Xavier was in Gringotts for the second time that week. Hopefully the answer to his request would be more positive this time.
As he waited for whomever the goblins had called in, he sat idly in the chair in the small office he'd occupied the last time he was there. If he planned on spending any more time there, he'd have to invest in something more comfortable. And considering the fascinating things he'd discovered about the lovely Miss Spinnet, he rather thought he'd be here more often. When a witch who had been a member of that idiotic organization of school children had such fascinating ideas, well, he'd be a fool not to follow up. It could be she was trying to get in close with him, but the frightened look in her eyes made him think that wasn't entirely true. So yes, he would be visiting with Miss Spinnet yet again. It might prove useful.
The door opened and Xavier's eyes went up to the person who entered. He sighed inwardly. Next time he'd have to specifically request no blood traitors.
"Weasley," he said, nodding at the spare chair. "Do sit."