“Oh, I don’t know. You will probably want to speak to Miss Potts. She’s been tending them all year.” Calla Potts had been nice enough to show Sisse them when she had run into her out here in February, as one of Arthur’s housemates she was sure he might be able to speak with her about it.
Sisse smiled at his assessment of the importance of their last month, although she was actually rather worried about exams she had chosen not to worry about then just yet. In fact this was the very reason she had decided to work on her art assignment instead. “We’ll be meeting after supper tomorrow in the library.” She told him with a bright smile.

Oh shoot, she’d forgotten supper. She had promised to meet Sloane! “Oh no! I forgot what time it was. I’m suppose to meet some friends for supper. It’s been a pleasure to see you Mr. Price. Good luck on your essay. I’ll see you tomorrow.” And with that she hastily gave him a curtsey and made her way out of the gardens and back to the Great Hall.

  

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Thank you Bee <3 Your magic has made Sisse bloom

”I see. Thank you, I will ask miss Potts then,” Arthur replied, still imagining that perfect still life painting he would draw. He even closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, seeing all the praise he would receive in Art class, and then at his first exhibition, and then world-wide. But soon he was brought back to reality by Sisse mentioning the library meeting. “I’ll be there if nothing goes wrong, thank you.”

”Likewise, Miss Thompsett,” Arthur replied, bowing his head. ”See you tomorrow.” Now, it was the time for Shrivelfigs.