 be curious, not judgmental
After her nice little spiel, Sophie got a.. "plants are brilliant little guys" out of the professor.
Professor pls.
An amused smile playing upon her lips, Sophie let that be all on the topic and turned her attention to the blackboard as students spoke and plants' needs were added to it. Yes, yes, all things she already knew, simple things, nothing worth writing down. Good for the new kids, less exciting for a seventh year, but useful all the same.
Composting was a... fun topic, really, and Soph started to raise her hand to offer up something to the discussion... until Norah Kittredge started talking, and the Head Girl's hand went down.
Sweet Merlin. That was... the most Sophie Brown-like spiel Sophie Brown had ever heard. Could... um... Norah get some house points for that? Could Soph suggest that to Myers? Would he get mad? Probably. Would he get mad if she started CLAPPING for Norah? Probably. But there she was, marveling over the Hufflepuff prefect and hoping with bright, shiny eyes that her friend got the praise she deserved... until she became aware that she COULD reward Norah, at which point she hurried to retrieve a flower and delivered it to the Hufflepuff with a bright smile.
"That was brilliant." And back beside Rooney she went.
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