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TeafortheSoul · 09-20-2009, 02:33 AM

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Originally Posted by Cassirin

Copernicus let himself be pulled along to the student gardens, although he was more than willing to go wherever it was Celandine wanted. He could even ignore the stench of the moon calf dung and the fact that he was spending his first moments at Hogwarts volunteering to spread out CREATURE POO.

"Should we do a spot of weeding before putting out the dung? Look... no one's touched these plots all summer it seems."

Or maybe he could believe that he was spending his first moments at Hogwarts following Cela around like the sad little crup he was.

"We really should." Celandine agreed, frowning at the puffas and fluttas in particular. Bad weeds.

"I'll be right back." Cel turned on her heel and skipped past Copernicus, trailing her hand along his arm as she went.

It was only a few moments later that she returned with gloves for both of them, a couple gardening tools and a watering can all carried inside a bin she'd grabbed to dispose of the icky weeds in.

First thing Cela did once she'd put all of that down? Go kiss the puffapod flowers of course!

09-20-2009, 02:33 AM	#3 (permalink)
TeafortheSoul Formerly: Tegz Demiguise Join Date: May 2008 Location: Hobbiton Posts: 24,243 Hogwarts RPG Name: ??? Ravenclaw Hogwarts RPG Name: Ronnie Thurkell Gryffindor Seventh Year x12 x12	lives in a hobbit hole \|\| Ern and Touz's Nuzzle \|\| roflysst \|\| looking at a seed packet Quote: Originally Posted by Cassirin Copernicus let himself be pulled along to the student gardens, although he was more than willing to go wherever it was Celandine wanted. He could even ignore the stench of the moon calf dung and the fact that he was spending his first moments at Hogwarts volunteering to spread out CREATURE POO. "Should we do a spot of weeding before putting out the dung? Look... no one's touched these plots all summer it seems." Or maybe he could believe that he was spending his first moments at Hogwarts following Cela around like the sad little crup he was. "We really should." Celandine agreed, frowning at the puffas and fluttas in particular. Bad weeds. "I'll be right back." Cel turned on her heel and skipped past Copernicus, trailing her hand along his arm as she went. It was only a few moments later that she returned with gloves for both of them, a couple gardening tools and a watering can all carried inside a bin she'd grabbed to dispose of the icky weeds in. First thing Cela did once she'd put all of that down? Go kiss the puffapod flowers of course! __________________ love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you