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"How was your summer?" he was a little curious about...everything going on with her mother and with Henric...and all that drama. Quote:
He took the box and squinted down at the plant's picture ON the box. "Well I'm quite excited, Miss Richards. My other one is doing just fine." He needed a name for this one. "ALSO congratulations on the badge, Kaycee! Why anyone gave you one is beyond me!" he shook his head slightly, a glint in his eye as he smirked. And...well, it was the truth. It WAS beyond him. |
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"We used to have a cat, Onyx, he was all black and he followed me everywhere I went, I wanted to bring him to Hogwarts with me, but the summer before I was due to come my first year.. he got sick." She said as she watched Zelda come up onto the Lily pad next to her and she gently stroked his wet fur. "He's fine now.. but he is staying with my Aunt and Uncle.. They didn't want him to get too confused with everything happening." She sighed softly as she lay her head on the dog briefly. "Thanks Professor Paul, I might have to do that." |
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Rocking out on his banjo and who knows, embarrassing his husband. "Also im sure this year we will be studying some crazy plants right?" The one thing Dante enjoyed about Herbo was all the weird and fascinating plants to be found. |
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Nodding at what he told her, she got herself more comfortable. "Nothing like being one with nature. Are there fish in the pond then?" Well, it was a valid question as far as she was concerned. There was something else that she wanted to ask him but she wasn't in a huge rush to do so because she was enjoying the peacefulness. Professor Myers was on to something here. |
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... a girl could dream, right? She laughed lightly. "Of course. We're pretty good at performing." Award winning actually. Hydra for the win! "I'm fine around water. Grew up in Miami." So fine was an underexaggeration. She was raised on the water. Naww. Yay for the other one doing fine. Of course, he wouldn't be much of a herbology professor if he just let the plants die. She then laughed and tapped her badge. "Yeah, well. I was just as surprised." |
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"And yeah! Zelda loves company..." he smiled as the dog lazed on the lily-pad next to Azura, finally rolling onto her back, paws up, getting cozy. "I don't understand how they can sleep like that...it doesn't look..." and he rolled onto his back himself, sticking his knees up and his arms up. "Yeah see? I don't see the appeal, Zelda..." NOT COMFORTABLE AT ALL. Quote:
As for crazy plants..."Well, some crazy...others just plain COOL, Mr. Barrington. Granted, if you think about it, all plants are crazy..." just think about HOW FASCINATING THEY WERE. All that fancy stuff. Chemical changes...like photosynthesis and whatnot. Ugh. Paul was nerding out on the inside, but merely gazed at Dante curiously. No need to subject the boy to that. Quote:
He glanced down into the water. "No...no fishies. I thought that might be a bad idea...my dog might accidentally...kill them and all. " And that...would NOT be desirable. Obviously. Quote:
Award winning? Paul widened his eyes. "You and Mr. Scabior have won actual awards for dancing?" he asked softly. "THAT'S SO AWESOME!" he burst out. "I would LOVE to see your moves! I can't dance at all!" So when others COULD dance...Paul could watch people dance for hours. It was so interesting! Such talent! He admired it so. Paul snorted. "I bet you were!" Because HA. Kaycee Richards, PREFECT. Who would have guessed?! Not Paul! |
Isabella didn't really want to be here, standing outside a door to what she assumed was the Herbology professor's office. But her mother had suggested she meet her head of house, so Isabella agreed. It was a good thing she hadn't told her that the Hufflepuff head of house was also the Herbology professor, or her mother probably would have shown up at Hogwarts herself to forcibly introduce Isabella to the man. As it was, Isabella knew she couldn't lie and just say she had met the professor, because what if her mother found out? Surely they knew the same people. The same...plant people. Isabella knocked on the door, then turned to look around while she waited for an answer. |
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She grinned down at the dog as she rolled over and lay on her back, and Azura gently reached over to pat her belly softly.. "Well.. it doesn't look super comfy.. but they seem to like it.." And then Azura's purple eyes caught the Professor doing the same thing as the dog.. And she burst into giggles.. The first peal of laughter that had been heard from her mouth ever since she had gotten the news of her mother.. She shook her head a little.. Oh Merlin it was funny! |
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YES! She nodded enthusiastically. "Yes! We have. He's a very good break dancer. I've taught him to be a bit more hip hop." Which was a nice way of saying he was completely hopeless without here. (Which actually wasn't true, but she did open up the world of competition to him.) "I'll talk to Kyroh and we'll set up a performance time." IT WOULD BE FUN! "We could probably even teach you a few basic things." If he were interested. She poked the badge she was wearing. Yeah. Professor Flamsteed must have been on something. Oh well. No complaints. |
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Since he was right all plants were crazy. "So crazy and cool plants. No gravity resistant trees again?." Dante still thought those things were amazing. "Also Professor are sixth years allowed in Greenhouse Four?" |
Art had some little seedlings in some little jiffy pots, arranged inside a cardboard tray. He needed to give his roses some sunlight, but that wasn't the only reason he wanted to see Paul today. Nope. He was ITCHING to do something FUN. Besides drink tea and have a catchup in their offices or... meeting spaces. He awkwardly balanced the cardboard tray in one hand, worried that he would drop it, and knocked three times. |
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Paul was busy jumping on a lily-pad, making the water slosh around gently. His dog, Zelda, seemed to think it was some sort of game, trying to paw at the water against the walls. Quote:
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"And...yes, you are. I even let OWL students in there...for studying purposes. And younger students, too, with me. What do you want to do in there?" He asked curiously. "No...experiments, right?" Because the paranoia was STRONG. Quote:
But alas, he was barefoot when he opened the door. "Oh! Art!" he smiled and felt his cheeks go red slightly. "How lovely it is to see you--er--" he opened the door wider to reveal the inside of the ......lily-padded room. "Come in, then!" Paul Myers was just...a tiny bit embarrassed. |
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She considered that. Hmmmm... "Could we do it in the Great Hall? On the tables? That way you get a good view." AND IT WOULD BE AWESOME! Especially a Professor supported dancing on tables event. Now was the part where you say 'That is an AMAZING idea', Professor. |
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"Professor?" she said, wobbling a little because the sloshing water was making the lily pad a bit unstable. "What are you doing?" |
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Oh. Of course. "Does he like swimming in the pond?" Some dogs loved the water though of course a lot of them didn't. She supposed she wouldn't either if she was covered with a thick coat of fur. Obviously that would never happen since she wasn't a Werewolf... "I also wanted to ask you something." Just a fun little idea that she had a little while back. Maybe Professor Myers would be keen. He DID have a whimsical side after all. |
Carl had not visited Professor Myers officially this year and he wanted to fix that, because 1. he was his Head of House, 2. he was a cool person and 3. he had heard the office had changed and he wanted to check it out. The only time he came to look for the Professor was last term when the Hufflepuff Study Tables were stuck on the ceiling. At least nothing of the sort had happened ... yet. Humming a tune, he knocked on the door. |
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" It was very busy, I spent most of it at Henric's parents. They are really lovely people and I'm a bit better with muggle things now." Of course, that wasn't all of what he was asking. He was the only professor that knew of her situation. ".....she and I had a fight my second night home. She threw me out in the middle of the night...and said I was no longer a child of hers. So, I walked to Henric's and they took me in without a second thought." Yes she was happier with Henric and her freedom...but it still stung a bit. |
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"So they go to your own greenhouse when they get too big?" Cool, he had to ask because well it was a stupid thing to get in trouble over. So he could even have gotten in there last year if he asked. Good to know if it was the beginning of last year. Oh well. "Just study some of the more dangerous plants. Have people been doing experiments?" Because why else would he bring that up. |
BANG. BANG. BANG. BANG. BANG. Song Jaemin was on a mission. It was after classes, but before dinner, and he had things to do. So many THINGS. IMMEDIATELY. The small boy had high-tailed it out of his dorm and down to Paul's office...? area? place? all at top speed. He hadn't even managed to get both shoes back on his feet as he had left the dorm, and was indeed carrying one in his hands. Which he was using to knock on the door. Rather hard. BANG went the shoe on the door again as the miniature Slytherin bounced on his toes, half of them socked (and the sock now rather dirty). This was taking SO LONG. Way TOO long. "PROFESSOR MYERS!" he yelled, clearly over-excited and a little bit distressed. "I NEED TO ASK YOU SOMETHING." And fast. So hurry. He didn't have much time. |
AS ALWAYS, Hugo had to pay a visit to Myers because...just because. And so he headed to the professor's office but to his suprise there was no waiting area. He stood there and looked around, he was pretty sure here was supposed to be flower chairs and magazines but not anymore. Oh well. He knocked on the door and waited for Myers to open the door. |
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Plus, he had been a dweeb back at school. Not fun. Great Hall? oN THE TABLES? "BRILLIANT IDEA, KAYCEE!" he cried suddenly. He had to admit the girl was growing on him because his former dislike for her was slowly decreasing. "I could even play my BANJO in some NEWGRASS style..." was she familiar with NewGrass? Hmmmmm? Quote:
"What can I do ya' for today, Isabella, my new little badger?" he asked cheerfully. "How do you like school so far?" Quote:
"Oh! This is Zelda--she's a SHE," he said with a chuckle. "My other dog, Charles, was just not happy here.." he sighed. "But ZELDA enjoys it!" he nodded. "And she likes swimming, yes. Very adventurous dog, she is. I'd say she's a total Gryffindor," he snorted. ....an idea. "Oh?" he asked, and he raised an eyebrow. "Well..go on, Esme." Quote:
And so he was getting ready to when he heard the knock on the door! Oh goody, company! More procrastination from responsibilities! This was great! "Come in!" he called out. Quote:
"And no no! Not busy at all!" he gestured the man inside and went to plop down on a lily-pad. "I am grand, Art! Just grand, like my room!" he chortled. "Have a seat, my friend!" Quote:
Ahh. He sighed and looked down. "I am...sorry to hear that," about getting kicked out. "And I am so sorry your mother is...being that way." This was difficult. He thought the mother...was being ridiculous. But it was not his job or his place to say so. So...he bit his tongue and continued, "But...I am glad to see it has...worked out, for now, even if not in the most desirable of ways, Ilia. Your mother will come around...I'm sure of it," he looked back up, meeting her gaze. "They always do." He knew from experience. Quote:
...ugh. Paul cringed at the question. "....Daxton.....Prince." And that was all he needed to say, right? Dante could catch on. Quote:
...... WAS A TROLL KNOCKING ON HIS DOOR? Paul THREW it open, about to calmly tell whoever this ENORMOUS person was to take it easy on his door when he realized it was Mr. Song. ".......Jaemin, what is the matter? Are you okay? You look harried, m'boy!" Quote:
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The small boy held the shoe loosely in one hand and stared up at the professor, blinking a bit more rapidly than normal. "Professor, are there flowers in the greenhouses that are iridescent? Are there any that make glitter? Are there flowers like that?" Quick, Paul. QUICK. Fast answers. FAST. |
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"...As of right now, no, m'boy...I'm very sorry--why?" he asked quickly, wondering what in Merlin's beard was going on! "Just the color-changing roses...not any...iridescent ones or glitter productive ones.." though now he wanted them to exist O___O they sounded BRILLIANT. |
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HOW AWESOME WAS THAT?! She made a mental note to have someone hold her mirror so the boyfriend could watch. He'd be so proud. "What is NewGrass!?" she squealed. She was still excited. Whoops. Hopefully that didn't sound like yelling. "It sound like hip hop, right? I need a beat." |
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