The Slytherin nodded and grinned at the girl. He realized that it felt good giving out great advice to people he barely know. It was one of the things that Mordred have yet to discover about friendship and building relationships with the others. “Just don’t forget to let it out when you can’t handle it anymore…you don’t want to head down to St. Mungo’s.” he said as he drew imaginary circles near his temple. It may look like he’s joking about that bit, but he knew very well that one can lose his marbles if one kept his problems all by himself. Heck, he almost did after he got back from Durmstrang. Luckily, there was Aurora and Beezus to tell all of his woes. “Oh, and you’re welcome.”

Show her how to do it correctly. “Of course. I practiced it countless times on fellow students back at Durmstrang.” And they did too on him. Oh, and did she manage to knock Messer with Expelliarmus? Impressive. “Hm. Your intention must be really strong…and your aim wasn’t on Messer’s weapon…” How else would she disarm a boy like that? Clearly, she needs to work on her targeting. Yep! “And just so you know, it feels like being thwacked by a frying pan if the spell hits you…” The sensation was surreal that everything gets blurry and painful all over.

Mordred nodded and grinned as Ella talked about his grandparents. He had to agree that they were great, and cool people to be with even if they are old. They have become wise because of age and their knowledge being passed down to them was something the boy would forever cherish. His grandparents both came from pureblood families and their stories about their ancestors, the adventures they did as kids, the things they missed in life and the pieces of advice that came with it was something Mordred held dear in his heart. “I’m sure your grandfather’s in a better place. I know my grandparents are very happy now…” wherever they may be. They lived a full and happy life, and it was logical that they went to the other side of the door peacefully.

So no boyfriend for Ella, but she likes someone? Oh, and the blush didn’t go unnoticed. “Yeah, you do…” Mordred kept an eye on her as Ella tucked her hair behind her ear. But then, he doesn’t like her in what way? Like a girlfriend? Well would you look at that. Mordred has the same dilemma as Ella. “I…actually do…” Mordred looked down and started to massage his hand. “She…well, she’s a great friend…and then, I started to like her…” The Slytherin winced a bit as he bit his tongue. Things have gone complicated after that, and thought that it was best to just forget about her…their friendship…and his feelings…for Chloe. “..but I figured we can’t be together even if I tell her I like her…because her family doesn’t like my kin.” Something about his family being dangerous, purebloods and Slytherins…not to mention that their family has Durmstrang products as well. “I still like her though…but I don’t think I’ll be able to tell her. You know…” he said as he brushed his hair. “I might scare her away or something…”

Mordred chuckled as he imagined Ethan strolling the halls of Hogwarts following his new found friends, Ella and Sophie. It was a sight he wanted to see, but sadly it was impossible…he was just happy that Ethan will have a blast. “Don’t underestimate a Scofield.” Ella may have a hyper brothers, but Ethan is just too much. “Yeah, Sophie’s really good in Charms.” Mordred noted that fact because he was able to witness it first hand back at the Lake. “She’s a fast learner, I must say…” The Slytherin stifled a laugh as he imagined a grown up Sophie teaching a young Ethan how things are done in Charms. He was sure that the boy would be sticking to her all throughout her last years in Hogwarts. “And with that being said, let’s see how well you’ll do with the spell I’m going to teach you.” The Slytherin got up from the window sill and tucked his book under his arm. “Duck pond it is. Let’s go?”