Ewan couldn’t help but smile as he entered the vicinity of the bonfire, memories of his child hood flashing before his eyes. Holding his hands out towards the flames, he stared into them for a moment before looking around properly for the first time. “Hey Professor Wayland, How are you?” Ewan called over as he walked towards the Professor and the rather large supply of sticks and marshmallows. Picking up a tick at random and a marshmallow, he pierced it and shoved it into the fire, eyes at the ready to remove it before it burned. Walking towards the fire now, he gave a tentative smile and wave at the two other students who were already, not really knowing them all that well.