Basil was still mulling over this whole bizarre situation as he stared up at the stars. Why had he followed Macnair out here? Why was he still standing by the Slytherin when it was obvious the other had no need or want of him? Was it better to just amble back to the castle on his own now and hope he could sneak back into Ravenclaw Tower before he was caught? The bats startled before Basil even realized.
He heard Macnair’s warning before he registered the words. The sight of a zillion creatures taking flight overtop of them seemed to shock him in place and Basil didn’t even think to duck as one of them veered off, straight at him. It was lucky then that Macnair had quick reflexes.
Before Basil could process what had happened, he landed with a painful thud on the ground. The book he’d been holding was crushed bruisingly into his ribs with the heavy weight of something - or someone - overtop. Basil blinked his eyes open to register Macnair had shoved him over as the rush of bats hurled briefly overtop of them. Then, the sound of wings began to fade and Basil dug the book out from the place it was pinched in between himself and Macnair. A bad idea, in retrospect.
As the book was tossed gently to the side and Basil lay his head back, winded and slightly out of breath, he couldn’t help but register the feel of Macnair pressed into him. Grey hues searched the Slytherin’s blue ones for… he wasn’t sure what. Realizing belatedly that he should say something however, Basil cleared his throat. “Ah— thanks,” he said quietly.
Agrimony Macnair & this time it's more relevant right? <3 muse song