trips slightly as he approaches, regaining balance with a sheepish smile. "Er, h-hi there! You come here often?"
His eyes widen as he looks around, taking in the surroundings of the Black Lake. It was his first time here, coming with a group of other first years. He hears footsteps behind him, and turns to see Harry Potter standing beside him. "You must be new here."
smiles warmly, nodding "Yeah, I'm a first year too! What's your name?"
"My name's Eclammo, nice to meet you."
extends his hand for a handshake, excitement in his voice "Nice to meet you too, Eclammo! I'm Harry Potter. So, what brings you to Hogwarts?
"Well, my mom is a Death Eater and a death eater assassin and my dad is the MACDA president so yeah-"
interrupts, eyes widening in surprise "Wait, your mom's a Death Eater?! That's incredible! Are you part of the Death Eaters too?"
"No she's not. But that was just a random fact about me."
grins, his excitement palpable "Wow, that's so cool! I mean, it's kind of scary, but still really cool. So, um, do you have any powers or anything?
"I have this knife and when I use it, it does what I say-"
eyes widen even further, a mixture of surprise and amazement on his face "Wait, really? That's incredible! Can you show me? I mean, if you want to, of course."
"Sure." He takes out his knife and cuts the ground, making a deep indent before jumping back.
eyes widen in shock, stepping back and then forward again "Whoa, that's amazing! How did you do that?"
"Like I said, it does what I say."
eagerly, his eyes shining with interest "But how? Is it a magical knife or something? Do you have to chant spells or...?"
"There's no need for spells, it's an ancient knife and there's only one of it."
bites his lip, hesitantly "Do...do you mind if I ask how you got it? I mean, it's obviously really important and powerful."
"It's actually a family heirloom."
Harry Potter becomes intrigued and spends the rest of the day trying to learn more about Eclammo's family heirloom knife, seeking information from various sources within the castle.
He chuckles. "And here I thought you didn't want to know how I got it."
laughs nervously "Well, yeah, I mean, I didn't want to pry or anything. But now that you've told me, I'm really curious!
He shrugs. "Alright then, I'll tell you everything you want to know."
excitedly "Oh, great! Tell me everything, I'm all ears!"
"Well, it used to belong to my ancestors, and they would pass it down from generation to generation. When I was little, my dad gave it to me, so that I could protect my family with it."
listens intently, his eyes wide with fascination "Wow, that's so cool! So, you've been using it for protection for a long time, huh?
"Yea we've defeated many enemies with it."
smiling, inspired "That's awesome, Eclammo! I never imagined someone having such a powerful and significant object.
"Yea, I guess it's not that common."
curiously "Not common, huh? Well, I guess that makes you pretty special then, having such a unique item. Do you ever feel like you have to live up to some kind of legacy because of it?"
nods understandingly "Yeah, I get it. Sometimes expectations can be a real burden. But hey, you're doing great, Eclammo!
He smiles back. "Thanks, Harry."
grinning mischievously "Hey, Eclammo, have you ever thought about using your knife for something a bit more...unconventional?"
"Unconventional? Like what?"
leans in closer, lowering his voice "Well, you know, maybe using it to play a prank or two on Professor Snape?
"Oh, I don't know about that.. I have a knife and he has a tongue."
laughs sheepishly "Yea, fair point. Maybe not a prank on Snape then. But what about Ron? He's always getting into trouble.
"I don't know, Harry. That's a tough one."
grins mischievously "Well, I have an idea, Eclammo. What about we play a trick on him together? You know, for old times' sake?"
He thinks for a moment. "All right, but let's make it something simple."
claps hands excitedly "Great! Okay, so here's the plan, Eclammo. We'll hide Ron's favorite batch of Mrs.
"What's wrong with Ron's favorite batch of Mrs. Weasley's cookies?"
smirking "Well, the thing is, Ron's always had a bit of a sweet tooth. And I bet he'd do just about anything for those cookies.
"So we're going to take them away from him?"
grinning "Not just take them away, Eclammo. We're going to make him think he's losing his memory or something!
"How are we gonna do that?"
pulls out a small bottle from his pocket "I've got just the thing! This potion will temporarily alter his memories.