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SilverTiger · 10-25-2016, 01:13 AM

It figured that a Gryffindor would request it be cooler inside the greenhouse. Not that Brooklyn had wanted it to stay stifling. In fact she did appreciate that it was much more bearable in the dome, even if there was still slight heat coming from the plants. She had stayed quiet during the discussion portion, by choice as usual, although she had slid her gloves on almost at the very second they had been told they were going to be repotting yet again, or in this case just potting. She wasn’t getting any dirtier than she had to, even if they hadn’t been told not to forget to wear gloves. That hadn’t been something she had to be reminded of.

She had continued to watch the fiery roses even as she had gotten up to retrieve a pot, returning to her original seat to set it down before approaching the roses. Choosing a bush, she flicked her wrist to loosen her wand from its holster before silently casting Aguamenti and sending a stream of water to douse the flames. Now she could transfer the bush safely, but first she had to loosen the soil enough to take the plant out correctly. She hadn’t neglected the instruction to keep the roots intact.

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SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,193 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Gryffindor First Year Gryffindor First Year Gryffindor First Year x5 x3	Post 1 Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict It figured that a Gryffindor would request it be cooler inside the greenhouse. Not that Brooklyn had wanted it to stay stifling. In fact she did appreciate that it was much more bearable in the dome, even if there was still slight heat coming from the plants. She had stayed quiet during the discussion portion, by choice as usual, although she had slid her gloves on almost at the very second they had been told they were going to be repotting yet again, or in this case just potting. She wasn’t getting any dirtier than she had to, even if they hadn’t been told not to forget to wear gloves. That hadn’t been something she had to be reminded of. She had continued to watch the fiery roses even as she had gotten up to retrieve a pot, returning to her original seat to set it down before approaching the roses. Choosing a bush, she flicked her wrist to loosen her wand from its holster before silently casting Aguamenti and sending a stream of water to douse the flames. Now she could transfer the bush safely, but first she had to loosen the soil enough to take the plant out correctly. She hadn’t neglected the instruction to keep the roots intact. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥