Kat was too young to believe in fate and things than were meant to be, but one things for sure. Someone knew that Kat needed to be in the house where the Herbology professor what the head of house. But this, this was something that was lined up in the stars since the eleven year old was born.

She had to go talk to the man behind the plants. See if she could help out with things around the greenhouses or common room. Honestly she just wanted to help out and get as good with Herbology as her mother was. Professor Meyers was in for it because Kat was going to be around a lot.

SORRYNOTSORRY

The blonde bounced around the greenhouses until she found the professors office door. She give it a tap tap tap, and stood back patiently. Like a good patient Hufflepuff was suppose to.

Paul was reading a novel entitled The Broccoli In Us All when he heard the knock on his office door. AH! Someone was here to visit! He hopped up, patting Charles on the head as he made for the door.

The start of term excitement was bubbling in his stomach, and the smile on Paul's face as he opened the door to see one of his newest little badgers....ugggggh. Paul was just so happy and joyful! "Hello there! Miss....gosh, I am going to have to work hard to learn all you first years' names! Please do come in! And don't mind Charles--" his dog was curled up in the corner, lifting his head curiously to see about this commotion, but he couldn't get up for anyone unless they smelled really...strong or something.

He gestured the girl inside.

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His very first visit was to Myers' office because he was cool and fun to talk to. Hugo was happy that the professor didn't left 'cause mostly EVERYONE was gone from last year. He made his way to the grounds, the weather was nice and he was getting used to this new hair color not really. Just for a while. He should've visited the Transfiguration professor instead so he could go back to normal. Guess that would be for later.

The fifth year entered the seating area and there were the weird but awesome furniture that the first time he saw them he wasn't very sure to sit on them. He knocked on the door and waited. In the meantime he grabbed a magazine. Let's see what was new in plants.

Paul was headed inside from taking Charles on a walk. The enormous dog bounded inside, seeing the boy before Paul did. Charles immediately began to sniff the boy, pawing at him and being generally excited. He barked happily and ran for the door.

"Wooooa...okay boy, calm down, Charles---" he grinned and let go of the leash, letting the dog scratch at his door. "Hello, Hugo! It's love to see you, m'boy!" he nodded. "Sorry, Charles is...very hyper today. It's why I took him for a walk." Dog was a LOT of work...but poor Milton had the other three at home! So!

"Come in, come in--" he slipped into his office.

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With the free time before classes began in earnest, Olivia had decided to explore the castle and grounds and see where everything was. It was for that reason that she was down at the greenhouses. Admittedly the subject wasn’t her highest interest but she did like the outdoors, and the professor certainly seemed like a cool one. Musical too if the instrument she had vaguely noticed in the hubbub at the feast had in fact been his. That would be something they had in common...something to randomly talk about if nothing else.

So when she came to the man’s supposed office, the first year figured it wouldn’t hurt to meet Professor Myers. The worst he could do was shoo her away…or maybe not even be there. But it was worth the chance. Olivia walked up to the door and gave it a polite knock before taking a seat in one of the chairs situated in the seating area to await a response or a decision to leave if nothing came.

Paul took a few to answer....because he had been napping. Not an on-purpose nap, either. He had fallen asleep, at his desk, while reading some magazine Milton had sent him that he thought Paul would like. Well, Paul DID enjoy it, but he was really very tired today, and so...

The nap. The accidental nap.

But as soon as he heard the knock, he gave his wand a wave to open the door. "C-c-come IIIIIIN--" he yawned, standing up to stretch a bit.

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There was bound to be a line outside the Herbology Professor's office, since he was SO nice and SO understanding... and now the Hufflepuff Head of House, as Dot understood it. Bound to be a huge line, so she was pleasantly surprised only to find a few students waiting there.

The girl clutched a handkerchief in her hands, pressing it against the folds of her skirt, and decided that she most definitely could wait for the professor to have time for her.

He had had a few visitors today...it always made him feel really special. Some of the faces he had expected to see had not yet come...and so, when he let the current student he had been speaking with out and saw none other than Miss Dot Wojack-Gusey, he beamed so wide, the smile surely took up his entire face.

"Dot! M'dear, come right in and have a seat...I hope you don't mind dogs." Because Charles Fluffington was lounging next to Paul's desk, chewing on a bone while Paul did his thing.

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Kaycee circled the weird chair in the waiting area. She was about to go knock on the door, but, for obvious reasons, because distracted. What was this chair? Where did he get it?

And most importantly, if she sat down, would it eat her? Because it looked mildly possessed. Or charmed. Whatever the politically correct term for people eating furniture was.

She set the box she was carrying on the ground. She then caaaarefully approached the chair. She gave it a quick nudge with her knee to the part that could only be described of the petal of the people eating chair.

She then leaped backwards. She would not get eaten today! ... Especially if the chair didn't actually fight back.

The knock on the door was a pleasant surprise for the professor, who had been making himself some tea and getting ready to head outside to do some pruning, and perhaps brushing some of the flesh-eating firs' teeth.

He didn't mind the visit, though. Not one bit!

The door opened, and he poked his head out. "Oh, hello, Kaycee! Come right in, m'dear!" he waved her inside.

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It had been a busy morning for Hadley Denaker. First day of classes and all. Well, actually there had only been one class so far. So far, since waking up, she'd had breakfast, cleaned the library as punishment for being a part of the food fight last night, gotten in a one-sided food fight with peeves the ghost in the library, cleaned the library again, cleaned the food off herself (some dried smudges of tomato sauce, mashed potatoes and chocolate pudding where still visible in spots she missed), and gone to class.

Otherwise, she'd have been here soon. Honest. At the present, she was staring suspiciously at the odd chairs all the while standing at Professor Myers' office door.

Without taking her eyes off the chairs -they were up to something- Haddie knocked on his door. Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock. Those chairs were definitely not to be trusted. Knock Knock.

Paul heard the knock. He wasn't too busy right now. Actually, he wasn't busy at all, so this was a welcome break from doing absolutely nothing, heh.

He came to the door and peered out. "Hello, Miss Denaker...please come in!" and he went back to sit behind his desk. He smiled at her because....well, he was glad she see she was adjusting to Hogwarts.

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Dante actually had a reason to come down this time and no this time he was not going to ask what was on the curriculum this term. He trusted Professor Paul enough to make it somewhat interesting. Nope he had gossip he wanted to confirm and well you better to ask than the point of the gossip. He did trust Aslan was telling the truth but you never know.

He knocked on his door and took a seat in his favorite flower seat. He was growing to like them.

Now to find out if he sings to himself when no ones around. Though him bringing a banjo to the feast does help the idea that it is true.

Another busy day of being a professor! Paul had dirty hands. Dirty hands from handling dirty plants...and one of those Venomous Tentacula had given him a VERY hard time just now. He ZOOMED past Dante without even noticing him at first, slamming his office door shut behind him--

WAIT?

STUDENT!

He peeked his head out. "Mr. Barrington...please do come in! So sorry for that--" and he gestured the boy inside.

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Professor Myers told him to meet him at his office but he rather wait for his turn to be called in. Henric took a seat on one of the blue chairs available there. Blue was his favourite colour so he chose that one. "Fancy chairs...nice..."he mused as he spun around in circles. Hmmm....he wondered what Professor Myers be wanting to see him? He sighed as he leaned back against his chair and stares off blankly into the ceiling.

The man of the hour, Henric.

Paul heard the knock, but he was currently with another student. As SOON as the meeting was over, though, he led the student out and smiled as he saw Henric.

"Hello, Henric! Come right in, m'boy!" he waved him inside.

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Carrying two plants one under each arm Leo made his way down to the green houses to find Paul. His sisters had again dumped plants on him that their mother thought they could learn to care for. Unfortunately the Kitridge children were notoriously bad at caring for plants, always had been. It was like a curse. If they tried to the plants always without fail withered and died.

Leo had survived his owls and newts in the subject but plants gave him the creeps. They just did. Coming into Paul's waiting area he knocked on his colleagues office door, no idea if he was in Leo plopped himself down into a weird looking purple chair to wait with his plants.

Nothing was really going on in the Herbology world today, at least not for Paul. The knock was a welcome distraction to grading some recent essays he had set his NEWT students. He really needed to give more essays to the younger ones so that...the NEWT level essays weren't so daunting. Hmph.

He peeked out his door, smiling. "Leo! Come on in, my friend!" he gestured the man inside.

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Madge, after the disappointment with the Divination "class", if you could call it that, decided maybe if divination didn't work out this year, maybe Herbology would. She liked plants, she hadn't had much practice growing them herself, but she admired her grandmothers garden. She thought perhaps a visit to the Herbology professor might cheer her up. He seemed nice enough in class anyway.

She gave the door a tentative knock as she rocked back and forth in her shiny black buckle shoes.

As she waited she glanced around at the hall outside the professor's door and was a bit taken back by the curious chairs... trumpet flowers? Quite possibly? There was also a pile of curious magazines, some she recognized as muggle magazines her mother sometimes bought, but most were... definitely magical in origin.

It was very hard to zoom about when one was holding something rather large and cumbersome. Jaemin had learned this on his way down to the professor's office; before leaving his dorm, he'd wrapped the large glass tank in a cloak to keep it warm, and now he was holding it from underneath as if it were a very strangely shaped baby. He wasn't sure if the glass was still breakable or if that was something that had also been carefully charmed, but he wasn't about to find out. He waddled carefully into the area outside Professor Myers' door and cast his gaze around for a place to set it down.

The chairs were so cooooool. He considered them for a very long moment, walking back and forth in front of them and looking at the colours before deciding on a white one. It was the prettiest. The small boy very carefully arranged his big, cloak-covered tank on one, making sure it was nice and stable, before moving to the door and knocking.

Oh profeeeeeeeessooooooooooooor.

[SPOILER=Madge] Paul heard the knock and swiftly went to open the door, smiling he saw one of his badgers. "Hello, Madge--come in! Would you like any tea or water? Biscuits? Anything?" he asked as he swept her inside, shutting the door behind him.

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Knock knock knock went the door, and Paul gingerly skipped to the it from inside his office. He was giddy today. And so when he opened it and saw little Jay Song, he smiled. "Hello m'boy! Come right in, why don't you!" he said as he skipped his way back inside.

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WHAAAAAAAAAT IS THIS LIIIIIIFE???????

What was going on with his life right now???? HE WAS GOING INSANE! Bradson ran all the way from the treehouse with his hands up on the air to see his head of house! HE WAS GOING MAD, BONKERS! He was becoming one of those crazy elderly people!

WAS HE BECOMING THE HAG????

The first year darted into the seating area of Professor Paul's office and ran into the door. He didn't know what was going on. "PROFESSOR! I'M GOING BONKERS, NUTS, NUTS I TELL YOU!" The Scottish boy yelled and banged loudly on the office door.

That was enough to disrupt ANYTHING Paul might have been doing--which wasn't much, thankfully, right now--and so the man rushed to his door, threw it open, and eyed the boy with wide eyes.

"....Brady..." he said softly. "Why-why do you SAY that?" he asked, shutting his office door behind him as he eyed the rows of flower chairs in his seating area. "Banging on my door like that...yes, you sound a liiiiiiittle nuts right now-" he pat the boy's shoulder. "Seriously, though...what's WRONG?"

Stay calm. DEEP BREATHS. Stay calm. He was about to blow off the handle at any moment. The door opened! Or did he imagine that? Nah, he couldn't have look right there was Professor Paul!

Yes it had been a few months since the whole cooking in a cauldron thing had happened but Brady never talked to anyone about it. Not his grandmother or his aunts and uncles. He didn't even talk to his best friend Kat. He just shrugged it off and didn't talk about how he felt or is feeling. "She's driving me nuts!" He still hadn't slept through the night since that divinations lesson.

"THIS HAG WOMAN IS DRIVING ME CRAZY!"