Spike with all the different conversations going on around him, Spike just sat and listened for a moment, trying not to get too overwhelmed. At a pause in his co-Prefect's talking though, he leant forward as if to catch her attention, though soon returned to normal as he though better of it. He was all too aware of the friction between Beezus and his girlfriend, and since the two prefects were currently making a Addy and Milton sandwich, now probably wasn't a good time. Though he didn't want her to think he was neglecting her on his final feast at Hogwarts...

Taking a pencil for his pocket, he scrawled 'Later?' on the corner of his napkin, before tearing it off into a square and folding it into a mini origami frog. A quick flick of his wand, and the frog was soon hopping its way to Beezus. Sure, a spider would have more had his signature, but he didn't know how to fold one of those. Hopefully she'd guess from his handwriting?


Uncle? Spike turned towards the younger 'Claw with a bemused smile. "Hi Blue," he said, grinning and returning her wave. It faltered a little at her question though. "Kinda," he answered with a nod. "I've got lots of exciting stuff planned for the summer and beyond. But...I'm gonna miss you guys. A lot." He smiled softly, remembering how he couldn't wait to leave in his younger years. "Sick of it? How so?" Lessons, Spike could believe, but there was SO MUCH ELSE you could do. "Surely you can't be sick of playing Hide and Seek with the statues of armor, or tickling Sir Henry Bartholomew, or playing Quidditch with the wind whistling through your hair?"

Ah, quidditch. How he'd missed it this year.


Just her squeezing his hand made Spike feel happier about being here...and the excitement he did feel about moving on. It made the whole thing seem more...right. Funny, how things had switched places. A few months ago, it would have been Spike convincing Addy that everything was going to be okay.

At her sigh, Spike turned and looked at her questioningly. "You think...?" For a moment his heart skipped a beat. She didn't think anything bad, did she?


"Hey Ethan," Spike said, smile back on his face. He nodded in agreement. It would have been nice to do some more stuff with him this term - he was sure Ethan would have loved to try some of the crosses in his experimental herbology book. "I know," he replied. "Shame our timetables didn't overlap at all..." Though it really wasn't surprising - given that Spike had given up Quidditch to free his schedule up a bit, and Ethan had been training hard for the team.

"Not university, no," Spike replied. He wasn't really academic, and wanted to be more hands on with that. "Hopefully, I'm going to either Madagascar or the Galapagos Islands to start an apprenticeship in experimental herbology." He grinned. "Just waiting to hear back from the expedition leaders and stuff on where I might have got a place..." And if he didn't get the place, then who knows what he'd do. Maybe Jimmy would take him on again to tide him over until he could apply for some more stuff?

"What about you? Any plans for the summer and beyond?"