A smirk set upon his face, Cam slowly walked over to the greenhouses for the next lesson. Meeting with the BunBun again was not a good idea and remembered the library incident. He had to organize the books and organizing books were not his duty. It was a smart person's duty. Even though he considered himself to be smart, there were obviously some Ravenclaws that wanted to work in the library, right? Right.

"Lalalalaaaaa." While walking over to the greenhouse, he carefully checked himself. As a reminder from the last lesson, they were to be clean. Everything. That meant like a 1 hour bath to poor little Cam. His pruney hands from the shower and his almost-to-be-dried hair showed signs of how hard he had done for this classroom.

It was not for BunBun. It was for Slytherin. Hmph.

Not to mention that really nice girl, Willow who offered to give him a pack of those scented shampoo. He had a hard time not to continue sniffing the shampoo bottle while taking a shower. Yes, the only thing he liked about girls was their shampoo. Maybe there was a bit more than that but scented shampoo was paradise.

When was the time that he'd meet a girl that smelled like chocolate? He would love that.

So he walked into the greenhouse, still with that smirk upon his face which carefully turned into a frown. A sad frown because the pots were like, pink. Pink was a horrible color, so horrible that if Cam ever became the Minister for Magic he would ban all pink around the Wizarding World.

That'll do lots of good stuff.

To brighten his day, he actually flicked his hair like a rockstar would do while in the classroom. He flicked it to have the scent of his hair all around him. Now he smelled like lemon and jasmine and everything smelled like lemon and jasmine around him. Willow was awesome for giving a pack of it.

"I smell gooooood."

He skipped at a table and took a seat, eying the pink pot. Ew.