Spike tugged at his Ravenclaw scarf as he felt the warmth of the Greenhouse. He pulled off his hat too, though it was anyone's guess how it'd managed to hold onto his curls whilst he'd run and rolled (yes, rolled...James Bond style) and skipped the way down from the Common Room. But there it still was, and he held it in his hands as he walked further in.

"Hi Professor," he greeted happily. Herbology was usually a lesson he could have fun in, mud and dirt and stuffs. He hoped today would be no different. Heading up the table, he stopped close to his favourite Seeker. "Hey Ellie," he greeted. "Mind if I sit?"