Picking a clipper, Melina almost ran to the flowers, the sudden excitement clear in her beaming lips. She had won four points already! Hopefully, if she picked the most gorgeous flowers and placed them in a beautiful way, she could get some more! After all, Ravenclaw needed those points quickly and every single one could help.

Once she saw herself in front of the flowers, she wrinkled her nose. True, those were prettier than the ones that had filled the Common Room, but still, she had seen much more beautiful ones back at home. Ugh, that was going to be harder than she had imagined! First, because she was used to more variety of flowers, second there were far too little colours for her to play with and third, she could not see any white flowers! She needed white ones! Ugh! No wonder the Common Room had had so many ugly ones in it!

Still, Melly had to get those points no matter what. And so, with a sigh, she started picking the flowers. A few deep red roses and a couple violet red other flowers, which names she did not know.

That was ought to be enough. Nodding at herself, she placed them all together carefully and stared at them. At once, a groan escaped from her lips. She had been right all along, white was needed in there or it would look hideous. HIDEOUS! And she would get no points at all for hideous flowers.

Turning around, she bit her lip and looked at the professor. "Erm, ma'am, don't you have any of those tiny white flowers?" She asked. "And some fern as well?"

"Oh yes! That's the baby's breath I was mentioning." She led the way to a sort of odd-looking bush, with stalks filled with the white flowers. "They're always so abundant. As for ferns..." She looked around. She hadn't even thought if it, it seemed! "Oh my! Jimmy, could you retrieve some ferns please?"

The construct saluted to the professor and went on to another part of the greenhouse to retrieve some of the ferns.

'This would be fun' thought Oya as she picked the clippers. She started cutting flowers carefully remembering what the professor said. She picked all kinds of flowers. Green, red, pink , blue, orange.
After arranging all kinds of flowers she was satisfied with the result. She
Gathered her color arrangement together she brought them back to her table.

The construct soon returned, holding a potted fern just on top of him.

"Thank you, Jimmy!" She drank a little more of her coffee then set it aside. "Put it up where there's some free space, would you?"

The thing looked around for a free spot, gave up, then just drifted down so it no longer had hands or feet, being its own table.

"Oh, I suppose that will have to do."

Once she heard the professor, Melly's cheeks grew hotter and she merely nodded at the woman before picking a bit of baby's breath. Great, she just had to make a fool out of herself right on the first Herbology class. That was just great.

Sighing, she bit her lower lip before placing the baby's breath near the other flowers. Indeed, that made a huge difference for her small bouquet was now beautiful. Well, at least to her eyes it was. Now beaming, the girl tilted her head and started experimenting different positions for the different flowers. No need to include the fern yet since she knew exactly where she'd place that one.

The moment she decided herself, Melina walked towards a pitcher and placed them there, trying her hardest not to let any flower get out of its place. She then picked a bit of fern and placed it around her small arrangement. Hmmhmm, now it was ready. Well, okay, not ready since she was missing the vase and the packet.

"Alright, then! Everyone has the flowers they want? If you haven't already, pick a packet. Fill a vase with some water and add your packet to it! Cover the top with your hand and shake it around good. What you should have left is a wonderful colored gel with bubbles! You can move your arrangement into there, then move them freely in the gel. It will hold them in whatever place you want!"

ooc: When you are done, please say how your arrangement looks. Points will be awarded for it!

Jai picked out a long vase and took it along with the packet bak to her seat. Putting the flowers in the vase she arranged them for a test and snipped away a few more inches from the purple dahlias so the fit in properly. Taking the arrangement out she filled her vase with water -using her wand- and poured the packet in. Placing her hand firmly over the mouth of the vase she shook it around as much as it would allow her then she stopped. The water stopped moving. Looking through the vase she saw the gel.

Smiling she set the vase on the table and placed the purple dahlias in first arount the mouth of the vase so the petals rested on the outside in a neat circle of about eight. Next came the Red dahlias she place all five in and found that there was extra space. Rushing back she clipped as far down as her trembling hands would allow and rushed back to her arrangement.

She put the extra flower in the missing space and finished it off with the Sunflowers in the middle.

The smell of this place was bothering Cassandra a lot... She missed professor Erikson, if she knew she'd never see him again... that last term was the last she had with him, she would have parted differently.

She cut her flowers as delicately as she could, purple, white and violet.

Emily hadn't really hurried through. She had picked a baby blue and white selection, not really caring which was which. She picked a vase - a black, glossy one - and as the teacher instructed them, Emily plucked up a packet, ripped it open, put the powdery substance and the water in it, covered the lid with her hand, shaking it about. Soon, she was finished and as the teacher had instructed, there was some kind of gel... Thing... Whatever it was, it was there, with bubbles.

Emily stuck the flowers in the vase, arranging it so the flowers were all mixed together, and looking around, found some baby's breath and placed it along the rims of the arrangement. In the end was a very pretty arrangement, all blue and white roses in the glossy, black vase with baby's breath sticking out the edges. She was finished. She stood next to it, trying to smile - but she coudln't. She just looked on interestedly as others finished.

Allie grabbed a packet, and filled teh vase with water. She filled it up with water, added the packet, and shook it with her hand covering the top of the vase liek the Professor instructed. The gel turned a red color, and she sae the bubbles in it.
SHe arranged her flowers so that the yellow one was in the center, and the orange-yellow ones surroundded it, with a few of the darker orange flowers mixed in, so that it would not be too bright.
"I'm done, Professor." she said, pleased witht he way it came out. The bright color together reminder her of Summertime, just like she wanted.

Cassandra added a few pink ones and then was finished. Mums were her favorite flowers.

"Professor, Is this alright?" She showed the professor her arrangement:

Jillian picked out a vase that had swirling dark and light colors painted on it beautifully. She put water inside it and added the packet as she was instructed. She covered the top with her hand and shook until there were bubbles! Colorful ones!

She lifted her arrangement from the pitcher to the vase and then brought it up to the professor for inspection. The vase certainly accented her flowers. The light colors of the daffodills and the daisies were brought out by the dark colors of the roses and the baby's breath. The petals of each flower accented each other for some were small and compact while others were loose and wing-like. The colors blended together beautifully, the dark reds of the roses and the violets of the baby's breath complimented the yellow-oranges of the daffodills and the yellows of the daisies and vice versa. It was like a perfect balance.

"Here you are, professor." Jillian said as she presented the vase proudly.

Juniper grudgingly took her safety clippers and approached a plant. So this was what the school had come to. Instead of learning about the care and keeping of plants, here they were dismembering flowers in order to arrange them in vases. Pahh. As long as points were involved, and they weren’t completely killing the plants…

But still. It was mean. Plants have feelings just like people, and animals, Juniper knew. She chose flowers of several different shades of blue and carefully clipped where the stem of the flower met the rest of the plant, trying to disguise her wince as an expression of glee. Meh. Those poor plants.

As Professor Korvis continued giving instructions, Juniper chose a packet and a vase. A grimace crossed her face at the description of what the packet became (bubbly gel? ick!), but she added water to the vase nonetheless. She sped up to complete this part of the task, for she had taken her time cutting flowers. She put the contents of the packet into the vase with the water, then gingerly put her hand across the top. Time to get messy. She shook the vase back and forth for a bit, watching to be sure she did not shake the mixture too much. Finally, the water-and-packet mixture became gel filled with bubbles. Hooray.

Juniper took her blue clipped flowers and gently placed the stems among the bubbles, carefully spreading the flowers to make it seem as if there were more blooms than there actually were. Yay. And hopefully the professor wouldn’t make her have colors other than blue.

“Professor, is it okay that my flowers are all shades of blue? Or do I need other colors, too?” She displayed her vase of flowers, biting her lip as she waited for Professor Korvis’ opinion.

*Sheeta got back with her arrangement selection and heard the instructions. Sheeta decided she didn't care if it got her in trouble, it was time to show the ministry she wasn't happy with her "assigned learning." She took a packet of gel stuff and vase and set to making a "surprise" for the class.*

"Aquamenti." Water came forth from her wand and it filled the vase.

*Dumping the packet into the vase, Sheeta shook up the vase and the gel was set. She then began to one by one tap each flower with her wand and quietly say, "Glisseo." to make the flowers smooth as glass... including the very decrepit and ugly one she had picked. Sheeta arranged all the flowers in vase and made them look decent enough.*

"Professor, how does my arrangement look? Sheeta smiled deviously, knowing the teacher would more than likely try to pick up the "smooth - as - glass" ugly flower.