Originally Posted by Wenzlebug

She seemed rather solemn a while ago right when he wasn't yet interrupting(?) her. She seemed to be mulling over. Was she doing a ritual or something? You know, situated on the ground, solemn, alone... HAH. A ritual?! Silly thought, yes? Cedric dropped that 'silly' thought away as soon as it had come. He just thought it was... well, silly. But he just so wondered... what was Melanie doing here? Cedric liked trees a lot but that doesn't necessarily mean he liked trees and scary trees alike. And Whomping Willow, for one, is a scary tree; it chills you to the bone as its dead stiff branches and twigs sway to the gust of the wind, and create a somewhat discomforting sound. But of course, for he wanted to be a Herbologist, he would need to deal with trees or plants hideous in sight, pungent in senses.

What was he doing here? Cedric was shocked by that question, though his face bore no sign of shock or surprise. He thought she'd just ask him how are you or something more cordial. "Oh, I err.. not really sure," Cedric replied, casually. Right, answer a vague answer to a question of that sort. "How about you, Melanie?" And fire it back to its rightful owner.