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    HERBOLOGY'S FOR NERDS
    #1
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    Alvis didn't mind herbology. It wasn't the most interesting class, that was true, but... well, at the very least the teacher wasn't a total jerk. Sometimes they looked at plants that were sort of cool, too. He had nothing against Professor Skeeter, he just had a prank to pull that required him to take some stuff from the guy. It would be a quick job, and nothing would be missing for long - nice and simple.

    He'd crept out to the greenhouses after a rather grueling quidditch practice that day, alone. It took him a few minutes to charm the lock on the door, but with a little effort, the young Slytherin managed to get inside. As expected, it was humid and sunny inside.

    Alfie glanced about the room to make sure the coast was clear, a grin twitching at his lips. He was good to go. He crept past rows and rows of plants, making sure to steer clear of the ones with teeth. He was looking for a very specific type - Chinese Chomping Cabbages.

    @Mason Skeeter
    #2
    so so sorry for the wait!!

    It was the time of year that Mason started to worry for the sanity and safety of some of their OWL and NEWT students. With testing coming up within the next few weeks it seemed that everybody was more... tense than usual. Mason was fairly certain he'd handed out more window-sized lavender plants to help everybody relax so far this year than he had last year.

    He felt stressed himself somehow, maybe it was just a side effect of being around everybody as of late. When he needed a break, Mason naturally took to the greenhouses, a little aimless sweeping, some pruning of shrubs, whatever it took to get his mind off final exams and all of the crazy students working themselves up over said exams.

    He and Pepper were meandering around some of the more sentient plants, making sure everybody was staying in their plot while he casually swept the paths when he heard some noise around the other side of the wide middle plot. He had a feeling it was Oscar, the fanged geranium acting up again, but he hadn't the heart to remove the beast yet. Miss Simpson and Miss Fisk had done such a nice job with it that Mason hadn't bothered to move it either. As he rounded the corner he thought he caught sight of a student, but these greenhouses were locked after this time... still he was pretty sure.

    "I'd watch out for Oscar if I were you." Mason warned airily, broom in hand as he looked around. What was the worst of it, he was talking to himself? Pepper already knew which plants to avoid and the fanged geranium snapped one of its mouths to punctuate his point.
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       Alfie Castor
    ovary-exploding set by MJ! o___o

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    #3
    // not a problem at all - i should be the one apologizing, considering how long it's been, aha. hope you don't mind me continuing this?

    There - in the very back of the greenhouse, tucked near a corner sat the Chinese Chomping Cabbages. He'd listened enough in class to know that once they were pulled out of the dirt, they were near impossible to hold down. That would make transporting them to the castle difficult, but he would manage. 

    He was sizing them up, weighing his options when he could've sworn he heard footsteps coming from the other side of the greenhouse. He froze, naturally ducking down to avoid whoever had just come in. He could only hope that it was a student; it was much easier to get an excuse past one of his fellow classmates. 

    "I'd watch out for Oscar if I were you." Alfie winced; that was without a doubt the voice of Professor Skeeter. He found himself backing up slowly, still crouched so that he wouldn't be seen behind the rows and rows of plants. Maybe, if he laid low, he would be able to make a run for the door... The boy's foot brushed up against a leaf, and then there was the searing sensation of teeth latching onto the back of his ankle. "Gah--!" He stumbled forward, managing to shake the fanged geranium from his leg but tripping over himself and falling to his knees in the process. He inspected the bite marks in his leg, shoulders shrugged in defeat - cover definitely blown.
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       Elsie Beauregard
    #4
    Mason had just about convinced himself he was hearing things when a shout sounded through the greenhouse. Ah so he hadn't been wrong about somebody being where they weren't supposed to be. Moving around to where the sound originated, Mason found Mr. Castor just beyond Oscar's reach now, the geranium snapping at the boy as if the tease him about the bite.

    "I did warn you. Was there something you were looking for, Mr. Castor?" Mason leaned casually on the broom he had in hand, but his tone of voice was not quite so relaxed. The professor curved one eyebrow upward in curiosity, waiting to hear what the excuse may be for being in the greenhouses after hours.
    ovary-exploding set by MJ! o___o

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    #5
    As expected, before Alfie could even hope to make a break for it, Professor Skeeter was looming over him with an expression that was less than promising for the boy. He glared momentarily at Oscar, which seemed to be quite proud of itself for giving away his hiding spot. 'Way to be a snitch, you stupid plant.' 

    "E-Er..." Something he was looking for? That was a good question, actually. Alfie's eyes flickered momentarily to the cabbages before they met Professor Skeeter's. He couldn't tell the truth, of course - he'd get into even more trouble if he explained the prank that he had been planning. But why else would he be in the greenhouse after hours? It wasn't like he was known to do educational stuff for fun or anything. He wiped some of the blood from his ankle and then hastily stood, careful to move away from Oscar. "Nothing in particular, sir. I was just... browsing." A nervous chuckle escaped his lips.