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Two things had had the second year petrified with terror since her stepped into the greenhouse. The first being that he had no idea what lacrimoneous meant and the other being the tree itself. While he had just recently admitted in his Infant Creature journal that he WAS warming up to the idea of plants and trees, he was still long ways off from accepting. Being comfortable around them was still, well, it was a long ways off. It also did not help that when Dark Lord Myers spoke the Hufflepuff COMPLETELY misheard the name of the tree.
WEAVING WILLOW.
DEATH WAS UPON THEM ALL!
It was one of mum's favorite flesh eaters - although mum favored them in general - and Derf could just feel the secretion forming in his trousers as his bright blues STARED at it while the professor spoke. The myth went entirely in one ear and out the other, the Hufflepuff retaining a b s o l u t e l y nothing. Could he cast Incendio? He suddenly forgot if he COULD and was suddenly wishing he were by Dora because she was like really REALLY good with fire magic. Alas, however, as he was currently opposite of where the older Gryffindor was.
So while the man talked some more and probably asked the class something,
Derf went through his enchanted suitcase until he found the helmet he had taken off one of the suits of armour earlier and quickly slipped it on his head.
At least now his head would be safe, right?
Could he please drop Herbology now?
He also edged his way closer to Althea - who he had been close to already - because she had TOTALLY saved and protected him during last class. Hello older Hufflepuff lady. You now had a Derf attached to you. Hi.
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