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Post by rose on Mar 26, 2008 21:32:00 GMT -5
__________________________________________________ Rose walked into the Herbology Greenhouse knowing that her marks in Herbology was one of her lowest marks. Like her mother, Rose got good marks but she still had those few subjects that she didn't do so good at. So she thought maybe she should try to earn some extra credit. It would bump that E to an O, just maybe, just maybe. It might not work but Rose was going to try. She didn't have any plans this certain day so she thought this would be a good day to go the Greenhouse to get extra marks.
Once Rose walked into the Greenhouse she could feel the humidity of the place. It was colder outside but the Greenhouse stayed warm. Rose didn't wear anything to skimpy but she did have a undershirt underneath her crochet sweater. She took off the light tan sweater off and threw it at a table before pulling out a quill and notebook. Her hair already in a ponytail made it easy for Rose to be cool and also so her hair wouldn't get in the way she was writing.
Rose walked around the Greenhouse as she wrote down a list on the most useful plants. She would have gone to the library but Rose felt that she wanted a hands on experience first so she went to the Greenhouse. She wrote down the names of the plants and the uses. Rose was getting bored as she reached a deep red rose. Roses were her favorite flower just because it was her name too! Her father called her 'Rosie' which was alright but Rose always just preferred Rose.
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Post by doggies01 on Mar 28, 2008 22:43:17 GMT -5
His feet moved surprisingly fast as he headed out towards the Green Houses, in hopes that Professor Longbottom had found the sketchbook that he had lost the other day. It was becoming his own personal curse, the forgetfulness, and like most curses it would get worse before it got better. It wasn't always like this which is why after he misplaced his drawings in Herbology class the rest of his day seemed out of its normal routine. But he was on his way to set things right.
As his robes flew behind him with the on coming wind he racked his brain for where he could possibly have left it. " Maybe by the puffapod... no of course not I wasn't working near them... This is dumb why did I lose it in the first place!" While trying to calm himself down one of Ben's hand leafed through his hair as he walked up the steps towards the Green houses. His steps held a confidence with a subtle hint of anxiety as he looked through the fogged glass in search of the Professor.
With his hand gripped tightly around the door handle Ben took a deep breathe, he didn't know why but it seemed like a good time to do so. Silently the handle turned and the Hufflepuff was through the threshold but he still had work to do. His big brown eyes showed a chaos that his body didn't as they flickered back and forth around the room in search of his black book with a slightly tattered ribbon holding it closed. " Just great! Knowing my luck some little 2nd year's picked it up and is ripping up all the pages right now," Although his spirit was bruised it was still in tact as his eyes took one last look around the Green house.
It wasn't until that second time around did Benjamin finally see the girl in front of him. His first instinct was to run and hide, but after seeing that he was a full 10 strides away from the door thought that running it would make him look even more ridiculous then he was. Instead he stood silent still trying to figure out if the girl he didn't know had seen him. " This is outragous, just stay calm and cool... just talk to her and try to explain," No one said Benjamin had the best reasoning but he certainly could make anyone confused. He quickly ran a hand over his face as if trying to wipe away his worries and breathed deeply unsure of how things would go. " The Rosaceae... nice choice, I'm more of a Bellis perennis man myself."
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