoring Atticus then, hoping he too would take a hint, Basil followed Ms. Victoire around the desk. He reached for the lady’s hand gently, determined to stop her if she decided to take off behind Anthony. “Please,” he muttered. “Ms. Malfoy, I beg you to hear me clearly.“ A brilliant blush began to descend on Basil’s pale features at the thought of confessing himself - again - in front of Atticus, but he didn’t have too much of a choice. His moment was slipping away. “I love you, Victoire. Don’t walk away from this.” Don’t walk away from me…
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