Yup... Jake had totally not noticed alot of the actions of the staff at the feast, and so he felt quite comfortable in visiting Bunz. Which was... Weird in itself...

Odd.

So maybe Jake had an alterior motive for this visit. That didn't matter yet, so the boy knocked a few times after checking his uniform was complete, clean and tidy, and that not a hair was out of place.

Not for Bunz, but because he was turning back to kind if like he was in his first year. Yep.

Quietly, Jake waited for Bunz, thinking just one thing.

Don't. Mention. Truebridge.

Satine hurried towards her favorite professor's office quickly. She was on a mission...well two missions... One: she wanted to make up for being non existant last term. Satine couldn't really remember much about the term, but the doctor at St. Mungo's had said not to worry about it too much. Not worry? She quickly pushed those doubts out of her mind and continued on her way towards the Herbology Classroom and the pink sanctuary that was Bunbury's office.

Her second mission was the most important. It had been a crazy idea, but she thought it would be one that the Professor, with all her fashion knowledge, would completely jump on. Satine wanted to start up a Fashion Club for the students of Hogwarts. She couldn't wait to talk to the Professor about it and she hoped she would jump on board.

As Satine approached the office, she quickly checked her reflection in the mirror to make sure she looked perfect, which was the only way to look in front of Bunbury. She smoothed out her pink outfit and quickly glanced to make sure that her pink heels were perfect.

Then she timidly knocked on the door.

Eeeek!

Ah!!

Gag.

Who ever invented ties should be locked up in a big dark scary room and have to hang by their thumbs. Legend slightly tugged on the tie which was WAY too tight. He needed someone to help him before he choked to death!

Soo that's what he was doing now! He was off on his was to find Professor Svensson. The was only one problem though.

He didn't know where his office was. And there was only ONE teacher he could find an office for quickly. Bunbury. Looking at the door he rolled his eyes. Gah! Kiss up students already waiting for her how sick! Brushing his way past he started to bang HARD on the door. "Prrroooooofesssooorrr." The ridiculous pink lady BETTER come out now!

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Yup... Jake had totally not noticed alot of the actions of the staff at the feast, and so he felt quite comfortable in visiting Bunz. Which was... Weird in itself...

Odd.

So maybe Jake had an alterior motive for this visit. That didn't matter yet, so the boy knocked a few times after checking his uniform was complete, clean and tidy, and that not a hair was out of place.

Not for Bunz, but because he was turning back to kind if like he was in his first year. Yep.

Quietly, Jake waited for Bunz, thinking just one thing.

Don't. Mention. Truebridge.

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Satine hurried towards her favorite professor's office quickly. She was on a mission...well two missions... One: she wanted to make up for being non existant last term. Satine couldn't really remember much about the term, but the doctor at St. Mungo's had said not to worry about it too much. Not worry? She quickly pushed those doubts out of her mind and continued on her way towards the Herbology Classroom and the pink sanctuary that was Bunbury's office.

Her second mission was the most important. It had been a crazy idea, but she thought it would be one that the Professor, with all her fashion knowledge, would completely jump on. Satine wanted to start up a Fashion Club for the students of Hogwarts. She couldn't wait to talk to the Professor about it and she hoped she would jump on board.

As Satine approached the office, she quickly checked her reflection in the mirror to make sure she looked perfect, which was the only way to look in front of Bunbury. She smoothed out her pink outfit and quickly glanced to make sure that her pink heels were perfect.

Then she timidly knocked on the door.

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Eeeek!

Ah!!

Gag.

Who ever invented ties should be locked up in a big dark scary room and have to hang by their thumbs. Legend slightly tugged on the tie which was WAY too tight. He needed someone to help him before he choked to death!

Soo that's what he was doing now! He was off on his was to find Professor Svensson. The was only one problem though.

He didn't know where his office was. And there was only ONE teacher he could find an office for quickly. Bunbury. Looking at the door he rolled his eyes. Gah! Kiss up students already waiting for her how sick! Brushing his way past he started to bang HARD on the door. "Prrroooooofesssooorrr." The ridiculous pink lady BETTER come out now!

"WHAT'S WITH ALL THIS INFERNAL KNOCKINGGGGG??????!!!!"

Anastasia Bunbury wrenched open the door to her office with a furious expression on her face, her eyebrows angled downward and hair poofed out behind her head like the true she-devil she was. Her white robes were actually rather cream-colored today thanks to the food stains here and there and there and for once in her life, she was not wearing shoes.

Bunz's blue eyes grazed the three children there and her nostrils flared slightly. "Fine. Come in if you all must. Upstead, Farris..... and Popcorn Boy..."

Well, that was definitely uncalled for. In fact, if Jake was in any position to talk properly, he might have pointed out that he had, in fact knocked first... like you did when the person you wanted to talk to was behind said door.

As his own blue eyes met the professor's, Jake saw just how much the woman appeared to have let herself go. He tilted his head and nodded as he entered, peering around the room as he did. "Thuhh-there... you ddddidn't have..." he started, but shook his head before sitting down. "That was rrrrude," he finally stated, his tone oddly bland.

Legend had thought that her all pink, high heels, barbie style was too over the top. But when Bunbury opened the door his eyes widened.

She. Looked. Insane.

Like someone who was on the verge of killing someone! Her hair was all poofy like fire and she was just..a mess. The third year wondered if he could take a picture of her like this to scare people in the school.

"Knocking is what you dooo to enter a roooom." Legend answered very slowly as if he were talking to a toddler. Popcorn boy? What? That wasn't fair! He had a NAME!! Looking around the room as he entered he shuttered. Pink. Ew.

"Sooo Professor, BunBun How was your summer break?" If she wasn't going to call HIM his right name then she didn't deserve a right name either.

Satine was instantly startled as the door flew open and someone answered the door. She glanced at the lady at the door and then past her a couple of times waiting for Bunbury to come and take this scary person away. But then slowly Satine noticed that this was, in fact, her favorite professor...the queen of fashion...well, scratch that...usually the queen of fashion. She looked over the professor quickly and tried to figure out what time it was. Satine didn't think it was that early, but she instantly made a mental note to never bother Bunbury before twelve o'clock for fear that she would run into this dragon lady again.

She quickly smiled and said, "Professor, if this is a bad time, I can always come back later....what I need to talk to you about can wait until you are less.....ummmm...busy..." she said with a glance at the other two boys who by looking at their ensemble didn't understand the importance of dressing nicely in the presence of the Diva that is Bunbury. "We could always schedule a time for tea in the gardens..." she suggested quickly.

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Well, that was definitely uncalled for. In fact, if Jake was in any position to talk properly, he might have pointed out that he had, in fact knocked first... like you did when the person you wanted to talk to was behind said door.

As his own blue eyes met the professor's, Jake saw just how much the woman appeared to have let herself go. He tilted his head and nodded as he entered, peering around the room as he did. "Thuhh-there... you ddddidn't have..." he started, but shook his head before sitting down. "That was rrrrude," he finally stated, his tone oddly bland.

Bunbury had already retreated back to her desk and was curled up on her chair with a chocolate halfway to her face.

"Ruuuude?" the redhead drawled, narrowing her eyes across the desk at Jake. She blinked a few times and then snorted. "Sure. Sure, I'm rude."

She wasn't rude. She was ANGRY. ANGRRRRRY!!!11!11! and now she needed more chocolate.

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Legend had thought that her all pink, high heels, barbie style was too over the top. But when Bunbury opened the door his eyes widened.

She. Looked. Insane.

Like someone who was on the verge of killing someone! Her hair was all poofy like fire and she was just..a mess. The third year wondered if he could take a picture of her like this to scare people in the school.

"Knocking is what you dooo to enter a roooom." Legend answered very slowly as if he were talking to a toddler. Popcorn boy? What? That wasn't fair! He had a NAME!! Looking around the room as he entered he shuttered. Pink. Ew.

"Sooo Professor, BunBun How was your summer break?" If she wasn't going to call HIM his right name then she didn't deserve a right name either.

"Summer was ---" Anastasia almost swore but managed to catch herself just in time, "stupid. Thank you for asking."

And she started nibbling angrily at another chocolate.

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Satine was instantly startled as the door flew open and someone answered the door. She glanced at the lady at the door and then past her a couple of times waiting for Bunbury to come and take this scary person away. But then slowly Satine noticed that this was, in fact, her favorite professor...the queen of fashion...well, scratch that...usually the queen of fashion. She looked over the professor quickly and tried to figure out what time it was. Satine didn't think it was that early, but she instantly made a mental note to never bother Bunbury before twelve o'clock for fear that she would run into this dragon lady again.

She quickly smiled and said, "Professor, if this is a bad time, I can always come back later....what I need to talk to you about can wait until you are less.....ummmm...busy..." she said with a glance at the other two boys who by looking at their ensemble didn't understand the importance of dressing nicely in the presence of the Diva that is Bunbury. "We could always schedule a time for tea in the gardens..." she suggested quickly.

Bunz wasn't really paying attention to the children yet again. "Tea time in the gardens?"

Her ears perked up and she blinked a few more times. Tea time. Gardens. Things she enjoyed.

"Yes, Satine, that would be... better. Allow me to deal with these two first and we'll chat later." There, now that was almost the old Bunbunz. "May I owl you at my convenience?"

Raising one eyebrow, Jake regarded Bunbury for a few moments, before concluding in a light tone, "Yes... yyyyes, I'm guhh-glad we ag-agree."

Peering at the two (eeee!) younger students in the office, Jake got a vague idea of just how much higher in the school food-chain he was getting.

Now THAT was a scary thought.

Looking back to Bunbury, Jake began to ask her a question, and nearly thought better of it. "Are you-..." he took in the robes, the hair, the chocolate... remembered the feet. "... well?"

And theeeeen... straight to the point. "I've cccome to request suhh-something," he stated, straightening his robes and flattening his hair as he sat straight. "And ttto make an offer... wwhh-which still st-stands if the off-offer is ruhh-rejected," Jake tried to explain, wondering if the nutty professor understood him through the stutter.

That SHE'D caused.

Satine smiled but before accepting the invitation, she ran back to her back and pulled out a bag with a pink bow on it. "O yes that would be wonderful...and I brought you something from the States...." she said as she handed the professor a bag full of pink jelly beans..."The muggles call these jelly bellies jelly beans...they are chocolate flavored and amazing and addicting....they were originally brown, but I changed them to pink for you." she said as she handed the bag to the Professor.

"And yes, just owl me when tea would work...my aunt sent me some amazing blooming tea pods that we could try out...I can't wait to tell you about my great idea..." she said with a smile and small curtsy before turning to head out glancing over her shoulder at the two obviously clueless boys.

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Raising one eyebrow, Jake regarded Bunbury for a few moments, before concluding in a light tone, "Yes... yyyyes, I'm guhh-glad we ag-agree."

Peering at the two (eeee!) younger students in the office, Jake got a vague idea of just how much higher in the school food-chain he was getting.

Now THAT was a scary thought.

Looking back to Bunbury, Jake began to ask her a question, and nearly thought better of it. "Are you-..." he took in the robes, the hair, the chocolate... remembered the feet. "... well?"

And theeeeen... straight to the point. "I've cccome to request suhh-something," he stated, straightening his robes and flattening his hair as he sat straight. "And ttto make an offer... wwhh-which still st-stands if the off-offer is ruhh-rejected," Jake tried to explain, wondering if the nutty professor understood him through the stutter.

That SHE'D caused.

"Well well well well well," Annie started mumbling to herself in a dark tone as Jake spoke. She rooted around her box of chocolate wrappers before tossing it to the corner in frustration. EMPTY?! "NEVER MIND ME! NEVER MIND!"

Stupid chocolates.

Bunbury wrapped her robe around her more tightly and folded her arms to focus on Jake. The boy wouldn't be here if he didn't want something... and he had just admitted to wanting something.

"Quit beating around the bush, Upstead, and get a move on with whatever it is you want. You really can't do anything more to me." Even stealing Gingersnapple away wasn't possible (not today, anyway) because the cat was not in the office.

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Satine smiled but before accepting the invitation, she ran back to her back and pulled out a bag with a pink bow on it. "O yes that would be wonderful...and I brought you something from the States...." she said as she handed the professor a bag full of pink jelly beans..."The muggles call these jelly bellies jelly beans...they are chocolate flavored and amazing and addicting....they were originally brown, but I changed them to pink for you." she said as she handed the bag to the Professor.

"And yes, just owl me when tea would work...my aunt sent me some amazing blooming tea pods that we could try out...I can't wait to tell you about my great idea..." she said with a smile and small curtsy before turning to head out glancing over her shoulder at the two obviously clueless boys.

Flicking her eyes toward Satine, Bunz lightened up slightly. "Pink jelly beans? Merlin, those are gorgeous!"

Annie took the shiny bag and shook it slightly, clearly easily amused by the jelly bellies. Surely they weren't called jelly bellies because they gave you a jelly belly though....

"Thank you, dear, I look forward to speaking with you," she called after the 'Claw. Mmm, jelly beans. Now if only the boys would leave so Annie could tear into those.

Okay... yes... she'd gone insane.

Even though Jake didn't know the other boy in the office, he turned to him is though begging for help with this woman. It was freaking WEIRD. And very scary... like being stuck inside a room with a crazy cat lady.

Shudder.

"I wuhh-wuhhh-wanted to cuhh-climb th-th-th-the Whom-whomping Wuhh-willow," Jake stuttered, shrinking back a little at the sight of Bunbury.

Climbing the Willow could wait; he could easily do that without permission. But this was an urgent, pressing matter. "Puhh-ppppprofessor," the boy said quietly, a slight wobble in his voice which was remniscient of his first year. "Yuhh-you're ssscaring muhh-me..."

And what was the other thing she'd said? About doing anyhing more to her?

Oh Merlin, was she going to try and get her revenge, even with someone else in here. "I nuhh-never dddid anything tuhh-to yuhh-you..."

Oh jeez. This was scary. Jake couldn't quite keep up the cool, calm composure in here. And despite Jake's fear of Tate, he'd have to go see the man... maybe Bunbury needed... you know, a healer.

Legend was almost a hundred percent sure that Bunbury had been abducted buy aliens over the summer. His reason for this? Simple.

She was SO not acting like Bunbury. She was acting like...a badly dressed, wild haired....chocolate gobbler.

He SO should have brought his camera. "Stupid? Is that because you're really a alien who-." Legend stopped himself. Aliens didn't admit that they were aliens! He had a plan. Tugging once again on his tie he grinned. "I mean....thats such a shame Professor. Now er- I had a question to ask you about you know some flowers. So I was passing through the Student Garden and I was like going back to the Castle because I got bored after a while and I...sort of accidently steped on his large pink speckled flower. So yeah...do flowers die easily?" Now if this was REALLY Bunbun. Then the Gryffindor knew what would happen.

Kellen had decided to leave Chaucer to his fate upon arriving at the Greenhouse, likely due to the Groundskeeper's opinion that the professor was evil or some such nonsense. It had to be nonsense, because no evil person, in Chaucer's mind, was physically capable of growing anything. Rather, they were born with a black thumb that made everything putrify and die quicker. It was a silly superstition that he held firmly to and for that reason he never shook hands with his uncle without well-gloved hands.

The Herbology professor from his previous academy was a terrible waste who couldn't tell the difference between Devil's Snare from Flitterbloom if he were half-dead from strangulation by the former. Due largely to this, Chaucer had never spoken directly to a professor before outside of class and was a touch anxious, however he knew his good breeding would pull him through the worst.

There was one more professor that Tobias was dying to meet. He had covered his Head of House and Potions, leaving only Herbology. As he ambled along towards Professor Bunbury’s office, he admired the many plants and trees and gardens growing around the area. I am definitely getting close to her office, he thought, excited. In the back of his mind, Tobias worried that she’d be a mean professor, like that one who had paraded up and down the Slytherin table at the start of term feast.

“Chaucer?” Tobias exclaimed in surprise as he turned a corner and found himself faced with the Herbology office and his old fashioned acquaintance. Tobias had, oddly enough, not expected this, despite the fact that Chaucer was probably the only other person he knew who could get excited over leaping toadstools.

Chaucer looked over lazily, but grinned once he caught sight of the speaker. "Ah, Tobias! Good to see you lad, good to see you. I mean really good to see you - I could barely make you out all the way across the table midst the steam and et cetera. Your voice too is different... " He stopped to give the other boy a quick once over, as was his habit, and picked off a rogue piece of fluff he saw on Tobias' right shoulder. "All that aside, why are you here? Introductions? Queries?"

Tobias grinned. Mentally, he gave a little cheer. Chaucer remembered who he was! Maybe he had a friend after all. Something he said changed the expression on his face from happy to puzzled. "My voice is different? Really?" Maybe it was just one of Chaucer's little quirks. Hearing subtle changes in pitch.

"Introductions...mostly," Tobias said, unable to remember if he had explained his hair situation to Chaucer. He decided that he hadn't, and it was more complicated than he wanted to deal with right now. "I'm also going to see if i can help out in the greenhouses or gardens."

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Okay... yes... she'd gone insane.

Even though Jake didn't know the other boy in the office, he turned to him is though begging for help with this woman. It was freaking WEIRD. And very scary... like being stuck inside a room with a crazy cat lady.

Shudder.

"I wuhh-wuhhh-wanted to cuhh-climb th-th-th-the Whom-whomping Wuhh-willow," Jake stuttered, shrinking back a little at the sight of Bunbury.

Climbing the Willow could wait; he could easily do that without permission. But this was an urgent, pressing matter. "Puhh-ppppprofessor," the boy said quietly, a slight wobble in his voice which was remniscient of his first year. "Yuhh-you're ssscaring muhh-me..."

And what was the other thing she'd said? About doing anyhing more to her?

Oh Merlin, was she going to try and get her revenge, even with someone else in here. "I nuhh-never dddid anything tuhh-to yuhh-you..."

Oh jeez. This was scary. Jake couldn't quite keep up the cool, calm composure in here. And despite Jake's fear of Tate, he'd have to go see the man... maybe Bunbury needed... you know, a healer.

Anastasia sighed loudly and sat up straighter in her chair, smoothing out her disheveled robes. All right all right. No more scaring the children, apparently, no more no more.

FINE.

George would have been proud of her though.

"So you want to climb the Whomping Willow. I cannot help you with your problem of being afraid of me, or whatever, Jake, but I could possibly arrange a time for you to climb the tree."

She narrowed her eyes at the boy as if judging his character. "Give me a good solid reason, first."

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Legend was almost a hundred percent sure that Bunbury had been abducted buy aliens over the summer. His reason for this? Simple.

She was SO not acting like Bunbury. She was acting like...a badly dressed, wild haired....chocolate gobbler.

He SO should have brought his camera. "Stupid? Is that because you're really a alien who-." Legend stopped himself. Aliens didn't admit that they were aliens! He had a plan. Tugging once again on his tie he grinned. "I mean....thats such a shame Professor. Now er- I had a question to ask you about you know some flowers. So I was passing through the Student Garden and I was like going back to the Castle because I got bored after a while and I...sort of accidently steped on his large pink speckled flower. So yeah...do flowers die easily?" Now if this was REALLY Bunbun. Then the Gryffindor knew what would happen.

"I beg your pardon?" Bunz whipped her head around and gave Legend a Look, like Wipe That Smile Off Your Face Or I Will Do It For You and It Will Hurt Like Hades.

That kind of look.

"Yes, flowers die easily, you dolt," she snorted and shuffled some glossy papers and shiny ads on her desk. Shopping. She needed to go shopping after speaking to the Headmaster. "Why do you----"

And then it clicked. He'd STEPPED one ONE OF HER PRECIOUS FLOWERS?!! Bunz stood up from her desk in a bit of a rage. "WHICH FLOWER AND WHERE? SHOW ME AT ONCE!"

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Chaucer looked over lazily, but grinned once he caught sight of the speaker. "Ah, Tobias! Good to see you lad, good to see you. I mean really good to see you - I could barely make you out all the way across the table midst the steam and et cetera. Your voice too is different... " He stopped to give the other boy a quick once over, as was his habit, and picked off a rogue piece of fluff he saw on Tobias' right shoulder. "All that aside, why are you here? Introductions? Queries?"

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Tobias grinned. Mentally, he gave a little cheer. Chaucer remembered who he was! Maybe he had a friend after all. Something he said changed the expression on his face from happy to puzzled. "My voice is different? Really?" Maybe it was just one of Chaucer's little quirks. Hearing subtle changes in pitch.

"Introductions...mostly," Tobias said, unable to remember if he had explained his hair situation to Chaucer. He decided that he hadn't, and it was more complicated than he wanted to deal with right now. "I'm also going to see if i can help out in the greenhouses or gardens."

The redhead was actually so enraged about the potentially dead flower that she did, in fact, stomp to the door and yank it open. "Legend Chosen, take me to the dead flower right now or so help me I will----"

Hmm, wait, she would need to put some shoes on first. And she would need to get rid of the two Slytherins chit-chatting on her stoop.

"Do either of you need something or are you also here for the tea party?"

Sweet mother of Kazi... was she being nice?

Jake tried to not let the confusion show on his face as he regarded Bunbury carefully, as if trying to keep an eye on her unstable temperament. It was... so very scary, but he'd get over it.

Still, when she said he could potentially climb the tree, Jake's eyes went wide with childish joy. Was she SERIOUS?! He COULD?! SWEEEEET!

Trying not to get too worked up in his happiness, Jake shifted on his chair and grinned around the room for a moment, trying to think of what to say, when Bunbury added that teeeeeeny... what was it? A condition? Yeah, that.

"Well..." Jake trailed off a little, and the only reason he could think of was last term. And of course the offer he was going to make... but then that would make it no longer a selfless deed. Siiiiiigh. "Luhh-last ttterm... in Hhhherbology, wh-when wwwe went tuh-ter the Whomping Wwwillow..." he started, and had to take a breath because the stutter was still very much THERE. "Erm... I... worked well... wwwith it, like... it actually fuh-fuh-felt... peaceful."

In an odd way. A very odd way. "An'... th-this was jjjjust gonna be an offer... juhh-just as a wwway of..." Apologising? Keeping the peace? "... I dunno. Like... a tttruce, bbbbut I was gonna offer tttto help out in the gggreenhouses an' the guhh-garden, not fffor points. Jjjjust to be nice. If... maybe... one fffor the other?"

Like, he could help out, then probably climb. Maybe not selfless, but Jake reeeeeally wanted to do... both. Well... he felt the NEED to help out and be good with Bunbury, after all the grief he'd caused.

AND THENNNN the explosion. Jake froze in his seat and leant wayyyyy back when Bunbury totally blew up at the kid with the funny name, and he watched after her as she strode over.

Wouldn't... like to be in his shoes.

"Oh! There's a tea party? How delightful! Still... if it's all the same I had just a few questions for you, if it pleases ma'am. Also I should introduce myself as Chaucer Ipswich, fourth year and completely avid student of the green arts, as it were. Introductions seem to require a certain abruptness at the moment however... you seem positively flustered? Did someone pour cyanide into your fertilizer? Set fire to a garden? Pluck the wrong rose?" Chaucer was quite apt to adopt whatever emotion around him was the most pressing, and thus when he spoke he began to feel a sense of urgency and terror though about what he couldn't really imagine. The professor seemed in a right fright and that was more than enough to set a paranoid flame awhirl within the young student's head.

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Sweet mother of Kazi... was she being nice?

Jake tried to not let the confusion show on his face as he regarded Bunbury carefully, as if trying to keep an eye on her unstable temperament. It was... so very scary, but he'd get over it.

Still, when she said he could potentially climb the tree, Jake's eyes went wide with childish joy. Was she SERIOUS?! He COULD?! SWEEEEET!

Trying not to get too worked up in his happiness, Jake shifted on his chair and grinned around the room for a moment, trying to think of what to say, when Bunbury added that teeeeeeny... what was it? A condition? Yeah, that.

"Well..." Jake trailed off a little, and the only reason he could think of was last term. And of course the offer he was going to make... but then that would make it no longer a selfless deed. Siiiiiigh. "Luhh-last ttterm... in Hhhherbology, wh-when wwwe went tuh-ter the Whomping Wwwillow..." he started, and had to take a breath because the stutter was still very much THERE. "Erm... I... worked well... wwwith it, like... it actually fuh-fuh-felt... peaceful."

In an odd way. A very odd way. "An'... th-this was jjjjust gonna be an offer... juhh-just as a wwway of..." Apologising? Keeping the peace? "... I dunno. Like... a tttruce, bbbbut I was gonna offer tttto help out in the gggreenhouses an' the guhh-garden, not fffor points. Jjjjust to be nice. If... maybe... one fffor the other?"

Like, he could help out, then probably climb. Maybe not selfless, but Jake reeeeeally wanted to do... both. Well... he felt the NEED to help out and be good with Bunbury, after all the grief he'd caused.

AND THENNNN the explosion. Jake froze in his seat and leant wayyyyy back when Bunbury totally blew up at the kid with the funny name, and he watched after her as she strode over.

Wouldn't... like to be in his shoes.

Bunbury half-turned on her bare heel and folded her arms as Jake gave his reasons for wanting to climb the tree. Really. He really felt peaceful around it? He felt peaceful around the Whomping Willow?

And then he brought up that last lesson at the end of the term. Herbology... and History of Magic.... sort of.... that was when... that was when Ethan.... and and the Shrieking Shack and and and and and the Devil's Snare.... and and and Ethan had been there....

Annie suddenly felt the urge to start blinking rapidly.

"Last term," she started in a soft tone, "was so different." The redheaded professor no longer had the desire to stomp out of the room and check on whatever flower Legend had killed. Instead, she found herself walking right back to her desk and curling up on the chair once again. "Sure Jake, sure.... just go.... like... weeding.... do some weeding... and then try climbing it.... suuuuure..."

She waved one hand to shoo him away and started rooting around her desk for a hanky instead.

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"Oh! There's a tea party? How delightful! Still... if it's all the same I had just a few questions for you, if it pleases ma'am. Also I should introduce myself as Chaucer Ipswich, fourth year and completely avid student of the green arts, as it were. Introductions seem to require a certain abruptness at the moment however... you seem positively flustered? Did someone pour cyanide into your fertilizer? Set fire to a garden? Pluck the wrong rose?" Chaucer was quite apt to adopt whatever emotion around him was the most pressing, and thus when he spoke he began to feel a sense of urgency and terror though about what he couldn't really imagine. The professor seemed in a right fright and that was more than enough to set a paranoid flame awhirl within the young student's head.

Only oh, oh of course, Jake wasn't the only student demanding attention just this instant.

"I'm not fffuhffflustered," she sniffled protested to the Slytherin (Ethan had been a Slytherin when he was a student, hadn't he??! Oh Merlin she was really going to start sobbing now), "I just need a moment. Couldn't you children come back LATER?"

Maybe she could bribe them away. Still rooting around for a lacy pink hankerchief, the Bunzinator knocked a shiny coupon for some chocolate frogs to the floor, right by the Slytherin's feet.

Oh no. He'd mentioned the very thing he'd tried NOT to say.

Biting down hard on his lip, Jake was very reluctant to leave. She'd been so... normal for a few moments.

"Puhh-professsor..." he said quietly, still chewing on his lip as he stared at the woman. "I'm ssuhh-suh-sorry... I duhh-don't thhhink you sh-should bbbe... alone..."
But he wouldn't stick around if she didn't want him there.

"Muhh-maybe... at llleast... Where's juhh-gingerssssnapple?"

Okay, maybe that sounded like he was going to take the cat again.

He couldn't leave her alone, even if he risked the yes to the climbing.

After all the toughness it was good to have some fun, was not it? And offering his favourite (!) professor some company. Maybe even his little gift might cheer the always-unhappy-red headed-lady up a little which sounded unlikely but...worthy trying, right? It was not something bad after all, all positive intent. Rubbing where the Doxy's bit on his arm absent mindedly all over again Josh make his way towards the greenhouses and stopped right before Professor Bunbury's office door, holding an average young tree along with him. Hehheee...then smirking a little, he knocked the door.

The boy's face relaxed upon hearing the professor's more personal distress. It wasn't something immediately affecting him, so that was a start. Rather, he took out one of the two kerchiefs he always kept in his sleeve and, with a gloved hand, brandished the lacey thing at the sobbing woman. "Come now, nothing could be so severe! Show some spirit, old bean, there's a lass!"
Noticing something had fluttered to his well-polished feet, Chaucer made a dramatic sweep of his hands and in one fluid circular motion, which he likely wouldn't be able to replicate in the future, picked up what appeared to be a coupon.
"There miss. This appears to be for chocolates... women like that sort of thing yes? Calms the nerves, releases the good vibes, yes. You may keep the kerchief I have several better ones at home, though that one isn't my worst persay. But if you insist I can return another time I wager. I'm not frightfully busy, not really."