Ellie walked down the Hufflepuff table, levitating a very neatly wrapped package ten feet in front of her. Clearly she hadn't wrapped it herself. And clearly, she wasn't keen on being near it, because though it was large, it
was small enough to be carried in your hands. It just never touched Ellie's.
The hand not holding her wand was very noticeably out of sight, behind her back, twirling his other present between its fingers.
She let the
package down in front of the Head Boy, and very cautiously caught up. Her means of greeting was a squeeze on the shoulder and a kiss on the cheek.
"I'd prefer it if you didn't open that until you're back in your common room." Or otherwise far away from her.
"It was bad enough having it wrapped and locked in my trunk since Christmas." Nightmare bad.
Anyway,
"How're you?" She couldn't imagine Treyen being
too great. It was his last night here, after all. And he actually liked Hogwarts, for whatever reason. He willingly spent Christmas here, for Merlin's sake.
....Oh, hi, Alyssa. Ellie smiled at the younger girl. ...She probably wasn't helping.