He leaned back against the couch, crossing his arms as he silently surveyed Ashley with a peculiar look in his eyes. Barty smirked and scooted over, leaving a small space between him and Rabastan. Seeing their expectant gazes aimed at her, Ashley slowly walked over and plopped down between them. She was surprisingly comfortable in their company. In her opinion, they really weren’t all that bad. A little psychotic, yes, and definitely sadistic, but not bad. Maybe that was because the two reminded Ashley of her soul-bonded, just a little bit. Barty loved to tease and joke around. He was cheeky, untamed, and sometimes wild, like Sirius. On the other hand, Rabastan was a bit more reserved. An avid reader, he was a knowledgeable gent but he adored causing mayhem just as much as the next person, like Remus. It’s really no wonder how Ashley got along so well with them.