Dora swung in front of the brothers to walk backwards, not letting go of Tristan. "I'm not going to steal him from you, love," she said seriously, looking at Julian. "I did want to give him a place to come sometimes though, at least." And selfishly she wanted him around, though not at Julian's expense. "You're welcome around too, you know. You might just have to share a bed or the big couch is all." She'd never let him know about her crappy housing situation before this, and she kind of hoped he wouldn't ever know. Either of them. Though Tristan would probably find out eventually.
She snorted at Julien. "You always provoking him," she said fondly.
"Monument Alley," she told him. "It's nice. Inside and Out moved there to capitalize on the newness when it started." Her aunt had had the shop for many many years before that in Diagon.
"You best be careful," she told her cousin sternly. "Don't make me have to hex my brother any more than I already want to. I've heard things, you know, about the crup thing. From people going through the shop." Not loud things, but if she'd heard of it then it could be bad.
She had to chuckle though. "Oh neither of you will ever need an escort and you know it," she told them. "You're both too pretty for your own goods." She'd crushed on both her second cousins at points in her life and she still found them both attractive. Not thst she'd really admit the former though Tristan knew. Legilimens who got in your head usually found out secrets after all, and in their situations she'd ended up letting him practice on her a lot.