“Tobias, are you in here? TOBIAS? TOBIAS!” Uuuuuuugh. Ethan fixed his askew turban slash green scarf that Ella had sent him and went down all the way from the seventh floor down to the ground floor looking for a certain Tobias housed in Hufflepuff. Ella told him that he should make friends with that specific student, because he’s great and stuff. The Slytherin need not doubt the former Badger, and he even promised to her that he will look for this…Tobias kid.

And so the search went on…but alas, no Tobias.

Ethan flopped on the stairs and re-read Ella’s letter. Somehow her message brought smile and comfort to the boy who’s now sloooowly succumbing to cabin fever. Stupid snow. Sighing, the Slytherin looked up from the letter and thought that being able to produce a patronus would be most convenient to accomplish his mission.

…

But hey look! That looks like a Hufflepuff kid…aaaaaaaand he’s a guy, so he must be Tobias? Scuttling from his spot, Ethan grinned at the boy looking at the…gems…and stood beside him. “Are you Tobias? Please say you’re him. I’ve been looking everywhere for you. I’m Ethan!” Hi. Hello! Waaaaaaaave!