"Just about!"  he replied back easily as he strolled up the road.  Point of fact, she'd called out before he'd actually made it home.  "With an offer like that, who would say no?" and his steps turned towards her stoop as easily as if that was where he'd been headed the whole time. It was funny how small the world seemed to him sometimes.  They'd gone to school together, she'd tried to help him survive potions, and now they were neighbors all these years later.

He came to a stop, a short space in front of her.  Taking in her seating choices and the fact that she was still wearing her coat, he reached for his wand.  "Can I offer you a chair?...at your own house?" His wide smile making it clear that he saw the irony and loved it, frankly. 

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