Karma hummed as she walked into the Greenhouses and student garden. She reeeeally needed to study up on the plants, and she had her book in her hand while she wandered around.

Oooh, so THAT'S what that plant it. Very good to know for future reference. Maybe she would learn how to take care of plants, because some of these seemed like very interesting plants to take care of.

She looked around at the other students in the gardens. Uh oh. There was that one girl, Abby, who didn't like Karma. Ugh. Why did she have to come in at the wrong time? Oh well. She looked busy anyway, talking to that boy in the Gryffindor robes.

Turning to her left, she spotted an interesting looking -- thing. Hmm. What was this plant?

"You got the incantation right, but you're a little messed up on the wand movement. After you say the incantation, you wand should start vibrating in your hand. When you want to start cutting, you make a chopping movement. That gets the cutting motion going. Watch this." Abby takes her wand and says the incantation. "Put your hand on my wand near mind. Do you feel it vibrating?"

Christian's eyes shone. "That is so cool!" He followed her instructions. "Is this right Abs?" His wand vibrated.

Abby touches his wand. Perfect, not you need to do a chopping motion when you put your wand next to the bush. Now It's my turn to sing."
Abby walks over to a flutterby bush that needs triming. She rubs her hand over the top of it and then give it a big hug. "Its okay my darlings. Christian is just going to give you a quick trim." Then Abby starts singing.

"Rain drops on roses, whiskers on kitten."
"Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens."
"Brown paper packages tied up with strings.
These are a few of my favorite things..."

Christian began the chopping motion. "Hey this is easy!" The smiled as the dead leaves and branches fell away.

Abby continues strocking the flutterby bush and singing to it. "There's nothing to it. So tell me what do you think of Hogwarts so far? I know it took me a while to get used to everything especially the teachers. Some of them can be pretty overwelming."

"Hogwarts is totally different from Drumstrang and in a good way! I haven't met a teacher I don't like our couldn't deal with and And everybody seems cool. The rules are a lot more relaxed and I can breathe here." he said softly as he chopped. "You might want to Move abs I'm getting close."

Karma wandered her way down to the Student Garden once more, but this time for homework. Homework with Cam. Now THAT was going to be very interesting. How would she survive?

Bringing her materials with her, she had on an old pair of jeans and an old shirt. She set down her own dragonhide gloves, book, wand, parchment, and ink by one of the planters. Now, which to choose? There were so many plants, but of COURSE, she needed BunBunz's permission. Or recommendation, whatever came first.

She pulled her long blonde hair back into a ponytail and double checked to see if her wand was in her pocket. Her CHARMED pocket, really, since it looked as if she was holding nothing in there at all.

Turning back to her materials, she noticed she had brought candy for a sugar high endurance for her. What if Cam saw it? Bad bad BAD. She hid it inside the depths of her bag to resort to if she needed it.

She stood up, hands on her hips. Where was her little brother anyway?

Ohhhh Kaaaarrrmaaaaa.

Cam was a bit scared to face Karma again ever since Herbology class was over, mainly because he could have made her angry and all. But seriously, Karma was to flirt with NO ONE or else they'd die an unfortunate death from poking and she was certainly flirting with Mr. Teddy Bear over there. What was the real guy's name again? Copter? Bleh anyways, he was scared, alright? Not THAT scared but he was wondering what she might do.

Usually people were scared on what he would do. Homework with Karma. Now THAT was going to be very interesting. How would he survive? It's not like he didn't like her but... sometimes she just told him all lectures and disciplined him and ordered him to stay away from her flirt buddies. Giiiiiirls. All of them, even Karma, had... girly stuff to do.

Ewwwwwww.

He brought his materials that were needed, dragonhide gloves, some parchment and a quill to write on for observations, etc. and a textbook obviously. And there she was. "Kaaaarrrmieeeeeeeeeee." Now at first he wouldn't really partner up with someone from a different house, especially Ravenclaws because they were winning but this was Karma. And no matter how much giiirly and all she was getting these days, it wouldn't stop him. No sireeee.

"Hi. I laik Herbology." RAAAANDOM.

Aaaaand there he was.

"Caaaaaaam."

Haha, oh how he made her laugh sometimes. Telling her about how he liked Herbology, when she really didn't care wanted to get her homework done. If her hair was down, she would have done a hairflip then. One day, he would appreciate her girliness. Because then, girls would be appealing. And no cooties. She'll have to teach him that soon.

"I think Herbology is cool," she said. "But it's not my favorite. Don't tell Bunbunz. We need her approval too, with the plant we choose."

She looked at him, and made sure to glance over to see if the candy was hidden. Merlin knows he didn't need that. Yep, it was safely hidden.

"Now. What exactly are we going to do here?" she asked, walking around with a hand up to her mouth, debating. "To make the plant grow larger, longer, those kind of things. Which one looks the most delicate? That might be where we should start off at."

Cam nodded and nodded when she too said that she liked Herbology because... it rawked didn't it? Hmm the class wasn't his true favorite but it was in the Top 5 because he liked nature and Herbology = full nature looveeee. "Yup, I say we choooooose," he started off, looking around the whole student garden--but not without sniffing at the air of NATURE, "I don't um... I don't know which plant." So many plants to choose from and they all look so stuck with nature that he didn't WANT to test on them.

Maybe Karma could choose for him because he obviously didn't know which to pick at all. "The most delicate? B-bbuutttt we might destroy it!" Yes because him and delicate plants--nope that just couldn't happen.

He put on a nervous expression and then faced her again. "Wanna just ask her if she has any plants she has that can be used for testing?"

"Ooops, sorry." Abby moves away from the bush. "I like it better than Barrow too. Everyone was such a pureblood snob there except the foreign students. About the only friend I had there was the Care of Magic Creature's Professor Eli Wolfe. I used to hang out in his hut all the time." Abby has to laugh at his comment about the professors. "You aren't afraid of Kazimeriz? He's the ancient one with the cane. Everyone is afraid or hates him. Me, I kind of like him too."

"No I'm not he's soft core compared toe some of the professors I've had." Christian smiled.

Karma threw a glance over to the other students who began talking. Ugh, that one Hufflepuff didn't like her at all. Oh well, there was work to be done, and there wasn't time to be plotting someone's demise worrying about others right now.

She smiled at him sniffing the air. She didn't feel like breathing in too deep - there was dragon dung fertilizer somewhere in here. Ewwww.

"We won't destroy it," she said. "You've got me. But, if you'd feel safer using a test plant, then by all means. We'll just call BunBunz down here."

Bending down, she pulled out a piece of paper and a quill. She quickly scribbled down a note to send to the Herbology professor. Folding it like a paper airplane, she took out her wand out of it's secret pocket, almost like a sword. It even seemed to make that metallic sound.

SWEET.

She tapped the paper, and it fluttered off and away towards (what she hoped) was Bunbunz's office.

"There. Now, let's figure out how we're going to do this while we wait for her to come by," Karma said, sitting on the ground with her books and parchment.

Jane ran into the gardens and laid on the patch of dirt next to Mrs Puffa and Mr Flutta. She was looking up at their leaves. She noticed a tiny colony of spiders under Mrs. Puffa's leaves and Mr. Flutta had more buds. She closed her eyes, thinking of what to do with the spiders. She didn't feel like squashing them and leaving spider juice in BunBunz's garden. She didn't feel like touching them either. She watched them creep up Mrs Puffa and that must have tickled because Mrs Puffa was twitching.

Your poison, I miss,
Your perfect lips, I'll kiss,
Your heart, divine,
I'm glad you're mine.

Yet I feel this way,
Why won't it go away,
I tried to fight that feeling,
I feel like I'm losing.

What do I tell myself now,
How do I do this, How?
I wish I was strong,
But I could be wrong.

You are my best friend, my love,
An angel sent from the heavens above....

Jane was mentally writing a little piece of poetry with her eyes closed. She wished Christian would talk to her about his past, so she could understand him and fight that feeling she had. She opened her eyes and the writing stopped. One of the spiders had crawled onto her cheek.

Christian was right next to her. "He stopped his trimming and wondered if her thoughts were for him. They hadn't talked much since he'd remembered Jade. She seemed to be avoiding him. She laid beside him having not noticed him but he noticed something she would not like about to bite her on the cheek that held the spider. Christian spoke in a low hisssss.

The snake looked up and said. "Yes young master." Christian looked at the snake and said. "Leave her alone." The snake slithered off.

Jane turned over to see Christian next to her. She didn't realise he was there. She gasped at the spider and snake and Christian hissing at the same time. She sat up and had her head in between Mr Flutta's leaves. She flailed her hands to get the bush out of her face. She then parted them gently so her face was free from the bush. She saw Christian look at her. She saw the trimmed leaves on the floor. He was trimming?

"I'm sorry to have bothered you... trimming. I'm just.. I'm just,"Jane told him but forgot what she was trying to say. She looked down at her shirt which was stained with dirt and had a few leaves clinging on to it. She looked back at him.

"I came to tall to the plants,"she said as though she was trying to hide something, but she wasn't.

"About.. you,"she admitted. She usually talked to the plants about everything. They were like her best friends in school besides Aschere and Laney, who were busy. She thought that if she could tell her plants everything then they would have a stronger bond. If was true. The plants seemed to understand her.

"You didn't bother me." He said softly. He stood there, feeling foolish and probably looking that way too. "I'm glad you can talk to them it's nice to know you talk to something since you don't talk to me." He said hurt, before vanishing his leaves. "If you decide I'm worth talking to I'll be in my usual spot." he said to her before walking off to the lake.

Jane stood up into Mr Flutta. She brushed her shirt a little and stepped away from the bush. She didn't know how much Christian was hurting inside when she didn't talk to him. She kept her feelings to herself because she didn't want to overreact. She just had to talk to him now. She was a little hurt at his comment about her talking to plants. BunBunz'sHer plants. She ran after him.

Abby stands there stunned. Did Christian just talk to that snake in parseltongue. Of couse it can't have been that. The ability to speak in parseltongue is extremely rare trait and the sign of a dark wizard. Abby watches a Gryffindor appear from behind the bushes and walk after Christian. Abby decides to follow after them. She needs to talk to Christian and find out what 's wrong.

Cam was still a bit unsure of using plants as test thingies, what if he kills one of them?! Nature would NEVER forgive him and so he would lose his title as an embracer of nature. More like killer of nature. Couldn't they test it on something like... why couldn't they have a plastic plant? Bleh. They weren't really alive... or real so real plants were the only option. Then again, he was working with Karma. A Ravenclaw. Even better, a 7th year Ravenclaw. That totally meant she was pro and all at this. Right?! RIGHT. Hopefully right. Well... she was a Ravenclaw so obviouuussly.

She started folding paper. Origami? He'd made some before but never a paper airplane really. HE WANTED TO LEARNNN. But homework was a priority. Maybe she'd teach him later because he seriously wanted to learn how to make a paper airplane. They were made of awesomeness, like him.

"Teaachhh me how to do that!"

And while waiting for Bunz, he merrily skipped and skipped around the garden, curiously looking at the plants that looked aaaalll awesome. Yes yes they were ALL of his friends. He wanted to just kiss one right off from there but a paper airplane had come back from her office. OOOOOOH. He grabbed it.

VANILLA. OH. Cam needed her soap or shampoo or whatever! Maybe later. Maybe later.

"Puffapod puffapod... over theeere!" he pointed at the ugly looking plant.

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"It's alright," replied Daphne, bumping her hip against Plymouth. "He can take care of himself. He's...a...tough little guy." And scary, and crazy too. "He'll be fine in no time and...go run around some more. Where are we going now?"

Plymouth was taking Daphne to a place he just KNEW she'd like. Sure, she could go there anytime she liked, and sure she'd probably been a hundred time. But, the student garden was definitely one of Plymouth's favorite spots and he already KNEW that Daphne was into gardening...


.. so it seemed like the place to go.


Plymouth escorted Daphne down the path where they'd planted the flutterby bushes. Mmmmm it was quiet and Crocker-free zone. And it smelled SO GOOD with spring on the horizon. Mmmm Plymouth was exceedingly happy.

"You don't have.... a fear of water, right?" Plymouth had seen her SWIMMING the other day, so... he figured... He gave her a hopeful look. Please, please, please don't be afraid of water.

She knew this path well. The smell of flowers blew around her hair before sneaking its way into her nostrils, making every inch of her body happy and calm. It was much better than going down the slide. It was definitely hundred times better than dealing with an angry and crying Crocker child. Tilting her head at Plymouth's question, Daphne pursed her lips curiously. "Noooo," she drawled with raised eyebrows. "Why do you ask? Are we going swimming?"

In her dress? That--probably wasn't a good idea. It couldn't be what he meant. "It smells really nice, here. Compared to the buttery smell mixed with dirt anything else probably smells good to me," she continued with a nervous smile. He was so tense. She could feel it on his arm, which she was still attached to and considered being attached to for as long as she could help it.

She ever so much liked his arms, and thought she should point it out, giving his biceps a good squeeze she coughed. "Plymouth, I really do think, you should hold out your arm to me more often. Honestly." Even if she swatted him away.

"Not swimming. But, you remember those... lilies? From class? I like them. A lot. And, I made them some food. Fertilizer, I guess." Plymouth produced a little bag of what looked like loosely packed green dirt and offered to Daphne for inspection. "It probably won't work; I'm not as good at stuff as Perni or CellBell. But, figured we could try it out."


At Daphne's next offer, Plymouth's face broke out into the biggest.... happiest grin. Like, ever.


Was that...? Yes. Hah. Plymouth Morgan had a case of the hot face. It was one thing for him to THINK that Daphne wanted him to hang out with her and offer his arm and hand and hugs and whatever else he had. But, quite another for her to .... freely admit it. "I'll do that, Daphadil. I hope you mean it." Because he SO would. "Hehe."


HEHE INDEED.

Daphne listened attentively, watching Plymouth out of the corner of her eyes before nodding once. "I love lillies," she admitted, and she did. Miss Hopton loved most flowers. Taking the bag with one hand, she held it up to eye level. "What's in it?"

Was that something she should have asked? Heh. Looking up from the fertilizer she was about to take back her question when her hazel eyes fell on Morgan's colored face. There wasn't an inch of his cheeks and forehead that wasn't red and in turn, Daphne glanced away, matching his color. "Yes, well if I said I meant it," she muttered quickly rubbing at the corner of her mouth with her fingers. "I'm a girl of my word."

And again, she bumped her hip against her date. Bump.