Sho moved from the shed to the student gardens, smile on his face as he saw the familiar sparkle. There it was. His flower was as vibrant as every, shining golden in the little sunlight that could poke through the clouds.

"There you are," he smiled.

He tested the soil around the flower and nodded approvingly. It was sufficiently moist from the rain so he decided to forgo watering it for now. Hopefully no one would try to destroy it this year...

"Soil looks nourished, it's moist... Guess I don't have anything to do with you right now other than admire you my precious flower."

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Sho, who had wandered away from his flower to go look at the odd new van parked off in a menagerie of hippie... stuff..., returned to the gardens with Claudian. He figured he knew what the big slug wanted to talk about and he had to admit that it was kind of exciting to be involved in a fancy club.

"Alright. Here we are," he said, looking around at the flowers.

"H'mm, well, first things first..." He said casting the silencing charm over them. No one there at the moment but you never knew if there might be a student or two lurking outside of the greenhouses. The charm cast he smiled serenely and began. "I've been working through some titles for our little club, Mr. Inagaki. I'd like to know if you might help me narrow it down to a few that we might ask the other gentlemen involved to vote on?" He paused for a moment. "I'd also like to know if I could make you my official secretary?"

Sho was looking around at the trees and flowers, expecting the general, 'What should we name the club' question, but he wasn't expecting the other question. He turned to look at Claudian and smiled happily.

"I... Well I'd be honored to be your secretary!" he smiled happily.

Responsibility. It was a good thing. At least for him.

"And as secretary, I shall provide you with feedback on the names you come up with."

"Brilliant, mate! Thank you." Claudian pulled out a small piece of paper on which he'd scribbled some of the names in Kreyol. "Now, admittedly I don't have much, but allow me to share what I do have with you. Tell me, Mr. Inagaki ...would you mind being a member of the Big Damn Club of Sheer and Utter Maniless?"

"The Big... That seems a bit complicated... and the acronym is sort of long," he said, rubbing his chin. "Though it isn't bad. Do you have any others?"

He was in his thinking mode now. Thoughts were clear, hair was perfectly parted, pose was obviously one of deep thought. He had a job to do this term and he was going to do the best job possible. Though he was sort of hungry... but he wasn't going to give into that just yet."

Claudian stood back. Obviously, there was a genius at work here...and artist! "Not very much else. The Earnity Fraternity of Discernity, The Secret Manly Wizarding Club, and, after my great uncle, The Brotherhood of the Slug Society, B.O.S.S." He waited for a response.

Sho continued to listen intently. One did spark something in him. One that would work on letterheads. The SMWC. That one would certainly work on stationary, or buttons, or...

"The Secret Manly Wizarding Club is good. It's classy, it fits nicely on calling cards. Yes. The SMWC," he nodded approvingly.

Sho's pose relaxed as he smiled to the giant Slytherin. This club was certainly shaping up to be something.

Claudian lifted the Muffliato. "Yes. It was actually Mr. Lee's suggestion, and I rather liked it at time he had suggested it to me as well. He's got taste, hasn't he?" Slughorn laughed. "All that's left is the agenda, but I think I'd probably better owl that to you."

Ryan had just remembered the student gardens still existed, and walked up to his plant. "Why, hello there, Rowena's Knight," he said cheerily, smiling brightly and squinting his eyes.

Suddenly, he spotted a looming shadow creeping up on him...and it said his name! He recognized the smooth voice, after a bit of contemplation, as none other than Claudian Slughorn's.

Ryan straightened himself, revealing his rather tall figure, and brushed of his dusty knees. Offering a hand for a shake (not a milkshake, of course. A hand-flavored milk shake? Who thinks of that?!) and said, "Hello there, good sir. I do believe I heard mention of the Secret Manly Wizarding Club. So, you have adopted my name then?" He chuckled lightly. What a good-natured fellow.

Acted a bit too soon. He casted the Muffliato again over the three of them.

"Ah, Mr. Lee. So good of you to join us!" Slughorn boomed jovially and taking the boy's hand gave it a warm, vigorous handshake. "I do believe we have, sir. Your suggestion implies all the correct things, and as Mr. Inagaki was saying, conveys a certain level of class."

Sho smiled to Lee, his partner in crime. He looked around to see if anyone was stalking them, but saw no one. Apparently Lee had come up with the name that did seem to work well on letterheads...

"Class. Yes, it is pretty classy, but also rather... silly... at the same time. It's a lovely oxymoron," he smiled.

Cassandra came out to the student gardens... Great... Lee, Inagaki and Slughorn... She did not wish to be seen by them so she hid behind a bush. In her haste, however, her anckle got caught in a gnome hole and she tripped, alerting the gnome who inhabited it.

The gnome came out, angry... nostrils flaring. It took a rock and tossed it with precision towards Cassandra's head. "Protego!" She said trying to get back to her feet, but failing miserably. Her anckle had begun to swell and the gnome moved at a fast speed trying to hit the girl on the head.

"Stop That!" The stupid creature was not only hitting her in the same spot over and over again, but he was making a lot of noise. Drat! If she'd only had paid attention to her house elf whist he was degnoming the garden... She had no Idea how to get rid of this creature.

Stupid Ocean Tea Jones, not doing his job! There should be no gnomes in the student gardens. Oh! Flobberdung! "Icarus!" Cassandra said pointing her wand at the creature, who grew wings.

The creature seemed to be pleasantly surprized by the change and began fluttering towards the lake. Good riddance... but she could not move, and now that the adrenaline was gone, the pain was beginning to take over. Had she broken her anckle?! Oh dear Merlin no, not with the all male 'I hate Trelawney' club nearby. She sat there, silent, hoping the boys hadn't heard the gnome. She would rather suffe- "Ow!"

Apedemak strolled through the gardens between classes, enjoying the lush green of so many plants that were foreign to him. It was quite accidently that he stumbled across Prefect Trelawney. Seeing her in such a predicament brought a small amount of mirth to his eyes; however, it vanished immediately when he saw her ankle. With out speaking he knelt in the dirt and began inspecting the break. “You’re not going to be able to walk Prefect.” The Sudanese boy commented clinically.

Cassandra looked up at the boy. "Yes, well, I was planning to skip back- OW!" She bit her lip, letting out a hissing sound. She soon realized he wasn't there to tease, as Marco would have... "I... yeah... I think it's broken... I can't repair broken bones..." She needed the hospital wing.

She looked in his eyes this time. What an odd pigment, a golden yellow... She shook her head trying to get her head back into what was happening.

Wrapped tight in a leather jacket that was pulled up to her nose, Jayden walked around the student gardens. Every few steps she had to sneeze. She was sick and she knew it but staying inside on a gorgeous day like this one was not her idea of a good day. SHe was freezing despite the gorgeous day. SHe shivered inside her coat as she walked exaiming all the flowers.

Ryan was having a nice chat with a few choice members of the SMWC when they were interrupted by a clumsy prefect. But this was not just any prefect. This was the spawn-of-evil prefect.

He turned around, arms crossed, eyes narrowed. "Need some help there, Trelawney?" he said in a mocking tone. "It seems even ickle gnomes can get the better of you. Better watch your back for them nasty little things, too. You never know when one might sneak up behind you and trip you again."

Tia wandered down to the gardens and looked at the flowers that had been planted already and thought to herself i should plant a flower as well so that there will be something for ryan to look at when he returns to the school

“This is going to be a bit painful Prefect. Please, put you’re arms around my neck.” Apedemak slide a bit closer to the Slythering girl, it seemed odd that the normally fastidious boy didn’t seem to even notice the dirt being rubbed into his robes.

Cassandra's wand was in her hands... Did the boy not learn it wasn't wise to provoke her? Prat! Ahhh Forget it! She ignored him.

She placed her arms around the boy's neck and braced herself for the pain she new she was to endure... but before she did, she whispered. "It's Cassandra..." she said and then quickly added, "or Trelawney... whichever you prefer."

“As you wish, Prefect Trelawney.” He hoisted her into his arms with little difficulty. The boy was thin, but there was strength in his arms and she knew already from their defense against the dark arts class together that he had endurance. With certain and unhurried strides Apedemak carried away from the clearly dangerous gnome hole.

Cassandra held onto his neck tightly, the pain didn't seard as he lifted her, but as he moved the foot did as well. She kept her lips tight trying not to let on in just how much pain she was... really... how horribly embarrassing. Cassandra Trelawney bested by a gnome hole!

Ryan smirked at Trelawney, who seemed to be whispering sweet nothings into the ear of this mysterious strong boy. He would have to keep that in mind next time she threatened him with something...

"Okay....well, have a lovely trip to the Hospital Wing!" he shouted, waving to Trelawney (and stifling laughter).

He hadn't even realized his lovely pun until she was gone! What a shame, what a shame.

Sho just shook his head at the antics of the new Prefect. Thankfully she graduated next term and he'd be free. Free, free, free, free, free. And then the girl was gone. Some Slytherin student had come along in the nick of time it appeared.

"Well... I can't say she didn't deserve it..."

Kayla had been walking around absently for the past hour, she was wondering how it was going with Lucas and Krissy. She really didn't mind if Krissy wanted to be with Lucas you can't stop people from liking who they like. She looked up and noticed that she was in a beautiful garden, she had never been in this part of the grounds before, she chose a nice grassy spot and sat down.