 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
37. Relashio
“This greenhouse houses more dangerous plants, doesn’t it, Esme?’’ fourth year Rachel asked her friend.
“Yes, it does but we can handle them.’’
Rachel smiled. She liked the confidence Esme had in them both. Still, she was clutching her wand. There were certain plants that liked to sneak up on students and she was not one that liked to be startled. Nevertheless, that warm, fuzzy and comforting feeling she felt whenever she was surrounded by plants crept over her.
“Let’s see what we can do to help out Professor Myers.’’
“I’ll get right on that.’’ Happily, Rachel began combing cautiously through the many vines. She tended to those that needed water, fertiliser or simply trimming. After some time, she peeled off her gloves to wipe her forehead. Unknowing to her, one of the vines had snaked its way up behind her and reaching for her dark brown hair. Feeling the pull, Rachel gasped. Then she was being pulled backwards. Oh no!
“Relashio!’’
The pressure from being pulled vanished. “Thank you, Esme! You saved me!’’
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