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Originally Posted by
hermygirl 
Hermy entered the garden, wrapped up warm in her winter cloak and Ravenclaw scarf. On her hands she wore fingerless gloves and a chunky blue bobble hat covered her hair and kept her ears warm. She smiled, looking at the unspoilt snow across the student gardens. Shame she was about to make footsteps in it to get to her plant.
On reaching her hybird, Hermy smiled. Although the bloom had gone, and the leaves had a lovely shaping and it was these Hermy had come to sketch as they poked through the snow. She sat down, not caring about gettng dapm through her thick coat, pulled out her sketchpad and quill and ink sand set to work. She wanted this to have the affect that n old botanical painting would have had.
Having missed seeing Hermy this morning, he decided to go see if she was checking on her plant. If nothing else, he could go see what it looked like, though he wasn't sure that he might recognize it.
As he approached the garden plots set aside for the students, he knew he didn't have to worry about that now. As the smile opened across his face, he hurried his pace to go to her. He walked up quietly to her and kneeled down wanting to see her work before he interrupted.