Walking down to the lake now, his hood up and a wide smile on his face, Ewan couldn’t help but feel rather happy. His usual rucksack on his back, he slowly walked, enjoying the last of the sun before winter really got into full swing.

Spotting Daniel now, cross legged looking at the lake, he couldn’t help but smirk a little at his obvious fear of sports. Sports was something that came natural to Ewan, especially muggle sports. He’d spent so long playing them at home that there was no other way he couldn’t be good at them. It was one of his passions. Waving at the boy as he approached now, he sped up a little, eager to start. “Hey bro, you ready for this?”. He offered his hand out to the boy, ready to pull him onto his feet.