Herbology lessons were always weird, mostly 'cause Professor Myers was super weird himself. Emmeline had stopped having annnny expectations at all whenever she entered the appropriate greenhouse for a lesson, so she wasn't surprised to see all the biiig flowers and stuff everywhere. No, the only reallly shocking thing in the greenhouse was Professor Myers's costume 'cause he was dressed up as some Muggle metal person thing. And she couldn't see his face at ALL, which was creepy.

The second year was just in her normal school uniform today 'cause she hadn't really felt like putting a costume together. She'd been realllly busy constantly checking on all of her pets between lessons AND trying to solve the case of the Blood Bird. Emmeline wasn't really bothered by being costume-less, though; she figured that at least SOME other students would be in Hogwarts robes too, mhm.

But today was super different for the Gryffindor 'cause instead of arriving at the last possible minute like she usually did, she'd tried to be one of the first students here on purpose. See, she'd been wrestling with a super hard moral dilemma ever since she'd tried to sneak into Myers's office at night and lost looooads of points: redemption or revenge. After talking with several students -- mostly older ones, y'know -- she'd decided to go the redemption route. And and Miss Olivia P. had even sent her the best idea ever for how to accomplish this in her last owl: by writing a letter. Emmeline had drafted it reallly carefully in the common room last night, with several earlier drafts becoming food for the fire, and she finally thought it was okay. She meant what she'd written, and maybe he'd just think that she was trying to suck up to him or something, but she'd finally decided that that was the professor's problem if he did believe that. She was doing the right thing, mhm.

She had decided to include a chocolate frog with her letter too -- an awesome habit that she'd picked up from Derf. So the second year put on a bright smile and marched right up to Professor Myers in his creepy costume with a scroll bound with red ribbon and a chocolate frog attached (by being tied to the ribbon) in hand. She swallowed nervously as she got close to the professor, realllly wishing now that she'd chosen a different day to do this, and held out the letter tentatively: "Hiii, Professor. Ummm this is for you." Emmeline practically shoved the scroll and chocolate frog at the professor's hand and shuffled nervously from foot to foot. What now? Should she sit by the flowers? Stand there while he read it?

She was frozen in indecision really.