Asher made his way out into the Kitchen Level corridor. There usually wasn't much traffic in the area, especially when most students were outside playing or relaxing in the common room.

Pulling his parchment out of his bag, Asher cleared his throat and began to practice his song.

"Dear Mr. Oakley, my sweet tree
Thank you for giving a branch to me
You gave of yourself a magical gift
I’ll try my best to see only good is done with

Dear Mr. Oakley, my magical tree
I came to you and you have helped me
I will make a gandr with your gift
And in my heart you will always be with "

He felt quite silly, but sang the thank you song a few times, making sure he had it memorized before he would sing it to his tree.