Grounds: The Pumpkin Patch

[Wilber Winterbottom]

The Pumpkin Patch is situated within a fenced plot of land. Students are free to enter through the wooden gate and traverse carefully among the orange vegetables. The pumpkins are in varying stages of growth. They are well tended to by Professor Khanna but they have extended the invitation of the same to Hogwartians. This much is made clear by the neat sign perched on the outside of the Patch:

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Students and Professors are welcome to assist in the Pumpkin Patch. Clearing of weeds, removing dead leaves or withered pumpkins, watering and any other actions deemed fit are welcome!

[Watson]

Now she was starting to feel bad. Ever since she told Castamere that she wanted to be alone, the cat had become more affectionate- even having the audacity to sit on her homework, refusing to move. So Addyson did the best thing she knew she could do in this situation. Leave. Sure, she had been short with Castamere but he had to know that she was not a glorified cat bed. He was their familiar and a pet-- not in control.

Besides, getting angry at a cat was seemed futile but just removing oneself from the situation seemed the best idea. As she arrived at the pumpkin patch, she quickly glanced at the sign, noting that she could help out. Without a word or grabbing gloves, she began pulling long stringy green things that looked like they were dying (weeds). She'd often see her mother do this when she was upset so she figured it would help her calm her emotions. She didn't like feeling... but Poor Castam - no- Castamere needed to learn.

Maybe Castamere could go bug Tal?

[MadMadamMalfoy]

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Originally Posted by Watson

Now she was starting to feel bad. Ever since she told Castamere that she wanted to be alone, the cat had become more affectionate- even having the audacity to sit on her homework, refusing to move. So Addyson did the best thing she knew she could do in this situation. Leave. Sure, she had been short with Castamere but he had to know that she was not a glorified cat bed. He was their familiar and a pet-- not in control.

Besides, getting angry at a cat was seemed futile but just removing oneself from the situation seemed the best idea. As she arrived at the pumpkin patch, she quickly glanced at the sign, noting that she could help out. Without a word or grabbing gloves, she began pulling long stringy green things that looked like they were dying (weeds). She'd often see her mother do this when she was upset so she figured it would help her calm her emotions. She didn't like feeling... but Poor Castam - no- Castamere needed to learn.

Maybe Castamere could go bug Tal?

Maddox was lost - again! They were on their way to fly some laps around the quidditch pitch when they took a wrong turn somewhere and ended up outside the fence. They blinked, their blue eyes scanning the pumpkins that sat beyond the gate. Pumpkin patch, hmm? Definitely not something they had at Ilvermorny or near their home in Manhattan! Hogwarts was weird, but pretty cool.

As they looked around the patch, they noticed a younger girl pulling weeds. Huh? Were the students supposed to tend the patch? Was that some kind of punishment or something? Then they saw the sign outside the patch saying it was optional. “Hey, you need some help with that?” they asked, stepping through the gate. It looked like a big job for just one person!

[Watson]

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Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy

Maddox was lost - again! They were on their way to fly some laps around the quidditch pitch when they took a wrong turn somewhere and ended up outside the fence. They blinked, their blue eyes scanning the pumpkins that sat beyond the gate. Pumpkin patch, hmm? Definitely not something they had at Ilvermorny or near their home in Manhattan! Hogwarts was weird, but pretty cool.

As they looked around the patch, they noticed a younger girl pulling weeds. Huh? Were the students supposed to tend the patch? Was that some kind of punishment or something? Then they saw the sign outside the patch saying it was optional. “Hey, you need some help with that?” they asked, stepping through the gate. It looked like a big job for just one person!

Stupid, stupid cat. Stupid, stupid her for being so short with it... He was just a cat and wanted to love her... She was unlovable... Or so she felt. Would Castamere ever forgive her? Fortunately for Addyson - she was his favourite human so all would be forgiven. She sighed. Don't be an idiot. He was just a cat. Why did she care so much? Had the cat managed to worm its way into her heart after all these months?

.................................................. .........................Maybe

Addyson sighed again, hanging her head momentarily, before setting herself at the task at hand. Helping to remove all these weeds.

She continued pulling weeds, oblivious to all happening around her. Seconds turned into minutes and her pile of weeds slowly began to grew. This activity was surprisingly rather therapeutic. She'd have to remember this for future years when she would be frustrated by things... and people.

Her arms were starting to get sore when she heard a voice asking if she needed some help. She didn't even bother a glance behind her. "Perfect timing. My hands were just becoming tingly." She sat back to look at the older American boy before glancing at her grass stained hands. She wiggled her fingers and some dirt fell off but not enough so she clapped her hands together to remove some of the dirt build up. "Say, have you seen a cat around here?"