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Life started off complicated for young Eleanor Ross after being born to a muggle mother while showing her magical capabilities at an early age. Growing up in a household where her mot...
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With her trunk packed, Eleanor sat in the Great Hall, alongside Marnie on the Hufflepuff bench waiting for their time that the carriages would arrive and bring them to Hogsmeade Village. It had been mostly a quiet morning, Marnie had yet to say very much since the Third Task. She claimed to be fine, however, it was difficult for Eleanor to believe her best friend, especially when she heard Marnie crying in her sleep when she suffered from night terrors in the dorms that last few days. Eleanor could only imagine how traumatising it had been for Marnie to witness what she believed to be Cedric's dead body. She had gone from preparing herself to confessing her feelings to him to believing she was never going to hear his voice anymore.
Of course, they were both thankful that Cedric was fine. His latest letter that they had received the evening before confirmed that he had gone to St Mungo's by the request of his parents and the Healers found him to be in good health. It was a rarity to see Marnie cry as she always attempted to disguise most of her emotions with anger or disinterest, but Eleanor witnessed her cry over the letter.
"It's so weird without him here," Marnie finally spoke as they were preparing to leave the Great Hall to head to the Entrance Hall. "Even if he's not standing directly with us, he's always around, usually gossiping or something."
"I know, Marnie," Eleanor said, wrapping her arm around her friend's shoulders and pulling her into a side hug, "but it's just temporary. You read his letter, he said he's okay. He has the whole summer to rest up, we can visit him plenty. And before you know it, we'll all be back here for our seventh year and the corridors will be filled with Queenie's gossip once more. Nothing can stop him from acquiring Hogwarts' latest."
Marnie snorted, shaking her head even though she agreed that not even death could stop the Great Queenie from daily gossip. She was about to make a comment as they stepped outside until they were interrupted by someone calling Eleanor's name.
They turned around to see Doncho making his way over.
"Ellie," he said as he finally reached where they were standing, "I'm glad you're still here. I was worried that you had left already. I just wanted to say goodbye before leaving and thank you again for everything. Really, I can't thank you enough for helping me and Vidar. We owe you."
"No, you don't," Eleanor shook her head, "you don't owe me anything. I was more than glad to help."
"Right, and well, we both hope that Cedric recovers well," he continued, "I know he means a lot to you. To both of you. And the same goes for Harry, I hope everyone just takes the summer to relax, especially if what Dumbledore said is true about You-Know-Who. Do you believe what he said?"
"Even if I didn't trust Dumbledore," Eleanor said, "I trust Cedric and Harry with my life, so I do believe them."
Doncho didn't have much to say after that, only telling Eleanor and Marnie that he hoped they had a good summer before pulling Eleanor into a hug. He told her to write to him so they could stay in touch before departing.
