The Greenhouses

[BanaBatGirl]

The once somewhat dirty, dusty, and dusky greenhouses now shine and sparkle clean and pristine. Six of the large buildings are situated on the Hogwarts grounds and during your time at Hogwarts you may have class in every one - with the exception of Greenhouse Six. Six is locked and has been transformed into Professor Bunbury's personal garden and experimentation area. You will most likely never see the contents of that greenhouse, nor can you even peek inside past those magically tinted windows!

Greenhouses one through three, however, are currently open to student aid and experimentation - with your professor's supervision, of course. Feel free to tend to the Venemous Tentaculas in Greenhouse Three and watch out for the Devil's Snare in the Greenhouse One!

If you traipse through each greenhouse, you will identify almost every sort of magical plant that has ever been taught at Hogwarts. Bubotubers, puffapods, fanged geraniums.....and that's not even mentioning the assortment of Muggle flowers in Greenhouse Two! Your professor keeps Greenhouse Four locked as it contains her collection of plants from around the world - no doubt an interesting subject you may wish to explore if you have a green thumb. Greenhouse Five is may be opened later in the term for more advanced students, if Bunbury feels you have the aptitude...

Each greenhouse has shelves and racks of tools and a large cabinet in the corner containing any other necessities you may need. Don't forget to add to the compost pile behind the greenhouses, and help yourself to some fertilizer while you're back there!

[Hawken Terrell]

"So," Cale said opening the door and stepping into the greenhouse. He held the door for Tobi to follow him in. "I think Professor Bunbury's got any Doogan's Dragon Dung fertilizer? It's the best there is and I could sure use a nice big pail of it." He looked around the clean greenhouses whistling as they walked down the row of flutterby bushes which twittered and waved at them as they passed by.

[druidflower]

Why why WHY do I come along for these stupid adventures? Tobi wondered.

"I'm going to get eaten by some carniverous plant," Tobi whined. "Why would you want to grow your plants any bigger?"

He trudged along behind his friend. Cale had accosted him during his meal and persuaded him to help heave a bucket of fertilizer back to the seventh floor for him.

"Besides, if you let another plant get big, it might attack you." He coughed, "Again."

[Hawken Terrell]

Cale spun around holding up one finger. "Shut it!" He gave his friend a glare that Tobi would most likely ignore. After all, Tobi was a good foot taller then him and Cale barly came to the boy's shoulder. To the average onlooker, the scene of Cale Thornton yelling at Tobi Avalon would probably be quite amusing.

"I didn't say I was trying to get anything to grow big... I just want it to grow healthy. Besides," He turned down another row of plants and found himself walking along the mundane ginger plants. "Robin's been a little brown around the edges. She could use some perking up."

[druidflower]

Tobi tried not to laugh at his short little friend, a prefect, in the miniature, shouting up at him and trying to look intimidating. "Sorry mate, let's get on with it." Ah yes, the demon daffodil. The one that honked, heralding doom and destruction for all. Creepy blighter.

"Can't have Robin decaying," Tobi added, forcing enthusiasm into his voice.

You know, last time I checked, plants fell under the heading of perishable.

[Hawken Terrell]

"She's not decaying Tobi," Cale sighed as he turned down the last row to the supply cupboards. "She's just - tired and in need of some fresh nutrients." Probably should repot her now that I'm thinking about it. Cale thought as he opened the door.

"Mmm...Peter Peaternman's Potting Peat..no no..." he pushed around bags and disappeared half way into the cupboard as he searched for the fertilizer.

[druidflower]

"So you're getting stinky subtances for a spa day for your plants?" It kind of made sense actually. Tobi poked under one of the counters in search of a more putrid and thus more effective brand of fertilizer. He let his nose be the judge.

"Blarg!" We have a winner! Tobi grabbed the offending bag and jumped out from under the counter, cracking his head on the way back up. "OUCH - Ruddy HELL! Gwydion's Guaranteed Growth Guano?"

[Hawken Terrell]

"Oooo," he leaned over and looked at Tobi's scalp as the boy was still bent over holding his head. "That'll leave a mark won't it?" He glanced at the bag. "Nope, I need Doogan's Dragon Dung fertilizer. Qqwydion's will make my plants grow like weeds. Don't need that, just need to give them a little boost."

[druidflower]

To Tobi, there wasn't really any distinction between a weed and any other magical plant. It was a mystery to him why they were fertilizing them at all, couldn't they just be Darwinian about it? Or maybe leave it up to the fates, Que Sera Sera?

He dropped the fertilizer and carefully backed out of from under the counter, massaging the lump that was sure to be at the back of his skull soon.

"Picky aren't we?" he said testily.

[Hawken Terrell]

"Yep," Cale said turning back to the supply cupboards. "Just like you are. You wouldn't put clove in a pumpkin pie would you? Nope." He disappeared behind the large wooden doors still searching for the Doogan's Dragon Dung fertilizer. "Can't use supplies that doesn't go with the project. Popsicle sticks won't hold up a mine now will they."

[druidflower]

"But you do put cloves in Pumpkin Pie, that's what makes it toasty orange instead of bright orange... " but Cale had dived into a closet, renewing his mission. Tobi sighed. Lost cause...

"Any luck?" he asked resigned to the fact that Cale had herbology tunnel vision.

Was this dung so special that it needed to be hidden or something? What could be so special about excrement anyway? But then, in the magical world, Tobi had learned, most mundane things were special, even waste...

[Hawken Terrell]

"Seriously? Clove in pumpkin pie? How peculiar. I thought it was pumpkin mushed up in a crust." Cale was completely oblivious to whatever made up the food he ate.

"Ah ha!" Cale emerged with a bag of fertilizer. "It's not very big now is it?" He said holding it up for Tobi to see. "I should get two just to be the safe side." He tossed the five pound bag into Tobi's arms and dived in for a second bag.

[druidflower]

If Tobi had been ready for the bag of fertilizer, it wouldn't have been anything. He hefted more weight than that on a daily basis. Five pounds. Put it into perspective - five pounds of butter at the grocers is a corner of a basket and weighs about as much as a squirming puppy.

It's that Tobi was still rubbing the back of his head and Cale, though he's a short little thing, by virtue of the fact that he is NOT what one would call a natural athlete threw the bag somewhat incorrectly, he threw it high.

It would have gone into Tobi's arms if he had been using them to shield his face.

WHACK!

"OW!-" A string of colourful metaphors erupted from Tobi's mouth and he was profoundly glad in that moment that his mother was several hundred miles south. "-CALE!"

[Hawken Terrell]

Cale jumped knocking his own head into the shelf above where he was rummaging. The sound of Tobi's bellow shook the panes of glass in the roof of the greenhouse. "Jimmeny Crocket's cocker spaniel! What Tobi?!" He turned around slowly rubbing the back of his own head. Great he sighed. Like I don't already have enough bruises.

[druidflower]

"What?" Tobi repeated. What? You threw a bag of POO at my face you DUMMY!

"You just nailed me in the EYE with your precious fertilizer!" Seemed like a better way to put it. Maybe not a whole lot better, but it was the best he could do. He leaned down to pick up the bag. Luckily for both of them it was unscathed, though Tobi had the distinct familiar feeling that his right eye was swelling. Familiar because Caroline had a really good right cross.

[Hawken Terrell]

"I didn't throw it at your face. I tossed it into your arms. Not my fault you weren't paying attention man." He gave Tobi a funny look. "I think you need to have your attention span looked at. I wonder if Nurse Brooks-Byron has a potion for that."

[druidflower]

You need to have your priorities readjusted, Tobi thought petulantly. Maybe the Nurse can do that while she's at it....

"I'm not setting foot in that hospital wing right now even if I come down with dragon pox!" Tobi vowed. "Too many hypochondriac firsties who think they actually HAVE dragon pox, or whatever else... narcolepsy, rapid-aging syndrome, Merlin-Knows-What-Else."

[Hawken Terrell]

"Come off it man," Cale said reaching down for the bag of fertilizer on the ground. He gave Tobi a look then plopped it back into the man's arms. "The Medi-wing isn't that bad this time of year."

"No matter," Cale said brushing off Tobi's concerns about the medi-wing almost to easily considering his mate's eye was changing to a nice tinge of purple as he spoke. "I'm sure there's a potion book in the library that we could find and make you some."

[druidflower]

"You would want to go to the library," Tobi jeered. He tried to raise his eyebrows suggestively, but it hurt, so he stopped.

He didn't know if the other guys knew, but Tobi had at least noticed Cale's preoccupation with Madame Angela Kohan.

"Trust me, mate, before you go chatting up the librarian, you might want to at least ditch the dung."

[Hawken Terrell]

"What's wrong with the librar-" He stopped standing up with another bag of fertilizer in his hands. "I don't know what you're talking about. I don't "Chat" up the Librarian." Mostly because the librarian was too busy to talk to him, not from his lack of trying. A slight flush rushed up into Cale's ears but he hefted the bag of fertilizer onto his shoulder. "Common mate, let's get these up to my common room and then we can get some food. I'm starving."

And maybe I can wash up a bit before going to the library to look for that potion book. Perhaps Tobi did have a point about the smell.

[druidflower]

Check and Mate! Tobi smiled the smile of the triumphant. Tease me about my non-relationship with Aggie, will you?

Tobi headed for the door. "Whatever you say, Cale. I hear it's steak and kidney pie for lunch."

[itsjustjesse]

Aura walked into the greenhouse, holding a plant that was far to tall to see above and taking one bad step into a bucket managed to wake the plant--which happened to be from the same family as the mandrake except it was more mature and didn't rupture your eardrums...the plant falling out of the bucket landed on her head covering her head-to-toe with mudd. "Bloody, sorry...that was absolutely hillarious." She laughed and quickly taking her now muddy foot out of the bucket cleaned up the mess before quickly running out to tell the Proffesor about the mistake.


-------a little while later----------


Aura raninto the green house quickly grabbing the broom she began to sweep the floor quickly before casting a spell that made the piles of soil lift themselves up and go into the correct spots. She quckly grabbed the mop and began cleaning the floor off making it nearly sparkle, feeling awfuly generous she mopped some more, seeing as she actually was a strange girl who liked moping floors. She smiled, at her work as the place looked far cleaner than it had when she had entered. Casting a quick spell on her clothing that cleaned all of the mess up and made it so that everything of her clothing had no more marks of dirt on it. Cleaning her hair off she smiled at her work. "Now to tell Professor BunBury that I have finished!"

[BanaBatGirl]

Professor Bunbury marched out to her greenhouses, prepared to face the worst possible mess this girl could have created. She tapped her wand in her hand menacingly, her heels making click-clack-click-clack sounds on the glass floor.

"What's this?" she muttered, noticing two tracks of footprints leading to and from the cabinet where she stored fertilizer. "Hmm, that won't do." Annie shook her head and walked past them. The students would have to clean that up of course.

She continued her inspection of the cleanliness of her greenhouse, noting a shiny spot that had obviously been recently mopped. That must be where that Claw made a mess, Anastasia thought, nodding as she spotted no dirt anywhere. Too bad the child had forgotten to put away her mop and broom.

Bunbury crossed her arms and waited there for the students to file in. There was just a bit of cleaning they could do for her. Just a bit.

[TeafortheSoul]

Cela had been much too intimidated to visit the greenhouses last term (and she didn't want to accidently mess with something she had no idea about); but this term she figured it was safe enough to have a look. She had parchment and quill with her and intended to draw some of the plants and label them up to see if she remembered all the bits that were covered last term. Her scorpion was down her top and her pygmy puff was on her shoulder.

She opened the door and stepped inside, pausing wide-eyed upon seeing the professor.... Bunbury? Yeah Bunbury!... present.

"Hello Professor Bunbury, I'm Celandine Toussaint," Cela straightened a little, obviously a Ravenclaw in her new (and appropriately sized) Ravenclaw uniform.
"Is it... alright If I draw some of the plants?" Cela chewed her lip and stared up at the professor imploringly before her eyes trailed down to see what pretty shoes the lady was wearing.

She had noticed the tendency toward pretty shoes when she had been forced to use string during the feast.

"Could you show me how to walk in those?" she asked suddenly, examining her own flat shoes and comparing them with the cool shoes that Bunbury wore.

[Waddles]

Juniper slowed her pace as she neared the greenhouses. She stopped just inside and peered around the place while she waited for the professor to say something. She had never seen such a clean greenhouse, even if it did still need cleaning. Juniper had always thought that need for cleaning was a mandatory part of greenhouses. For all she knew, however, the ideal greenhouse was as spiffy and clean as this one. Evidently the professor was a clean person--she did give off an aura of neatness--and greenhouses reflected the personalities of their gardeners.

Yes, that was it. A greenhouse was only as clean as those who worked within.

Oh! There was Celandine. Juniper directed a small smile in her housemate's direction before turning her attention to the professor. She did not see much to be cleaned, but the professor probably would. If it had been up to Juniper, she would not have trusted anyone to clean her greenhouse, but she supposed the professor knew what she was doing. She was the herbology professor, after all. It was not as if she would put mega-rare plants where ignoramuses might kill them. The professor had every right to accept student help in cleaning student messes.