Adrian hadn't meant to follow Pansy like a creeier, but coming home from his work in the Ministry automatically made him a bad-guy at night. Not that the Renegades would ever take Pansy. Oh hell no. Not thinking like a magicless witch (not to mention knowing that Pansy would be safe) he had simply followed at a comfortable pace. Suddenly aware that his silent following might actually be intimidating instead of comforting, he cleared his throat and jogged to catch up.
"Pansy! Walking home alone at such a dark and dangerous time?" A smirk played at the edge of his lips, although it was obvious he meant no harm. "Might be some vicious wannabe Death Eaters around. How spooky!"