 Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb
Norah had already entered the greenhouse and grabbed the nearest student's hand before the smell of manure hit--no--assaulted her nostrils. She'd overlook it, though. There were much more important things to be concerned with, including PLANTS and super cool Professor Myers and PLANTS and meditating and PLAAAAANTS and the fact that she'd been in the classroom-ish thing for an entire 2.5 seconds and still hadn't said anything nice about a fellow student. "Olly has all the right priorities." She most certainly hadn't forgotten that time with the niffler, oh no. Cute and cuddly things were always a priority, even over breakfast foods, and even if said creatures had the potential to cause some pretty nasty injuries. It wasn't their fault, though. They couldn't help that they got excited about shiny things. Who wouldn't?
"Hi, Professor. I'm super excited for today's lesson." Hopefully it'd make up for the awful smell, which was making it much more difficult to keep smiling instead of wrinkling her nose. Being positive was a real live RULE though, and this was probably the only OWL she had a chance of doing well on so there was no use in disobeying.
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