"No worries. Just glad you are not hurt." Taking the Ravenclaw girl by the hand, Helios helped her to her feet.

Why was he being so polite? Why did touching Wednesday's hand not feel the same as Krissy's? This Kriss-Miss business was confusing.

He still felt the need to give a gift in return for the one he was yet to receive from the Gryffindor girl.

As close as he could get to nervous he quickly transfigured two drink glasses into glass roses. Couldn't go wrong with roses. Right? "Careful, might shatter." Sliding his wand back down his sleeve, the Greek boy handed a glass rose to Krissy, and even went as far as to hand another one to Wednesday who he had never met before.

The Kriss-Miss spirit seemed to posess him.