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Zara H. Bunbury-Foster
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Ah, at last! It was midnight and the first guests were arriving - finally.
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Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01  Chris Potter walked down the little lighted path to the wonderful area that Bunbury had set up for the little part/lesson thingy she had planned. He walked up to her and smiled. "Good evening Professor Bunbury, you did a great job decorating. It looks very nice around here." he said nodded apreciatively. "Why thank you, Prefect Potter," Bunbury greeted the Gryffindor with a smile. She had put some time into it, so it was nice to be appreciated.
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Originally Posted by Leeness Varius had never been to a garden party before. Probably due to the lack of garden his apartment had at home and because such things always seemed too formal for a twelve year old. However, this was a party held in a school - it was made for students, yes?
He made his way down the pretty path, admiring the pink candles. When he reached the end of the path where the pond was situated, he noticed the Herbology Professor. Smiling, he greeted her having decided to forgive her for the gillyweed maze stunt. "Hello Professor Bunbury, pretty plants." Varius "Hand Biter" Tipps was here, was he? Hmm. "Thank you for noticing, Tipps," she nodded at the boy. Hopefully he wouldn't try anything with any of her plants.....
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Originally Posted by Whitterz Torin walked down the lighted path and was amazed by how pretty everything looked. When he reached the pond he said, "hello, Professor Bunbury. You did a great job of decorating everything." He looked around him and spotted the same boy who had been with him in the greenhouses that time. EEEEEKSTALKER!Kane! Where was Marcus to hide behind when Annie needed him?!
"Erm, thanks, Mr. Kane," the professor muttered in reply to the boy. Hopefully someone else would come along to distract the boy...
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Originally Posted by Sneakeh Cat She wanted to run over there and start stuffing her face with food, but she fought the urge to do that. Slowly walking over to the white table with chairs, she kept eying the food table. FoodFoodFoodFoodFoooood. Midnight eating was always a good thing. She sat down at one of the white tables that no one was sitting at. Taking her eyes off the food table, she looked over at Bunbury who was sitting on a pink bench. "Good...night Professor," she said. Okay. That sounded like she was going to go to bed. "Uh, hello, Professor," she corrected herself. That sounded better.
Spotting Torin, she waved her hand at him. "Yooo hooo. Torin!" She called out. "Come sit with me." She pointed towards the seat next to her. Even though she sat at an empty table, didn't mean she wanted to sit by herself forever. Psssh. It would be nonsense to sit at an empty table during a garden party! "Good morning, I suppose you could say, Miss Upstead," she turned to the Slytherin with relief. AHA. Good, she was going to talk to Torin and keep him away from Bunz.
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Originally Posted by Lowlow How in the world did he end up here?
Putting his finger up his nostril to pick his nose, Willie wondered of how he ended up here in this garden. It was dark for one thing. Did someone turn off the sun? Could the sun be actually turned off? Questions such as this echoed through the head of this child. Yes, echoed.
Taking out his finger, he managed to get out a big booger. Statisfied, Willie examined it for a few moments before he flicked it, wickedly grinning as it landed one of Bunbury's plants. Turning his head, his curls following him, he stared at the people around him.
"Oiii, anyone be knowin' what'th goin on?" Anastasia blinked as a somewhat lost-looking, booger-picking boy appeared suddenly in the gardens.
"It's... well it's a garden party, dear," she answered him with her head tilted. And he looked like he wasn't the only lost one if that Ravenclaw was any indication.
Anastasia leaned forward off her bench to squint at the boy a bit more closely... he kind of looked too tiny to go to Hogwarts. *GASP* What if he WAS lost? Maybe he was one of the villager's children from Hogsmeade!
"Do you go to Hogwarts, m'boy?" Bunbunz wondered out loud, still staring at the booger-picker curiously. Surely he didn't because no REAL student would DARE to flick a boogie at her plants....
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Originally Posted by Monkey Princess "Evening Professor!" he said happily as he walked up to where others were and crossed his arms taking a deep breath. He looked at the tables full of food his stomach automatically emptying and soon he was starving. Mouth watering he turned back to Bunbury and tilted his head. "Ello William," she greeted the Ravenclaw by still staring at Booger Boy.
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Originally Posted by Faerilicious Ignoring the disgusting boy, she'll have to make sure to stay away from him and eat nothing he touched, Sabrina walked towards the Professor, a little excited. "Professor, is this a ... party?" A PARTEH! Noticing another (lost-looking) student wander up, Anastasia nodded at the girl's excitement.
"Yes, it IS a party! A plant party, you see. We'll wait for some more guests before the festivities really begin."
Hehhehe by "festivities" she meant a mini-lesson, of course, but there was food so maybe the kids would pay attention for once.
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Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah Oh yea...his bowtie was huge! And, multi-coloured. But, when was he going to get the chance to wear it again, really. He was at least in part, a little dishevled, with a suit that had been tailored at his wifes' insistance, but that nonetheless for the way he whipped himself into it, had a crookedish sort of look to it. No matter. He'd straighten it out in a bit. Right now, he did not care to be late to Professor Bunbury's garden gala. He walked slowly through the darkness until the light from the tealights was good enough to see his hand in front of him, and he picked up a joyous sort of step, carrying a gift of fine elf made '47 for the lovely Herbology Professor.
"Professor Bunbury!" He called covivially to the redhead sitting upon a rosey bench beyond the ginormous lily pads. "Don't you look lovely, m'dear." And it would be correct. "What's the occassion?", he asked wondering out loud. "Professor Kapoor!" the redhead cheerfully returned her coworker's greeting, ridiculously pleased to see another adult here. "Thank you, thank you... and what a.... ah..." she had to find the right word, "what a unique bowtie you have there! Lovely. What is in the bottle, may I ask?"
She quirked a brow and then repeated her purpose. "It's a GARDEN PARTY! To celebrate some special plants, you see." Or he would see, soon enough.
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Originally Posted by aussiegirl The chocolates he had ordered from Paris, had finally arrived and Marcus couldn't contain his excitement. It took all his self control not to dig and stuff his face with them but he had heard Annie, was holding a garden party and he didn't want to go in there on a sugar high.
He made his way down to the party trying to appear casual but kept fidgeting in his suit. It wasn't often that he dressed up like this but he knew Annie, liked to dress up and so he thought he would make the effort.
Marcus entered the tent with a box of her favorite chocolates under his arm and weaved his way through the tables in search for her. He waved and smiled to the kids that were already there. Wow she had done a really good job decorating the place, but she was always good like that. Hmm...where was she? Spotting a rather dashingly dressed figure from afar - and the BLUEBOXOFCHOCOLATESQUEEE in his hand - Anastasia started beaming again.
"Maa---ahhh, Professor Lawson, come join us by the pond!" she called out with a little wave toward her pink bench.
Maybe she should have set out more chairs - but they were going to look at the blooming water lilies, after all, and then she could always find more seats.
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