He'd gone to Hogsmeade to dabble in a thought experiment — was he ready to leave Wales? Elliot liked living at home, but it was rather far away from everything else he did, and it may be nice to keep his own space. He'd liked it when he lived at Hogwarts during the school year. He also certainly had the money.

Hogsmeade wasn't feeling as claustrophobic as it had once. Elliot still wasn't sold, but he had infinite time to decide — he hadn't confided this impulse in anyone yes. He was going to take the floo back to Wales when he heard his name in a familiar voice, and turned around.

Elliot grinned. "Skeeter!" he returned, brightly. "It's been too long." It was not as if the time span since they'd last seen each other was anyone but Elliot's fault — he was the one who'd left Hogwarts, after all. Still, he was delighted to have run into Skeeter while out and about.