 #5 astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf
The end of term was approaching and Derf was finding himself more and more reflective. It came with the territory of being 13, you know? He was that big FANCY word called a TEENAGER officially.
So it was with his usual box of woodlice in hand that he returned to the nursery to just have a chit chat with Picketta before the professor decided whether or not he was an acceptable bowtruckle handler and could keep her officially. Although, if the Hufflepuff was being honest, he felt that she had far more of a say in the matter and he was preeeeeeeeetty confident there, you know?
Approaching her tree - the NOT HER HOME TREE tree - Derf began making loud clicking noises to call Pickette to him. It really only took one loud click for her to be alerted to his presence, but he kept doing it anyway. Trying to remember the pattern she often made when speaking with him while they were out for a stroll around the grounds.
Grinning as she climbed immediately up his trouser leg, he carefully sat down and removed Scamander from his other pocket. At least the two of them were getting along just fine, so should things go well he did not have to worry about THAT. "I missed you too," he grinned as she stroked his face with her leafy pigtails - that was what he was calling them anyway. "You know...mum and dad are both herbologis-sts," he began casually as he sat down and helped her up to his shoulder. "Loads-s of plants-s and trees at home...I think you'll like it if I get the okay to take you home."
Not that he had not been sneaking her out of the nursery from time to time during the entire term...and was even bold enough the one time to have her in his pocket during a Care of Magical Creatures lesson.
Dragging the bowl of water and washcloth he had set to the side earlier in front of him, he gently dipped the gauze like fabric in the liquid and began gently stroking her leaves. "You know...plants-s-s used to make me want to s-s-secrete in my trous-sers...before I met you," he mused, keeping his voice low while he worked and applied just a little bit of pressure to try and get a dirt spot out that clearly her long fingers could not reach. "So like...I think that means-s you and me have a really GOOD and HEALTHY relations-ship, you know? Like...you help bring out good things in me and....uh...I keep you healthy and happy and fed."
Finishing up with her head leaves and gentle stroking her stick body with the wet cloth, Derf turned his head towards her with an affectionate grin...only to have her basically attack his face. But it was gentle...not like how she had attacked Natalie. But it was confusing because her little bowtruckle mouth was kinda sorta nipping at his? "Picketta?" he asked through taught lips. "Are you...kissing me?"
Which apparently the bowtruckle was because she let out a few chirps of delight.
This was really confusing.
First kiss, wet and salty because dolphin. Second kiss, er, dry and scratchy?
So he simply patted the bowtruckle on the head and kissed her little leafy greens back.
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