Ethan grinned back at the new female student in Hufflepuff robes who gave him a smile and wave, and sent Oliver a fist bump on his shoulder when the first year Slytherin sat beside him. A salute and grin was given to Brooklyn when she sat near him too. Silent, and always calculating, as usual. Of course the older snake wasn’t bothered by this. She always seem to have a good reason for doing it so, anyway.

Moments later, the door to the MS Classroom was shut close, signalling the start of the lesson. Ethan took out his notebook and muggle pen out, and prepared to jot down some serious notes. The Slytherin found himself nodding here and there, agreeing to everything that Moxley said. All hard work should be paid by doing something fun, yeah? Like…study hard, and party harder? Yep.

Ethan raised his hand, waited for his turn, and offered his answer when it was his turn. “Shopping, I suppose? My mum and aunt used to do that after working on a joint project…” Well, that’s what his mum would tell him when she goes and meet up with his aunt…when they were both still alive, that is. The seventh year lowered his hand, and sunk back in his seat.