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Nabs 
"I'm Byron," he was staring straight at the potted plant as he said so, completely engrossed, "Byron Leblaireau." He poked the singing pumpkin gently with the tip of his wand, unfamiliar with the song it was humming, or the concept of a cartoon that made music.
"Anyway," he pocketed his wand and smiled at the little firstie, "what's your name?"
It was only polite to learn a person's name before one interrogated another regarding their pet/plants.
Harlow nodded as he told her his name. It wasn't as exotic as some of the other names she had heard.
"Quite a nobel name," she said. She was sure there was a king or two named Byron. She patted the dirt around MoMo's roots once he was covered from the roots down with the rick earth.
"How presumptuous you are to poke MoMo." she commented as the boy Byron pocketed his wand. MoMo wasn't going to do anything since he had been gentle but he didn't know that.
"I'm Harlow Riddle if it pleases you." she smiled. MoMo switched tunes to Beethoven's 5th symphony. It was Harlow's favorite music to write to.
"He likes you." she said as she turned to look at Byron. She pulled a little water gnome statute out of her purse and tipped him over MoMo's roots and a steady stream of water poured from the water gnomes watering can.