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It was definitely time to go back to his office and feed the bird. Lars had practically run all the way up to the second floor in order to a) get to his office and feed his canary and b) get away from those crazed shopaholics in the garden. But now he was just walking, because running up however many flights of stairs left him winded. He was not as energetic as most of these students, and he did not see any of them running up multiple flights of stairs.
And now he was just going to climb the rest of the stairs to his little office and dig out his sunflower seeds and--
Sunflower seeds. What sunflower seeds? Lars stopped in his tracks and searched his pockets for the bag of sunflower seeds--well, technically it was a bag of canary food, but it was mostly sunflower seeds, and it was good--which he had taken to carrying around with him.
His Yellow's canary food was gone.
Lars Svensson had to restrain himself from kicking something . He couldn't go back to his office now. If he went up there, Yellow the canary would expect some food. He would have to find some food first. Searching for his canary food was out of the question, because it had likely landed in the gardens outside. And there was no way Lars was going back out there. But perhaps he could scavenge up some replacements... ah, perhaps a student would have some seeds.
Alas! A student!
Lars shoved the contents of his pockets back into their pockets, added his hands, and strolled casually over to the first student he spotted. "Excuse me," Lars said to the girl. "You don't happen to have some...blueberries? Or sunflower seeds? Or... any sort of seed? Or canary food? Do you?"
The girl jumped at the man's voice. Who was he?! Sam had never seen him around before, and she was a Seventh Year! Ah scary word. Back to the problem at hand. This strange man wanted some sunflower seeds? That's weird. Unless! Maybe he was the new Herbology professor! Nah, that was only in her dreams. But he had to be some kind of a professor. Hopefully he wasn't the Transfiguration professor. She was already beginning to feel bad that she had missed it.
"Seeds? Sorry dude. I missed lunch." She replied. Wait. She just called him dude! Ack! Her mom would so kill her for being so disrespectable if she found out. Trying to redeem herself, she stood up straighter and said,
"What do you need seeds for, Sir?" Good Sam, good. Or maybe she should offer to get him some?
For being a Seventh Year, Sammy was really starting to feel like a First Year. She was surprised she wasn't trembling in her jeans yet. That's what First Years did right? Dang that was such a long time ago.
Realizing she was staring off into space, the Gryffindor blinked quickly and set her attention back onto the Man/Professor.
"Sorry. Dazed for a second. Do you want me to help you find some seeds?" she asked trying to be polite. That was polite right? Sam was so out of it today.