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Mordred 
Ooooh! Of course, Josie plays Quidditch! Ethan would love to see her in action…and he just might cheer for her, even if her team’s playing against his House. Maybe. “My cousin went to visit Hogwarts during one of the matches…said it was a great feeling to see Hogwarts after leaving it for good.” Maybe, he and Josie WILL get the chance to do so when they’re older? Hopefully. Mordred had a grand time watching the match with his girlfriend. Ethan noticed the deep breaths that Josie was making…and the boy’s brows furrowed in concern. “Are you alright? Is something wrong?” Because…she can tell him things that bothers her, yeah?
Then it was her turn to worry. Merlin. They worry too much for each other, no? “No, I don’t need to go to the hospital wing…I’m not--” Whoa wait. Is she…touching the back of his head? Was she checking it out? WAS SHE TOUCHING HIS HAIR??! Ethan fought back the urge to squeal in happiness and bit his lips real hard. GOSH, JOSETTE. The blond boy was enjoying the moment, even THANKING Agatha for hitting him, because if not, this moment won’t be happening…but the moment stopped. What? NO! Don’t! Ah. Oh well. Ethan wondered why she’s apologizing though. “It still hurts…a bit…” A lie of course, just so he could get Josie’s attention, but wait! His gift!
“Never mind my head,” he started as he got out three parchments folded together. “Here. I wrote down the piece I played for you earlier this term.” He said as he handed the parchment to her. “If you remember, my mom composed it for me…as a practice piece, and now…I’m giving it to you as your practice piece.” Ethan beamed at the girl, feeling elated that he was able to share something that meant a lot to him.
Josie found herself feeling a little bit better as Ethan began to tell her about his cousin & how likes to visit during the matches. But he said it was a great feeling after leaving it for good. But the question was, was it really that great of a feeling though? She didn't know, but something inside of her felt like it would be a very difficult thing for her not to be here all time, especially when she graduates. BUT THAT YEARS AWAY, so no need to be getting upset by that at all either! Not even going to give it another thought nope. Just as she'd thought she was alright, Ethan had asked if she was alright. She quickly nodded,
"I-I am, it's just definitely scary to think about..not being here...I-I like this place...a lot..." It was definitely true.
"A-Are you sure? T-The plates here don't look very gentle..especially if it was against y-your head.." After touching his head she picked up one of the plates & gave a light tap on it once or twice coming to the conclusion that it felt like a blunt object that would definitely hurt somebody, so was Ethan really hurt & he was trying to pretend he was fine? AHA SHE WAS RIGHT! He'd told her it still hurt a bit! So just as she was about to gently turn his head to look for any kind of injuries, he'd suddenly changed the subject & told her to never mind his head. Doing as he'd said she'd brought her hands back down to her lap as she looked at him reach for something.
It was three parchments folded together. What were those? Was there some kind of a message on them or something? Was it a piece of homework he hadn't gotten to hand in to a Professor? Speaking of which, wasn't it a little late to try & do that now-OH wait, it was music. Not just any music, it was that beautiful arrangement he had played for her when they'd ventured into the Room of Requirement. The song that his mother had written for him specifically. And now he was giving to
her? She'd given a very shocked & puzzled looked as she took the three pieces of parchment in her hands. Josie couldn't find the words for a few moments, but then she cleared her throat as she made eye contact with him.
"I-I don't know about this..T-This is a beautiful piece..B-But it was written for you E-Ethan..A-Are you s-sure?" From what he'd told her about his mother & this piece of beautiful music, it seemed that this was something that would be very important to him, something that perhaps
he might only want to own.