Now that the watering was done Amelia placed the watering can down out of the way and thought about what song she could sing to her seedling. "Would you like pop, rock, folk or opera?" Amelia asked the seedling, in a tone that implied she fully expected to get an answer.

When she didn't she frowned slightly at her seedling, as if she was disappointed in it. "Well if no answer be forthcoming you shall listen to what I wish to sing, the song is called Fairy Tale and it was by a band called Shaman. The song is a mixture of folk and rock actually... And you shall enjoy it." Amelia declared before getting into position to start.

Fairy lady, who stands on the walls
Life is short and wait is long
The stars, away, dim with the dawn...
Fairy lady, who stands on the walls

Your tale has only begun
It comes from far, the Nowhereland
The wind is blowing a sound well known...
Fairy lady, your love is long gone


Amelia sang, and began to dance slowly, picking up the pace as the song did so. Her dance style was folk, as that was what the first lines were.

Oh darling, hear my soul and heed my cry
Cause all my crying may flood
A river in my heart


As the song moved into the rock lyrics Amelia's voice rose, and she began to dance more energetically, doing pirouettes and leaps around the pot with absolutely no difficulty.

Oh, life is good,
Oh, life is good,
Oh, life is good...
As good as you wish!

She paused slightly as she sang the lyrics, in a slightly beatle-esque way. The tempo was slower, and the lyrics sung softer than they had been just before. They were not yet back into the folk style, but they were getting there.

Pretty lady, the horses are back
Bringing joy and happiness
But all of a sudden the horses are gone
It was only the sound
Of your heartbeat alone!

Oh darling, hear my soul and heed my cry
Cause all my crying may flood
An ocean in my heart

Transitioning back into the folk part of the song, but with her voice keeping a rough rock edge to it, Amelia's dancing became twirls and bows, and other things that were generally associated with folk songs. Because this was something she enjoyed and was good at, therefore she was going to show off. Even if only to her seedling.

Oh, life is good,
Oh, life is good,
Oh, life is good...
As good as a kiss!


Amelia's dancing slowed slightly, and she huffed a little bit out of breath, preparing herself for the leaps she was about to do.

Oh my darling, now I cannot
Halt my cries
My tears have drowned me
And I refuse to realise

What's left around me,
It's all so strange,
It's all so dark
I'm all alone here
To mend the pieces of my heart

Amelia took a breath in before jumping up and twirling around in the air. Her voice was rough, and her movements were grand and sharp. She was touching the ground barely as she moved around the pot.

Little lady, your tale has an end
For your love to the skies was sent
He's turned into sparks
That shine with the stars...

...And by night he will always be there
For his lady to stare
And thus he's never died.


Amelia stopped twirling, and her voice lost it's rough edge as she moved back fully to the folk part of the song. Her movements were gentle and she kept her feet on the ground. Her last movement was a curtsy to the plant as she looked up at the sky, or what would be the sky if the ivy weren't there.

"I hope you enjoyed that little seedling. It's one of my favourite songs actually because it moves through the different genres of music so well. It's kinda sad though..." she mused as she finally took the time to fully catch her breath and watch her plant. Hopefully it had received some enjoyment from her performance. And if not at least it couldn't tell her so.

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5. Read the Fire Seed Bushling a bedtime story of your choice and wish it sweet dreams.

She read the bushling a simple betime story and then said,"Sweet dreams." She stroked the ivy one more time and then walked out of the greenhouse.

Violet did a double take when she saw the next instruction on her parchment. Actually more like a twelve take. She was to dance around the plant? Violet was never good at dancing from the start apart from singing. She had dropped out of ballet at the age of six when her teacher failed her and criticized heavily on her performance. She had quit after that, but this time was only to entertain her plant and everyone else who was also in the Greenhouse had to do it anyway. Hmm, what song? A song then popped into her head. How about Plant Life by Owl City? That would have been a perfect song. She stood up and looked around the greenhouse checking if anyone would watch her while she circled and danced around her plant. Seeing there wasn't she hummed the tune loudly and started flitting around side to side and around the plant. It seemed to feel so ridiculous to her and felt so self conscious.

Violet hummed the tune, though in her head she was singing the lyrics,

I've been longing for,
Daisies to push through the floor,
And I wish plant life would grow all around me,
So I won't feel dead anymore.
So I won't feel dead anymore.
I saw a bear in the den,
Reading my textbooks again,
The bats flowed like traffic as they poured from the attic,
Heaven knows, I could really use a friend.
I'd rather waltz than just walk through the forest,
The trees keep the tempo and they sway in time,
A Quartet of crickets chime in for the chorus,
If I were to pluck on your heartstrings, would you strum on mine

Then Violet saw the plant also seemed to be wiggling and shaking to her song. "Oh my! You like the song don't you?" she asked the plant and clapped her hands and jumping up and down with joy.

Violet quickly crossed off the third step and proceeded to read the next one.

Zhenya had to give her plant a bit of entertainment. She remembered a few songs, but nothing really good. Then she remembered this one song, and started singing it...



She sand it to a fast beat, and did a twirling dance around her pot. When she was quite puffed out from singing and dancing at the same time, she sat down next to her pot and started talking to it in a singing tone. She asked it to grow, and be healthy and tall. Then she started telling the plant about herself... she wondered if her plant was actually interested in this, but it didn't matter. She didn't think she could bore the plant to death... well she hoped not! After about an hour of talking to her plant, she crossed it off her list, then decided she might talk to the plant for a while longer. If it might help with development, then why not let it soak up all it could.

Violet scanned through the fourth step. Yuck. Blood and Bone mix?. Violet never heard of this type of fertilizer before, but she walked over to the stored cupboard by the entrance of the greenhouse. There she found a small bag labeled blood and bone mix. Violet sniffed at it and it was the most horrid smelling thing she's ever encountered in here life! She was glad that she had brought dragonhide gloves just in case. She quickly put them on and pinched some of the mix into her head and carefully walked back to the plant.

The plant seemed to still be wiggling and shaking and Violet laughed. "What a cute little plant you are". She knelt down and sprinkled it around the Bushling's base. Her plant enjoyed it very much and Violet smiled. She crossed off the fourth step on her list to see the next step.

"And now for the best part for you little seedling. I'm going to give you a little bit of food to help you with that growth we were talking about earlier. It's blood and bone mix so I'm sure you'll like it. But you'll have to wait a bit while I put my gloves on since I don't fancy getting any burny ouchies," Amelia said quite seriously as she put her wand away and put her gloves on. Because she did not want to get burnt. No she didn't.

Gloves on Amelia looked around for the cupboard the blood and bone would be in. Upon finding it with her eyes she began to negotiate her way around the other seedlings. Opening it up she frowned slightly at the smell, before grabbing the required pinch needed. And a little extra, just in case she dropped some on her way back to her seedling. She didn't want to feed the plant incorrectly. The bad marks she may get would be too much for her to wish to do that.

Getting back to her seedling, Amelia noted that she had indeed dropped some of the blood and bone she'd collected. Luckily she had grabbed an extra half pinch of mixture! Amelia hummed slightly to the seedling as she sprinkled the pinch around the base, making sure to have it evenly spread.

"There we go. You've been fed, watered and entertained."

Once she had enough of talking Zhenya stood up and walked over to the cupboard which was right near the Greenhouse entrance. She looked through it and took a small pinch of Blood and Bone mix out of the bag and took it over to her plant. She sprinkled it over and around the base of the bushling, making sure she didn't make contact with it. She did not want to burn herself! She spoke to her plant as she did it; "Is that nice?", "How's that?"... and then she went to make sure the bag was secure and closed the door. When she went back to where she was sitting she sat back down and crossed off the task.

Violet brushed her hands and looked at the final step for homework. Hmm.. read a bedtime story? Violet never had bedtime stories read to her when she was younger, but she knew the fairy tales of the wizard world. Could she read a story from The Tales of Beedle the Bard perhaps? "Do you like fairy tales, little plant?" Of course they do, "I'm going to read one of my favourite ones. It's called 'Babbitty Rabbitty and her Cackling Stump'". Violet looked in her bag to find the ruddy copy of The Tales of Beedle the Bard and started reading the tale.

After 10 minutes of reading, she grew tired of it and was getting sleepy so she said, Little fire seed, I'm going to stop now and let you rest. I hope you enjoyed the story so far and you will hear the rest of the story very soon. I promise. Have sweet dreams.. Violet placed a tiny kiss on the plant's little leaves and carried her pot back to the desk in the back corner was it was dark. She crossed off the last step on her list. "Goodbye my little fire seed before leaving the Greenhouse back to the common room. Violet felt good for spending time with the plant. She hoped her plant would grow fast and plentiful.

Zhenya had finished everything, and thought it was time to get back to the Castle to finish some homework or something. She pulled out a book she had with her from home, called Babbitty Rabbitty and her Cackling Stump. It was just a book she had read when she was growing up, and thought her plant might like to hear it.

She read it slowly, animating her voice when she thought she should. It was fun, reading a book out loud. When she finished reading the book she put it away and held her hands around the pot to see if enough heat was radiating from it, which it was. Then she looked around to make sure the lovely Ivy was shading it enough, which it was. Then she made sure the area was clean, and said "Good Night Bushells," and left.

"It says here that I have to read you a bedtime story now. Which is pretty cool since I read them to my baby brother all the time. Therefore I know some good ones. But I think I'll stick to a muggle one this time. It's called the Poky Little Puppy," Amelia informed the seedling before taking her gloves off and putting them back in her bag. She then grabbed the book from the bag as well and began to read.

"And the next morning someone had put up a sign that read; NO DESSERTS EVER UNLESS PUPPIES NEVER DIG HOLES UNDER THIS FENCE AGAIN!" Amelia read, showing the seedling the last page of the book, before closing it and placing it back in her bag.

"I hope you liked the Poky Little Puppy seedling. Night, night and sweet dreams," she said, giving the plant a small smile, before grabbing up her bag to leave the greenhouse. That experience really hadn't been as bad as she had been anticipating.

After having asked the ivy to block the sunlight, Glenn turned back to her plant. She had to lightly water it with boiling water. No problem. They had done this spell before in class.

"I'm just gonna water you, little plant," She murmured, picking up her water can. "Aguamenti," A small stream of water came out of her wand and puddled inside the water can. At the table where she was attending her plant she had place her dragon hide gloves... somewhere. She searched around the table, eventually she found them, underneath a clump of the ivy. She slipped them on. Getting burned was NOT a good idea. "Chaudensis!" She did the circular motion and felt the water can warm as the water inside it boiled and heated the metal.

The little badger sprinkled the water over her plant. There was no immediate effect, which Glenn took as a good sign. At least it wasn't like, scrivelling up or something.

"Back at the Greenhouses at last!" Jory thought as he entered the place. He was on his way to check this Fire Seed Bushling. He made his way over to his pot in the corner of Greenhouse 2. It took a while to find his among all the others.

Jory checked the light his Bushling was receiving. He decided it was a tad bit too much. "Um...Ivy, could you please move a bit so as to cover my Bushling a bit more?'' he asked. The boy thought the plant would not respond but a few seconds later the plant moved closer to his pot blocking out the light completely.

"Thank you,'' Jory said patting the plant gratefully.

Now to sing to her plant. Oh boy.

Glenn glanced around at the other people tending to their plants for Herbology homework. Satisfied that no one was watching her, she brushed a strand of curly blonde hair behind her ear and began her song...

I remember tears streaming down your face
When I said, I'll never let you go
When all those shadows almost killed your light
I remember you said, Don't leave me here alone
But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight

It was perhaps a bit depressing. But it also sounded like a lullaby, so hopefully it would help the plant. Her voice sounded okay in her ears, sorta sweet. Her mother's friends friend had taught her to sing. It came naturally to her.

Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound


Getting more confident, she raised her voice just a little bit. She giggled in a pause of the song when the plant started swaying in time.

Don't you dare look out your window darling
Everything's on fire
The war outside our door keeps raging on
Hold onto this lullaby
Even when the music's gone
Gone

She swayed with the plant, not really caring what everyone else thought of her dancing.

Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound

Glenn repeated the chorus again.

Just close your eyes
You'll be alright
Come morning light,
You and I'll be safe and sound...

She finished her song. It was her favourite, regardless of it being a muggle one. "So, did you like my song little plant?" She grinned and winked at her plant.

Laura tried to find a dark corner. But no place was dark enough. So, she decided to call Ivy and ask to block some light. 'Ivy dear..could you block the light in this corner for a while?,' she asked politely. The eagle waited for Ivy to do so. The plant moved a little to the right and blocked the sunrays from entering the room.

'Thanks a lot!!,' she said patting the plant.

Daichi moved towards the Greenhouses after writing his homework on a piece of paper for support. He entered the room and immediately walked towards the end of the house to check on his fire seed.

But as he walked closer, he noticed that his fire seed was in a ray of sunlight and he sighed. Picking the piece of paper out of his pocket, Daichi read the first line and turned around to look at the ivy. "Uhm... Ivy, can you block the sunlight?"

He waited for the ivy to move but nothing happened.

The third year looked around in the hope that no one would see him before eyeing the ivy again. "Pleeease~?" he said cutely and even held his hands together. To his surprise, the ivy now moved and blocked the sunlight for the fire seed. Smiling broadly, Daichi reached forward and gave a HUG to the plant. "Thank you!".

Letting go of the plant, the Slytherin grabbed an muggle pen and scratched the first line of his homework.

"Professor, we're to read bedtime stories to our Fire Seeds sproutlings?

"Didn't your parents read you bedtime stories when you were a baby? ... it's perfectly normal."

"They did Professor. But err--haven't heard of them reading bedtime stories to our plants."

" ... are your parents herbologists?"

"Oh! Uh..Well..they're not."

Beezus sighed heavily as she remembered the little conversation that she and the Herbology Professor had when she went to see her after reading the assignment that she had given them. She couldn't help but feel depressed. She talked back to a Professor when she was in fact in the unintelligent side.

With another sigh, she took out the small parchment she brought with her. On it were the instructions that Professor Bentley had given them for their homework. She re-read it as she walked. She did not notice that she was already deep down at the Greenhouse where they planted their Fire Seeds. Depression really did that to people, makes them lose focus.

Glancing around, she saw other students who were also there to tend to their Fire Seed sprouts. She decided to greet them before she starts. "Hello! Good..err--good day guys," she said hesitantly. Was it really still day? It was so dark in there! Well..not that dark but most part of the greenhouse was covered with the ivies.

"Okay..First up." she uttered and then she started to work. First, putting her backpack on a nearby table and taking out her gloves. She placed them on afterwards. The first task was to ensure that their sprouts were getting more darkness.

Beezus crouched beside the pot with a label 'Beezus'. That was hers, she labeled it especially. When she looked around its surroundings, there was enough darkness. The area where she had placed it was exactly beneath those fast climbing ivies so there was no need that she ask them to move. However, she still showed her gratitude. The young eaglet stood up and bowed. "Ever adorable creeping ivy plants, thank you for maintaining the darkness in this greenhouse. Please continue working hard. We are very thankful for all of your efforts," she said with a grin. Why..that was just a bit melodramatic.

The first task hadn't been so bad. Daichi read the second line on his parchment before placing it back in his jeans pocket. He eyed the fire seed while flicking his wrist. The phoenix feather wand fell out of his holster and in to his hands. really handy thing

Right. A light sprinkle of water. Pft that shouldn't be too hard since Daichi had trouble even producing a normal jet of water. He pointed his wand at the pot and said. "Aguamenti!" as nothing happened , Daichi pouted his lips. It did not surprise him but he was still frustrated. "Aguamenti" he tried again and now a slow light sprinkle of water covered the ground.

Smirking to himself, Daichi placed his wand back and grabbed the gloves. After he was done he re-grabbed the wand and pointed it at the fire seed yet again. "Chaedensis!" he shouted incorrectly and watched how sparks erupted from the wand with wide eyes.

Not good, not gooooood! what to do?! what was that spell again? "f-finite!" he shouted and watched as the unknown spell broke off. phew.

He was save now right? Daichi checked his fire seed and saw that no real harm had been done. "Chaudensis" He tried , this time using the right word and the water started to boil.

After thanking the ivy plants, Beezus took out the spare parchment again and crossed out the first step since she has accomplished it. Anyways, she had copied a duplicate of it on another quill parchment that she left safely tucked under insider her trunk.

After reading the second step, Beezus immediately headed to where the planting tools were placed. It was still on the same area where she found it during the last lesson so it didn't took a while. Carefully, she pulled out a small watering can from the pile of tools and brought it back with her to the area where her Fire Seed sprout was placed.

Then she pulled out her wand from its amethyst colored holster and she settled the watering can on the ground. She then crouched over it and pointed her wand right above the watering can's mouth for the refill. "Aguamenti.." she uttered, almost instantly water came spurting from the tip of her wand. She quickly pulled it away and the water stopped squirting out. She only needed a few amount of water for that kind of plant. And it has to be boiling water too Beezus, she told herself mentally. With that, she stood up and pointed her wand facing down the water on the watering can, then she formed a seemingly round shape on thin air as she mumbled, "Chaudensis."

After a few seconds came a sizzling sound and the next moment she looked at the water, it was already boiling. It was really a good thing that she only produced a light amount of water. The boiling took place fast and she also saved energy.

Now..unto the second step. Beezus covered the watering can with its cover that had little holes on it, and then ever so carefully..She sprinkled the sprout on the pot with boiling water. She observed how the tiny sprout reacted to the water. At first it seemingly lost its glow but when the water was sucked by the soil, it began to light up again.

She then emptied the watering can and returned it to its rightful place. Then she scratched on the second step on her spare parchment.

Laura smiled at the Ivy. She gave it a wink.

Okay, now, she had to water the plant. She took out her wand and pointed at the plant.'Aguamenti,' she said and water sprayed on the plant. With a circular motion of her wand , she uttered 'Chaudensis' OUCH!! A drop of that boiling hot water fell on her!!! Her eyes started watering. She tried to suppress the pain. Thankfully, it was just a first-degree boil.

What was next on the list?

Beezus referred once more to the spare parchment and froze again. She did had the chance to read it when she was still at the entrance of the greenhouse, yet she pretty much hoped that when she would arrive at the deeper part where there were plenty of ivy then it would change. Or that she won't be able to read it properly then she could just tell Bentley that it was all because of the creeping plants.

Yeah, well Beezus, go blame it on the plants. She sighed, she knew she had to do it. Eventually, she'll need to sing and dance in front of that little sprout. What a lucky thing it is!

With a determined face, Beezus stood up and looked at the Fire Seed Sproutling, it better grow healthy since she was going to do embarrassing things especially for it.

First she tried singing and dancing to the Crazy Funky Hat Song. But she figured it was too lame so she tried on another one. She moved her hips to and fro, circled around it as she do and rocked her head and sang do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti-do. The singing she enjoyed so much, but the dancing, not really.

When she was all sweaty, she stopped and chuckled at the sprout's direction. "Concert's done. Hope you enjoyed!" she said happily, a wide smile plastered on her face. Well..she kinda enjoyed it.

"I've gone for too long living like I'm not alive. So I'm going to start over tonight Beginning with you and I. When this memory fades I'm gonna make sure it's replaced. With chances taken Hope embraced And have I told you....." It was one of her favorite songs. Jezz hoped and prayed nobody would see her let alone hear her.

Taking her time she danced in circles around the little plant. She hoped that the plant was enjoying itself. She really didn't like to sing or dance. She was only doing it to help the little baby grow and bloom. "...if you use your eyes." That was that. She finished that step and looked down at the list of things to do.

Amethyst walked into the Greenhouse smiling wide, as she was very excited to be doing the first homework assignment of the new year. She had her notepad in her hands with the instructions in it.

Walking to the back of the Greenhouse, Amethyst struggled to find a dark enough area. She smiled, turning to the ivy. She gracefully ask the ivy a simple, but important question. "Dear Ivy, so wonderful and true, could I ask the smallest of favors? Could you please block the sunlight?"

The ivy seemed to understand her as it gently moved over the window, blocking the sunlight. Amethyst giggled quietly and hugged the plant. "Oh thank you, so much, Dear ivy!" She smiled and went right to work.

She opened her notebook, flipping to the page with the instructions on it. "Were is it..." She said with a bit of patience. "Aha!" She cleared her throat, reading the first instruction.



Hmm. It seemed that she'd done the first step.

Silvia stepped into the greenhouse by herself. It was dark, just like last time. She let her eyes adjust to the darkness and then carefully made her way to the back where the fire seeds were. She could only just barely read the names on the pots, and she hadn't learned a light spell yet. But she managed to find hers within a few minutes nonetheless.

The first year looked around the greenhouse. Small rays of light shone through a few breaks in the ivy, but none of them were close to her pot. But just to be sure, she shifted her pot slightly further into the corner. Silvia looked up and said, "Thanks, Ivy," and reached her hand out to touch it. The ivy gently wrapped around her hand for a moment, then let go. "I have to go to class now," she said, directing her attention back to her fire seed. "I'll come back soon." She turned to leave the greenhouse. "Bye fire seed, bye Ivy."

He had hoped he wouldn't have to come back here. But now it was part of their homework that they spend some time with their fire seed pot. Hopefully he would be okay. Yes, Lewis had come to think of the seed as a 'he' too after hearing Professor Bentley refer to it as such so often. Why it was a 'he', he wasn't sure but Lewis felt he owed the seed as much. For nearly killing him and all. Hopefully he had only NEARLY killed him...

Walking over to the dark corner the pots had been put, Lewis squinted in the darkness, checking a couple of pots before finally finding the one marked as 'HIM!'. That was his. Apparently the seed was supposed to have sprouted already. Like the other ones, his had too but it looked a little...different. More yellow than the others. Was that bad? Or good? Maybe it was extra-special. Maybe the other seeds were 'Shes' and that was why they were more green.

Right. Check if it was dark enough. He glanced up at the ivy on the windows and muttered, "Could you...like, make it a little darker? Please?" No, he didn't feel weird talking to a plant. No, not at all. But somehow it seemed to understand it, seeing as it drew a little closer together, engulfing his pot in complete darkness. "Erm...thank you, Ivy." Yes. Maybe now his seed would feel better.

.....He had to do WHAT?!

Daichi eyed the piece of parchment and re-read it atleast four times. Sing and dance? That couldn't be right. He read it again but still it said, sing and dance for the fire seed. HAS THE PROFESSOR GONE MAD?! puffing his cheeks, the Slytherin shyly looked around. Was this a joke? What if he danced and someone was filming it with a hidden camera?! Oh wait... this was hogwarts it would probably not work. But still!

This was really the weirdest homework he had had but took a deep breath none the less. He needed to succeed this in order to pass for the next year. All embarrased feelings aside , Daichi closed his eyes as he started to sing the song that was currently in his head.

Since the song was pretty calm he needed to spice things up by doing a dance. In his mind, he had his dance already planned out cause he had been practising at home. But since the embarrasment took over he started to dance likethis

When he stopped his little side by side step dance. He felt that his cheeks could not burn more than what he felt now. Really! no one was filming this right? O__O






ooc: i edited for a second time to remove the second video, i noticed there was a curse word somewhere in the video and since it isn't SS appropiate i deleted it