Drop in the Ocean

Ethan was still lying down his hospital bed. As Madam Pompfrey nursed him, he wondered what happened to Celeni. Harry Potter defeated the Heir of Slytherin, none other than He-Who-Must-Not-Be Named. He looked at the other beds there, two beds from him was Penelope and a bed away from Penelope was Hermione. They still looked weak from the attacks. Ethan stared at mid-air and wondered what Celeni was doing in the Muggle World.

“Probably studying for her O.W.L.s.” A voice said.

Ethan looked up and saw Madam Pompfrey. “Excuse me?”

“You’re wondering what your girlfriend is doing? I can see it in your eyes. Here, this might cheer you up!” Madam Pompfrey handed him a letter.

“Thank you very much!” Ethan got the letter out of her hand, and read it. As he was reading the letter, his faced suddenly beamed with happiness because he received a letter from Celeni. He was very much overjoyed that he felt strong again. He wanted to write her back, but how? His body was not fit for it yet.

Ethan got out of bed and went to the Great Hall. He was to go back to the Hospital Wing though, he was just there to meet with some of the teachers and the headmaster, and probably have breakfast.

Before he opened the large door and saw Harry Potter and Ron Weasely with their trunks.

“Are you going back home?” Ethan asked.

“Why yes. We will be back next year though! We’re still alive!” Ron said.

“Unfortunately, Lockhart won’t be here next year.” Harry said.

“Unfortunate? Luckily you mean!” The three of them laughed, and soon Dumbledore came.

“Mr. Bloom, I’m glad that you feel better. You are staying here for a while, until you feel much more better!”

“Oh, thank you Headmaster.”

“You can go to the Great Hall and have some breakfast.”

Ethan went to the Great Hall, when he opened the great door, he saw Oliver Wood with Professor McGonagall.

“Now Wood, take care of yourself! Study hard too. I don’t want you to turn into a jewelry box or anything else for that matter. I want us to win that Quidditch Cup next year!”

“Not while I’m still Captain!” Ethan smiled at the both of them.

“Mr. Bloom, you’re feeling better I suppose? Oliver is going to go back to his home; apparently he had to stay, because of some technicalities. Anyway, you’re going to join us for breakfast?”

“Yes I will Professor. I’ll just accompany Oliver to the exit.”

“Very well then.”

Oliver got his trunk and Ethan walked with him. They did not really talk to each other. First of all, they get to each other’s nerves because they are both team captains of their houses. Both of them shared in one cause though: defeat Slytherin! They did not talk to each other much, until they reached the exit.

“Well, I have to go!” Oliver said.

“Yes, well see you next year.” Ethan said.

“Err-thanks for accompanying me.” Oliver said, with his hand extended.

Both of them shook hands, and just when Oliver was about to go Ethan asked him a favor.

“Umm… Oliver, I hope that we can be friends too, just like with Joyce and Celeni.”

“That’s a start!”

“Let’s just be enemies in Quidditch ok!” Ethan smiled.

“Alright, see you next year!”

“Wait, before you go, can I ask you to do something? I mean, I really want to be friends with you…but can I just ask a favor?”

“As long as its not letting you win in Quidditch, it’s ok.” Oliver gave a smirk.

“Well, my hand is still sore and I want to write back to Celeni. I was wondering, can you write what I’ll dictate?”

“Don’t you think she’ll like it better if it was really your handwriting?”

“Do you think that I should just wait until she gets back here in Hogwarts to tell her how I feel?”

“I’m not really good at that…” replied Oliver.

“Well, maybe I should just wait, so that I can tell her verbally. Have a safe trip Wood!”

“Bye Ethan and good luck with Celeni!” Oliver waved him good-bye.