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kayquilz 
Paul didn't think any less of Damien. It was just a funny little thing was all. Could have happened to ANY of the students, especially since they hadn't focused on these particular trees recently. He could see Damien turning red, though, and patted his shoulder. "It's okay. I would almost claim this tree has such a misnomer...really."
He smacked one of the needle-leaves away as it had begun to try to curl around his wrist, and he put an arm around Damien, pulling him away from the trees. "Well, since I just saved your life--I think that you could do me a little favor?" he asked, softly but in a teasing tone, since of course, the boy hadn't been in any REAL danger at all.
"What were you doing in here, anyways, m'boy? Homework? Relaxing? For fun?" he didn't think Damien was all that into Herbology though, at least from classes and homework and stuff. Paul still appreciated all the effort. He knew what it was like to participate in a class that you just did NOT feel like dealing with. Ugh. It had always been Ancient Runes for Paul
The greenhouse was smelled so fresh today, didn't it? Paul was taking it all in...
There were needles crawling all over him, tiny, prickly needles that were tickling his skin and he was dying to itch and run to the showers, but he felt slightly obligated to stay a bit after all that screaming nonsense and the yelling at Myers thing. This was the least Gryffindor moment of his life and Damien knew that very well, thank you, very much. "Uh... Yeah.. Maybe you should put a little disclaimer... " Damien said, taking out his wand and doing a quick, but unsatisfying scourgify on his hair and clothes.
since I saved your life and all... a little favor...
Damien glanced at the Professor, a feeling of foreboding was settling in the back of his head at his words. "Uh... Yeah, okay, Professor." He replied, flicking off some more little needles. He didn't actually owe the man, but Damien wasn't about to say no, that would be uncool and honestly, he was still a little ticked at Myers, but he wasn't going to be a jerk.
"Homework, sir. Transfiguration and potions essays." Both had been giving him more trouble than they were worth, but he needed a well balanced resume for... well, whatever he ended up doing. "What do you need me to do, sir?"