 Drabble 1: Herbology
Barty sighed. It was his first lesson of his 7th year. Herbology. Not only did he hate it but his father had forced him to study it. “I’ll get my revenge on you father,” he thought, “Well after I have joined the Dark Lord.” He smiled to himself.
“Welcome 7th years,” the Herbology professor said, “Hurry into the greenhouse, we have work to do.”
Barty trudged along behind everyone else. On time wasn’t usually his style. But neither was doing what the teacher said.
“Right today we shall be feeding the Venomous Tentacular.”
Finally something with his kind of style.
__________________ It looks like I'm not ginger after all
Charlie Tudor - 1st Year Slytherpuff |