Abigail shivered this guy was starting to freak her out, what with all the eye gazing. She had a feeling he was a complete fake, pretending to be friendly when he really wasn’t. Then again she could just be reading into it too much.


She listened carefully to his interpretation of her tussie mussie, and was slightly impressed. Although he put allot more though into it than she had. “Well I suppose that’s right.” She admitted. “I’m content at the minute and I’ll always have worries, but they don’t scare me. I do value friendship, but I’m not looking for luck. And I have friend’s thanks I don’t need to wait for more.” She gave a small sigh “What I meant was...I’m thankful and lucky to have met so many nice people who have become my friends since arriving here.”


Reaching over she took the flowers out of his hands and scrunched her nose up as she looked at them. “It’s a shame there yellow...I hate yellow! Which of course makes being a Hufflepuff a tad difficult, all this yellow.” She flicked her tie. “Three points by the way.” she smiled and leaned back in her chair waiting for his tussie mussie.

Lucille looked at the flowers with her brow furrowed. She didn't really get it either, but she would take her chanses.

She arranged Lotus, Belles of ireland, and Almond. She shrugged.

"Er, professor, heres my tissie wussie...i mean, er...tussie wussie, er..here are the flowers."

Iris watched as the girl picked some of the plants ... Hmm... Then giggled as she tried to pronounce the name of the arrangement. "Oooh, by the way, I'm Iris." She smiled and looked at the flowers she had chosen, and then in her book.

Right, so ... Lotus .... can symbolise Purity, chastity, and eloquence... Iris didn't have a clue what half of those words meant.

Belles of Ireland can symbolise ... Luck ... like a shamrock? ... hehe... Iris made note of this too.

And ... Almonds can symbolise ... Promises ...

Iris wrote all of this down on a piece of paper:

The Flowers she chose are: Lotus, Belles of Ireland and Almond.

• Lotus symbolise Purity, chastity, and eloquence
• Belles of Ireland symbolise Luck and
• Almonds represent Promises

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Hmmm ... She looked at the girl ... She'd chosen those things intentionally, right? ... Annnd ... I have to try to interpret this ... fussy wuzzy thing ... to guess what meaning you've made from these? ... Iris said, thinking about what the Professor had said before ...Riiight ... Well ... what could it mean? ... unless she was promised luck and purity from a genie or something ... Nahh ... thats stoopid ... hehe ...

''Ah! Don't be that strict maybe you'll meet another one'' Josh laughed staring at her ''Okay okay! Don't be too hard on me, i'm just a first year student, not a fortune teller or medium'' 'But she hated yellow?' he could hardly believe this but it was about her knowing her favourites anyway. She'd know better. ''Yellow is a nice colour, i think all Hufflepuff looks quite sympathetic with it. Too bad you do not like it.'' he clapped his hands. ''Anyway...'' This girl was something, he wondered why she agreed to be partners if she was going to mentally bite him ''Here's my choice of flowers'' he leaned on the desk and put tree plants before her : red lily, mint and daffodil. ''Let's see, your turn''

"Erm, well, I already have one," Kiri said, holding up the small bouquet. She pulled up a chair and sat down next to Lyra. "I guess you can either go and put one together yourself now, or you'll, er, have a go at interpreting mine first and look for your flowers later." She glanced around, trying not to stare at Raiden too obviously.

With an almost audible click, Kiri forced herself to pay attention again. Most of the other students were staring at their partners' flowers, guessing (probably) what they could mean. Some had their Divination textbooks open. "I think it's best if you look for yours first," Kiri continued, turning to look at Lyra again. She smiled. "I'll wait."

"Yup, it's cool to meet you, too, Herminny. You have a neat first name," LouAnn said, although, she was surely one to speak with a last name like Purple. She'd have started up a longer conversation with the girl, but before she could open her mouth to say another word, the professor had moved on with the lesson.

LouAnn flipped to page 217 in her textbook and began browsing through the list of flowers and their meanings. A tussie mussie, though? What in Merlin's name? She glanced at her partner to try and get an idea of what they were meant to be doing, but from what she could tell, Herminny hadn't started yet either. Eep...a tussie mussie. A tussie mussie...

"Psst, Herminny...what in Merlin's name are we supposed to be doing?" she whispered, glancing back and forth between her partner and the professor. LouAnn was the world's worst at Divination. This flower stuff was surely not the factual information she'd hoped for. A look at Cela out of the corner of her eye told her that she was supposed to choosing three flowers. "Alright....tussie mussie, here I come!" LouAnn thought to herself. Hmm....eeny, meeny, miny, moe...

• Blue Rose
  Oxeye daisy
  White Poppy

...alright, those were three she thought would suit the situation well. She passed her list over to Herminny.

Abigail shook her head “I’m not being hard on you, I’m just telling you the truth, and how else will you learn? I’m a first year as well I doubt I’ll get it completely right.” ‘Yellow makes Hufflepuff’s look sympathetic...what does he mean by that!’ she thought. It really didn’t make much sense, she also wondered if people thought Hufflepuffs were always nice ‘well I’ve been put in the wrong house if that’s the case.’

Picking up the three flowers she looked up there meaning “Well Red Lilly means...high-souled aspirations. Mint means...suspicion. Finally Daffodil means...uncertainty, chivalry, respect, or unrequited love.” Abigail sighed ‘great this is going to be easy’ she though sarcastically.

“Ok so first of all you aspire to great things, you want to do something with your life, something that you’ve probably always wanted to do. You’re suspicious of something or someone...possibly me? You want respect and love but you’re uncertain you’ll get it by being yourself, so you act a certain way -chivalries possibly- in the hope that it will bring you these things.” She looked back at him as she place the flowers down on the table “Well am I close?”

"You got it." Celandine agreed and took another peek at Adrienne's shoes. All the individual meanings, plus the overall meaning. So thats 5... point mark things for your interpretation."

She took Adrienne's nosegay and studied it with interest. "Blue roses mean mystery and attaining what most people think is impossible; the unknown I guess." Mmmm sunflower. Celandine nuzzled the flower and continued. "Sunflower is for innocent thoughts, or admirable thoughts. Or sometimes thoughts of superiority I guess. Maybe even superiority of thought process." Celandine shrugged thoughtfully, "So that one kind of depends on the other meanings to be totally clear. And witch hazel means magic, or spells."

She laughed to herself and gave a little shrug, "So either you are thinking about spells that have to do with uncovering secrets or keeping them, or you are a mind reader!" Celandine laughed because it was funny. And because it didn't occur to her that Adrienne might actually be one.

Josh grinned 'That was not bad' But still felt like she was trying to bite him when regarding those last sentences, however something was obvious: she was wise. ''Yes'' he nodded ''Quite close. I really have a big aspiration and suspect not only one person but few.'' gazing at her again he added ''but not you exactly since i have just met you. So your attemp was quite successfull except that i hardly expect anything from anyone, it is just my nature, i believe'' he smiled ''To be honest i was a little bit unfair to myself about the love thing, it might not be so 'unrequited' at all. I have no idea about it.'' laughing a little he looked around for the professor ''Well...i think at least we got this thing well, did not we?''

"Well, I guess we just found out..." Rafe flipped to page two-hundred and seventeen of the textbook. "I'm not quite sure what we're supposed to do, but I guess I'll start by picking out three flowers..."

Hmm...

Rafe's Three Flowers:

• White Violet
• Blue Rose
• Arbor vitae

Rafe passed over the list to Evelyn. Rafe dropped down to a whisper, "We can always just guess you know? I think that's part of Divination if you ask me." Rafe shrugged he wasn't quite sure if they were doing this right. "I guess we look up the meanings and then guess each others interpretations?"

Abigail smiled “Do I get 3 point then?” She looked around for the professor as well and realised that allot of the pairs were still working. “It doesn’t look like we’ll be doing anything different any time soon. So what is it you aspire to then, if you don’t mind me asking that is?” She was beginning to like him ‘Maybe I can be friends with this guy...but I still can’t figure out where I know him from’

Page 217. Got it.

A what?! A tussie mussie? Er, that was a word(s) she didn't like thinking, even less saying it. It suited Professor Kapoor, though.

Tussie mussie....really...how...silly. Who thinks of this terms anyway?

"I think I'll start" she said, trying to figure out what exactly she wanted out of the flowers...which ones to choose? Let's give Jack something easy to interpret, right? Er, probably not.

The concept of picking up flowers was...nice...but having a reason to pick them was...difficult. However, Kaika made up her mind and placed three flowers together...one oxeye daisy, a lavender (which was quite pink, to be honest) and a yellow poppy ('twas so Huffie-like)...

So, the meanings were thought of, but the color combination of the three flowers wasn't...yellow, white and pink seemed made for Bunbury.

"Here you have them...what are your thoughts on this, Jack?" she asked, rather serious. There was no way she was saying tussie mussie.

''Suuure! The points are all yours!'' as he replied Abigail there was also one more thing in his mind which was about Rose who matched with Rafe. He did not know why he could not push it out his mind maybe it was because of all the flower thing. He could see roses everywhere. Resisting the urge to look for her again he nodded at Abigail. ''Yep, no problem. I wanna be an Auror and i really want it feeling like i cannot do anything else, do you understand? Like my muggle dad...'' he took another breath 'here comes the hard part' ''...i know you'd ask how a muggle could be an Auror. He is not actually an Auror but does the job that is equal to what Aurors do in the muggle world. That would not be so hard to see if you know the word 'Police' '' staring at her he wondered if she knew that which was not likely if she was a pureblood, naturally.

TUSSIE MUSSIE?

Cam had nooooo idea what the heck that was buuuut it sounded pretty awesome to him. He looked back at his ickle firstie partner and nodded and nodded and nodded--no his head wouldn't stop nodding for some random reason. "Okay, I'll get me uh... some FLOWERSSS." He grabbed his textbook and read the flower dictionary.

HMMMMM. SO MANY! And soooo many flowers to choose from. IT SMELLED SO GOODDDD. Even better than a girly shampoo bottle. Like, it was the REAL thing here. He picked up some magnolia and hibiscus around the corner and a lotus as well. With that, he walked back to the first year and showed his COOL TUSSIE-MUSSIE too heeer.

"I'm doneeeeeee."

Evelyn looked at his flowers and set her own flowers down next to her. 'Hmm...the rose is something common.' she thought, as she looked down in her book. "Well that's good then." she whispered back. "So look up the meanings...and then guess the interpretations. Okay. What do you have?" she looked at his flowers again. "Blue rose, white violet, and a...arbor vitae i think." she muttered to herself, and glanced on the page to find the meanings.

"So blue rose means mystery and attaining the impossible. A white violet means modesty, and a arbor vitae means everlasting friendship." Suddenly frowning, for some reason she didn't know how to interpret the words into his life. She barely knew him at all. Completely different than the Ancient Runes assignment she did with Josh. "Okay umm...mystery. I guess that could mean you are a mysterious person, or maybe you're hiding something." she teased him slightly, but then continued on. "And maybe you like to go after things that seem impossible to get, like goals or...maybe you're a competitive person and like a little competition...for the attaining the impossible part." Hopefully that made sense since she was stuttering a little.

To Evelyn, it sounded like a load of...She definitely wasn't going to get this right. "Okaaaaay....you also value modesty in yourself, or maybe in others, or both. And everlasting friendship..." she paused again thinking it over for a second. "You have a great friendship with someone at the moment that will possibly last forever, or you will have some friendship of the sort in the future. You guys will stick together through the tough times and new times." Smiling and grimacing slightly when she finished, she looked up at Rafe. "Please tell me i didn't just fail everything."

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Evelyn looked at his flowers and set her own flowers down next to her. 'Hmm...the rose is something common.' she thought, as she looked down in her book. "Well that's good then." she whispered back. "So look up the meanings...and then guess the interpretations. Okay. What do you have?" she looked at his flowers again. "Blue rose, white violet, and a...arbor vitae i think." she muttered to herself, and glanced on the page to find the meanings.

"So blue rose means mystery and attaining the impossible. A white violet means modesty, and a arbor vitae means everlasting friendship." Suddenly frowning, for some reason she didn't know how to interpret the words into his life. She barely knew him at all. Completely different than the Ancient Runes assignment she did with Josh. "Okay umm...mystery. I guess that could mean you are a mysterious person, or maybe you're hiding something." she teased him slightly, but then continued on. "And maybe you like to go after things that seem impossible to get, like goals or...maybe you're a competitive person and like a little competition...for the attaining the impossible part." Hopefully that made sense since she was stuttering a little.

To Evelyn, it sounded like a load of...She definitely wasn't going to get this right. "Okaaaaay....you also value modesty in yourself, or maybe in others, or both. And everlasting friendship..." she paused again thinking it over for a second. "You have a great friendship with someone at the moment that will possibly last forever, or you will have some friendship of the sort in the future. You guys will stick together through the tough times and new times." Smiling and grimacing slightly when she finished, she looked up at Rafe. "Please tell me i didn't just fail everything."

"Well, the first one, the blue rose, is accurate, but we don't have to get into that, but again you were correct. And goals, that's for sure, I want to be on the Gryffindor Quidditch team! But, hopefully that isn't impossible...we'll find out soon I hope. So that seems dead on too!," Rafe said as he put a check mark next to the rose on the list. "And I like to think myself as modest, so that's check too!" He added a check mark. "As for friendships, I like to think of Arianna as my best friend and will last forever, and maybe I will have more everlasting friendships too," he smiled and took a moment to look at Evelyn (slightly blushing) and quickly snapped out of it and added a third check.

"Well, I think you got them all right! Now it's your turn, pick three feathers!," he said moving parchement in her direction.

Evelyn looked down at her hands when Rafe stared at her, a small smile playing on her lips. "You mean flowers right?" she laughed quietly, taking the parchment from him. Having already known what flowers she would choose, she looked up to Rafe.

Evelyn's Flowers:

• White rose
• Red Daisy
• Rue

Evelyn passed the list back to him, staring at the back of the parchment with interest.

Zoe continued walking around the class and picked out her flowers. She finally settled on a dark pink rose, a hollyshock, and a yellow poppy. They didn’t look very good together, but she thought that she had a good message not knowing her partner very well after all. She went back to her seat and put them down on her lap waiting for Cam to finish.

To her surprise he was finished at about the same time she was. "Ok, well let me take a look at yours first." She took the three flowers in her hand and looked each up in her book. "Alright, it says here that the magnolia means a love of nature. The hibiscus means rare beauty or delicate beauty. Finally the lotus means purity, chastity, and eloquence."

She sat there gazing thoughtfully at the bouquet and then looking back up at Cam she said, "This could mean that this assignment has brought out your love of nature by bringing to your attention the purity and delicate beauty of all of the lovely flowers in the room, maybe. If I'm way off just shake your head, give me a dirty look and I'll try again," she said, smiling at the last bit. "If I'm right my flowers are right here." With that she held out her dark pink rose, hollyshock, and yellow poppy.

Jack wrinkled his eyebrows and picked up the flowers that Kaika had laid in front of him. Okkkkk, he knew this, HE KNEW THIS, he remembered reading over this stuff last night--now remembering it was the only issue.

He picked up the yellow poppy first. Yellow poppies, he KNEW he had read over those...he placed the flower back down again. "Ok, erm, yellow poppies mean--oh! They mean wealth, and success. Does that mean you want to be really successful in life? And wealthy? Well, I could see you getting signed by a Quidditch team, no doubt about that," he said with a grin. "Maybe the Harpies? Sooo maybe you picked that because that's what you're longing to be once you graduate?" he suggested.

He picked up the lavender next. "Ok, I know this one--lavender is devotion, right? I guess that could apply to you with Quidditch AGAIN," he said with a small smile. Lately that was the only thing on his mind. Quidditch, Reese, and astronomy. In that order. "You're very devoted to your team, especially after your win last term, and you want to do everything you can to help them achieve success yet again." No need to add in the fact that Jack was going to do everything he could to try and stop that. Tee hee. It was all in good fun, though!

Jack looked down at the daisy and frowned. Ermmmmmm...he didn't know that one. He blinked at it for a good five minutes before shrugging. "I dunno what daisies mean. Did you pick it cause it's yellow like the other one?" he asked in confusion. There were two daisies on the list, which confused him--two different meanings. GAHHH!

Jack turned his attention to that tussle thingy and tried to figure out which flowers to pick for himself now that he had finished Kaika's flower reading. It was weird, trying to find flowers that corresponded with certain meanings. He looked at the meanings in his book before finally walking back to her and laying three flowers in front of her; A daffodil, a white poppy, and a hollyhock flower.

"Ok, go for it," he said with a grin.

"So you can work on yours and I work on mine and then we go through them one by one. Is that ok?" Tori said pulling out her parchment and quill and ink.

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Evelyn looked down at her hands when Rafe stared at her, a small smile playing on her lips. "You mean flowers right?" she laughed quietly, taking the parchment from him. Having already known what flowers she would choose, she looked up to Rafe.

Evelyn's Flowers:

• White rose
• Red Daisy
• Rue

Evelyn passed the list back to him, staring at the back of the parchment with interest.

"Flowers of course!" Rafe said as his blush got redder. Rafe got back the parchment and looked over it with most interest.

"Alright...so the White rose means eternal Love, silence or innocence, wistfulness, virtue, purity, secrecy, reverence and humility...wow! That's a lot!" Rafe said as he read the flowers meaning. "Next we have...Red daisy...that means," he scrolled down the page and looked up its meaning, "Ah! Beauty unknown to possessor...well that's obvious," Rafe coughed, and shook his head, not daring to look at Evelyn in fear of embarassment, "Then there's Rue...regret! Ah...hmm...now what could this all mean..."

Rafe scratched his stubble haired chin and began to ponder. "Well you might have eternal love for someone, possible unknowing...silence and innocence, virtue, purity, well you are a first year, and we're all a bit timid...that seems to follow under those. And then maybe you have high reverence and respect for someone that will lead to humility. Ha!" Rafe thought he put it all together, but wasn't certain. He had two more flowers to continue with, so he didn't have complete confidence.

"Alright moving right along...oh yeah that one! Well, we're all caterpillars in our own ways and over time we'll change into beautiful butterflies...Pretty much, it means what it says...moving on," he said really quick before his cheeks looked like two tomatoes.

"As for regret...well maybe you've done something in you past that you're not too proud of and you'll come to regret it in time?" Rafe felt really unsure about the last one. He actually didn't feel to confident about any of his answers, well...except for the second one. "Alright..." he slammed the book shut. "How bad did I do?"

At least she was being nice?

Samson gathered up a few flowers himself. Glancing at his book, he got a Pink Carnation, a Dark Pink Rose, and an Arbor Vitae (he had a hard time trying to pronounce it in his head, too) just because the looked really nice together. And he didn't want all pinks in his bouquet. Meh. He pushed the bouquet over to Nataly and retrieved the one she made for him. "There."

Now to interpret. Samson screwed his face up as he tried not to inhale the intoxicating smells of all the flowers around the room being put together and passed around so that their scents wafted and almost made him dizzy. Ugh. Well, this was quaint. Cherry Blossom had three darned meanings. At least the Epigaea Repens and the Tulip Tree were easy to figure out.

"So. Cherry Blossom could mean either a good education, transience in life, or feminine beauty," he ticked them off one by one. "Epiagaea Repens means welcome, and Tulip Trees mean fame." He looked at Nataly. Well, what did he know about the girl, really? Oh Merlin, he wanted to take his bunch back. His was really easy! But this one...

"I'm thinkinggg. You're already pretty satisfied with having a good education - I mean, this is Hogwarts after all - and you've got a good life, and you think you're pretty." Samson paused. "Er... yeah, you are pretty," he added, being nice. "And you welcome all of these things. As well as... you welcome fame, too? You're famous for... something, and you're all for that." He grinned tentatively at her, hoping he could at least get a few points off the activity.

Evelyn listened carefully to his interpretations of the first two flowers, and was immensely amused of the fact that his cheeks seemed to be turning redder by the second. Although, technically, she didn't really have an interpretation of the two flowers. She just chose those two because she thought they were pretty, but Rafe, or the professor, didn't need to know that...right? Right.

"Seems like you got it right." She said, leaning over and picking up a red rose that seemed to have dropped to the floor from somewhere. Bringing it up to her nose, she closed her eyes and breathed in the sweet scent, making her smile slightly. 'Maybe I should've chosen the red rose instead of the white one.' she thought, staring at the rose for a second more or so before slowly letting her gaze fall on Rafe. "What now?" she asked quietly, glancing around the room.

Adrienne grinned as Cela told her she'd gotten her interpretation right and gave her full marks for it. So one down, one to go. Now to see if she gets the meaning of my tussie mussie, she thought, continuing to smile a little at the quick glance at her shoes before Cela had taken the flowers. She was still curious about if the other Ravenclaw was going to figure out the exact meaning. But then, she couldn't say she was even certain all the professors even knew about her. Except for the headmaster, and she knew Professor Shackleton knew about it from her Arithmancy homework.

"Mmmmhm," she mumbled as Cela spoke. She certainly was getting the individual meanings pretty accurately, but that wasn't that strange, since they had the book to look at if they wanted. And it definitely showed that they were Ravenclaws, since Cela was getting into really thinking about the flowers. And the nuzzle of the sunflower was cute, in a way. She'd never really thought about nuzzling sunflowers, or pretty much any flower, really. She didn't get flowers very often, though, so maybe that was why. And as her housemate finished her interpretation with a laugh, an enigmatic smile crept onto her face. "Well, I definitely can't say you didn't get it right," she said, intentionally not revealing which one of her interpretations was the actual correct one. It didn't seem like Cela would react in quite the same way Torin had to finding out she could read minds, but she still was playing it safe. "Anyway, five points for you too," she said, letting her smile turn less mysterious. "So now we turn our results in to Professor Kapoor, right? Do you want to bring it up to him or shall I?" And really test to see if the professor's non-response to her shoes at the beginning of class was real or fake.

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Evelyn listened carefully to his interpretations of the first two flowers, and was immensely amused of the fact that his cheeks seemed to be turning redder by the second. Although, technically, she didn't really have an interpretation of the two flowers. She just chose those two because she thought they were pretty, but Rafe, or the professor, didn't need to know that...right? Right.

"Seems like you got it right." She said, leaning over and picking up a red rose that seemed to have dropped to the floor from somewhere. Bringing it up to her nose, she closed her eyes and breathed in the sweet scent, making her smile slightly. 'Maybe I should've chosen the red rose instead of the white one.' she thought, staring at the rose for a second more or so before slowly letting her gaze fall on Rafe. "What now?" she asked quietly, glancing around the room.

Rafe watched her as she picked up a red rose and sniffed it. It reminded him of a poem that he felt compelled to say, considering they were done what they were asked, he decided to just say it, "O, my Luve's like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June. O, my Luve's like a melodie That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair as thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will love thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun: I will love thess till, my dear, While the sands o' life shall run:And fare thee well, my only luve! And fare thee weel, a while! And I will come again, my luve, Tho' it ware ten thousand mile."

Rafe just smiled and laid his chin in his hands on the desk. He yawned. "That's Robert Burns, the poem that is. My mum made me learn poetry in different languages," he said with a shrug. "Oh poetry!" He yawned once more waiting for the professor to continue with the lesson.