Merlin, they were all so tiny! Except for Owen. Kid probably got a growth spurt at age 8.

Anyhow, the Slytherin beamed at everyone and gave them approving nods being excited and whatnot. Lucky they’ll have six more years of Hogsmeade fun! Speaking of almost graduating, Ethan turned to Ava as he scratched the back of his head. “I have to hit the books you know. Seventh year and all.” Which was great, and sucked at the same time. He loved being a senior student really, but his NEWT exam sucks the fun out of it.

“Oh, you guys were? Will you be meeting Zhenya today?” Ethan looked around them, wondering if his fellow ex-Slytherin was there. It would be great to catch up with her too, and maybe she’d give him tips on how to ace his own NEWT?

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Then there was Teddy. “I suppose you are well, my dear junior Watson?” Ethan’s grin turned into a frown as he eyed the gash on his leg, “Well, I suppose you are not entirely well.” The older student got a small tube from his pocket and offered it to Teddy. “This healing paste should do the trick. This has been tried and tested many times.” He said with an outstretched hand. How many times did his legs, arms, and head bleed from skateboard accidents, eh? He lost count.

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The Slytherin then turned to the Hufflepuff in the group with a chuckle. Hee-haw, eh? “No, you’re doing it wrong, Owen. It’s like this.” Ethan cleared his throat, and his face got all serious. “HEE-HAAAAAAAAAAW!!! HEE-HAAAAWWW!!!” Hehehehehe. “Yeah, hello to you too.” Ethan gave the kid a good slap on his arm, and threw his arm around his shoulder as he addressed everyone in the group. “Well, to answer everyone’s question, nope, I’m not waiting for anyone. I’m just about to get some supplies in the bookstore over there, and probably get something nice to drink.” He said grinning. “How about you lot? What’s the agenda?”