Heh. A FROG. Paul made a small frog noise but began to laugh a little too much to continue. The room really brought out the SILLINESS in him. "Well, I always enjoy a random and spontaneous visit, you know," he nodded and relaxed his shoulders.

"How was your summer?" he was a little curious about...everything going on with her mother and with Henric...and all that drama.

"They are a bit boring, yes," he said in reply. "Stifling." Stifling to productive THOUGHT. "You could, Kaycee. I wouldn't mind," he chuckled. "As long as I could watch. And as long as you both can swim!" he gestured at the water. "It's not deep at all, though...

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.

Azura smiled a little as she kept rubbing Zelda's fur as she listened to Professor Meyers story.. "Well, at least this one seems to like you more." She said with a smile as she looked down at the dog.

"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."

Well alright. Dante hopped on over to the man which was not as easy as he thought. He had never done this and well he had said it was possible to fall in. But he made it like a boss and that was that. "I had a busy summer. Visited some graduated friends and and was happy with my exam results. Which i guess gets me excited to learn. What about you Professor. Have a wild and crazy summer yourself?"

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.

"I just wanted to say hi," Esme said with a smile as she settled in on the lily pad with him. Laughing at his excitement over brownies, she handed the plate over to him - as soon as he had put his banjo away, that is. "Nice playing. It would be fun to make music with you some time." Maybe she could bring the acoustic guitar that she had gotten during the summer; it was one of the few things that she had INSISTED on taking to school with her.

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.

Kaycee grinned. "It's refreshing to hear you say that." Maybe that meant he would start a revolution and get rid of traditional desks in the school.

... 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."

Onyx the cat. Paul smiled. "Well..maybe you can bring him after Christmas break. I'm sure it would be nice to have him here, and I'd love to meet him, if so." Paul personally thought it might HELP the girl to have her cat here...but he couldn't really voice those thoughts to the girl. "Is he feeling better now?" He hoped so...

"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.

"How did you do on your Herbology OWL, m'boy? I assume well?" he asked, eyebrow raised. He'd be disappointed to hear otherwise, to be honest. Dante was pretty decent at the subject.

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.

"Saying hi is always allowed!" he grinned. "And I like the company of my students." Just to talk or to work on plant things--anything! "Did you enjoy our recording session this summer? It got a little more...eccentric than I wanted," he rolled his eyes. "Pearl can be weird sometimes." AKA, all the time.

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.

"I was never a desk guy." He shrugged. He got some flack back when he taught University...but bah on them all. He marched to the beat of his own BANJO, yeah?

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.

Azura nodded, "I'll owl my Aunt to see if she'll let me. She and My Uncle are taking care of.. things."[/b] Since her Step-father had disappeared, and her real father was no where to be found.. Her Aunt and Uncle were the ones that had handled a lot about her mother's death. She bit her lip a little as she tried to push away the fact that she was pretty much an orphan now.. "If I get to take him back, I'll bring him here to meet you." Onyx was the sweetest cat in the world. "And yes, he's all better now thankfully." She said softly, she hoped at least.

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!

Kaycee laughed. Desks were overrated and she completely agreed.

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.

"An E. So pretty well. " It even surprised him a little since he thought he was getting an A for sure. Failure never crossed his mind. Must be a slytherin thing or something. Who knows. When concerning Professor Paul and plants. Dante usually combined crazy and cool together since their was no distinct Dante could find.

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.

"Come iiiiiin my dear!" he called out.

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.

Paul rolled back onto his butt, sitting up once more, and chuckled a bit. "Dogs do a lot of things I wouldn't find that comfortable, honestly," he shrugged. "Cats, too, I bet. I've never had a cat, but I know they do weird stuff all the time, too. Aren't cats afraid of cucumbers?" he asked softly. "I can't say much, though, because one of our dogs at home is scared of pickles." PAHAH! "But I think it's the smell of the vinegar that throws him off."

So he was doing the "distract" technique with Azura, it seemed, and so far, he was pleased with the results.

"Wow...I never would have guessed that about Kyroh...he seems so...shy." He commented. Granted, maybe Herbology didn't interest the boy, and so he only seemed shy to Paul. "But I would love a performance! Have you two thought of putting on a talent show or something? You're a prefect now, you could make it happen, Miss Richards."

And maybe...Paul would help organize ahem ahem and play a song because he was AMAZING at banjo you know?

Paul chuckled. "You liked them, eh? I have them in Greenhouse...three, I believe?" he would have to check on that. "You can always go visit them. They're getting so big though...I might have to get some younger ones soon and move them to my greenhouses back home." Where they have more room and whatnot.

"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.

If Paul had known it was Art, he would have put shoes on.

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.

Kaycee laughed lightly. "He definitely loosens up whenever he's dancing." That seemed a pretty common theme with Ravenclaws. There was angst and there was the thing that let them let go. It was pretty interesting actually.

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.

Isabella took a step into the professor's meeting space and froze. Giant lily pads. The herbology professor was jumping on a lily pad and there was water and it was splashing. Why was Hogwarts filled with so many strange professors?? She took a step, gingerly, onto the nearest lily pad and put her arms out to her side for balance.

"Professor?" she said, wobbling a little because the sloshing water was making the lily pad a bit unstable. "What are you doing?"

It was good that Professor Myers didn't think she was wasting his time, but then Esme knew that the man was not mean like that. This was why he was one of her favourite Professors as well as the best Head of House. She smiled at him. She liked his company too. "Oh, I did. It was wonderful. Thank you so much for arranging it." Yes, Pearl WAS odd, but there was nothing wrong with that. "I love playing musical instruments. I inherited my mother's gift with them." Though her enjoyment didn't go beyond a past-time; her career would be geared more towards the people though she hadn't yet worked out EXACTLY what she wanted to do for a living.

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.

Art didn't even pick up on the blush thing. Nope, but he did pick up on the no shoes thing. He gave Paul a smile and nod, "I-I hope you're not busy?" he asked, coming in anyway and putting the tray down on the ground. He took his shoes off, and then his socks, and put them at the door. He just assumed that there was a no shoes rule in here. He wriggled his toes and looked back up. "What a grand room you have, Paul," he said. "How... how are you?"

Ilia couldn't help but giggle a little at his frog sound. As long as it wasn't too toad like they were good. Ilia still wasn't quite over her fourth year encounter, just good at hiding it. " I thought you might and it might be nice to just have a visit instead of someone wanting something. "

" 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.

So he did still have them. Dante just thought they were interesting and okay COOL. So he probably will be visiting them sometime in the future if he remembers. Also he was not surprised Paul had a greenhouse at his house or maybe his house was a green house. Hehe.

"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.

Paul could attest to this, yes, since he had been a Ravenclaw back in school. The angst had been strong. He could remember it. Being a teenager...well. It sucked, there was no way around it, and Paul was SOOOOOO glad that time in his life was so far placed from his current self.

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?

"What does it LOOK like I'm doing, m'dear?!" he called out as he took ONE final bounce and flopped onto the lily-pad. Zelda, exhausted too, crawled onto an empty one and curled up to stare at Isabella curiously.

"What can I do ya' for today, Isabella, my new little badger?" he asked cheerfully. "How do you like school so far?"

Paul was glad that Pearl hadn't been too much for Esme to handle. "And yes you......play piano?" he thought he remembered her telling him this last term...right?

"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."

Paul was getting nothing done. He couldn't concentrate on essays, and he couldn't get any reading done. His head was too full! He decided he needed to...meditate.

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.

Them oldies had to stuck together. He liked Art. Art was a pal. So he was soooooo happy to see him make the trek down (or up???) here from the dungeons! "I bet it's hard to get fresh air down in the dungeon, eh?" he asked.

"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!"

"I don't mind helping people EVER....but yes, a visit for the sake of a visit is nice, too, M'dear," he smiled and settled back onto his lily-pad with comfortable ease. They were definitely more comfortable than he would have thought.

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.

"Eh..well...not always. Sometimes I'll give them to Herbologists who have the room or want them," friends, usually. Milton didn't always like the addition of MORE plants, but alas, sorry Milly.

...ugh.

Paul cringed at the question.

"....Daxton.....Prince." And that was all he needed to say, right? Dante could catch on.

....

......

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!"

Paul had had a busy, hectic day and was...a little frazzled when he opened the door to see the Slytherin prefect. "Hugo! Hello there, young man--come right in--don't fall in--"

He smirked to himself.

He what? Harried? What? HE DIDN'T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANT. Jaemin immediately brushed aside his thought about that, however, because it was not important. What was important was the fact that he'd FINALLY gotten THE PROFESSOR to answer his door. It felt like he'd been standing there for YEARS. YEARS, PAUL. He had PLACES to BE.

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.

He was officially..concerned. Jaemin seemed out of sorts. Actually, he seemed MORE than just out of sorts.

"...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.

Kaycee sported a WIDE grin. YAY! THE PROFESSOR WAS ON BOARD! Which meant it was ALLOWED! She was half tempted to run out and find Kyroh right then. THEY HAD A PERFORMANCE ARRANGED. ON TABLES.

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."