Ewan needed the food to grow? Wasn't Ewan like 7 ft something, thought Noah. Ok, ok, perhaps he was exaggerating and the boy was only a foot taller but whenever Noah stood next to him, he felt so tiny and small. Noah was only 5'8 currently which he was sorta tall for his year but still... He longed to be taller. Didn't every boy?

Holy mother of Hippogriffs? Ewan must have been a sidekick! Cause the boy read his mind. How did he KNOW he was going to say ballet? Act cool, Nam. Act cool. Noah remained calm, collected, and cool as a cucumber in this moment while he internally panicked about how Ewan would react. Most boys at his previous schools had joked about him being too girly when he had mentioned it so when he HEARD Ewan's comments on it he just... Noah became very soft and touched. Really touched. Ewan knew his stuff. Dancing WAS hard. "It was.." he said softly, offering Ewan a small smile. He did CLIMBING? "Climbing... that takes a lot of muscle. Do you do bouldering?" Noah picked up his first pancake and began munching. Mhmm... These were absolutely delicious and kind of reminded him of the pancakes his mother had made.

Noah listened to Ewan as he happily chewed on his pancakes. Hanging out with friends was the best? Yeah, it was. "I have enjoyed making new friends.. I don't know my roomies too well...They're nice.. but my best mate is from a different house so sometimes I wonder if I was sorted in the right house, y'know? Did you ever wonder if you were sorted into the right house?"