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Daemon · 05-22-2020, 10:43 AM

Text Cut: Alexandre bb

One of the best things about the greenhouses was the noise level. It was never silent like in the library, where a little sneeze or a creak of a chair sounded like gong drums. It could be really loud if there was a storm outside, but usually the only sounds in here were gentle rustling of leaves and the odd chattering foliage and Ronan thought it was the most peaceful spot in the school.

Another great advantage was instantly being able to tell if he was not alone, because the door opening brought in the outside noise (and made a creaking sound over the last week or so, he should probably tell Professor Rainwater about the hinges). Ronan stopped talking to the fir as soon as he heard someone step in, silently begging for it not to be a certain someone, and visibly relaxed when he saw who it was. "Hey Alexandre," the fifth year smiled and stepped away from the plants, pulling off his gloves. "Here for the homework?"

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Daemon Antipodean Opaleye Join Date: Feb 2008 Location: making playlists Posts: 9,753 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aria Wallace Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Eleanor von Brandt Ravenclaw First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Declan Pascal Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Brayla Stemp Gryffindor Seventh Year x4 x2	exciting!!!! PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main(): Text Cut: Alexandre bb Quote: Originally Posted by littledhampir Alexandre was not a frequent visitor of the greenhouses. Herbology was fine and all, but not one of his strongest subjects. And not one that he really felt a need to spend much time with outside of required lessons and homework. (Though, none of his classes were ones he particularly wanted to spend much extra time with). But the idea of crossbreeding had admittedly intrigued him a bit. He knew that they weren't starting their cross breeding project for a while still, but he'd had a few ideas and he wanted to gather some more. So he had decided to come down to the greenhouses and wander around, to see if he could draw some inspiration from the plants held there. He had walked through greenhouse one, and then made his way into greenhouse three. Why had he skipped greenhouse two, you ask? There really was no reason at all. He just had. Maybe he'd go back to it. One, two, and then three was a predictable, boring order. One, three, and then two mixed it up a lot more. As he walked further into greenhouse three he discovered that he was not alone. There was someone sitting at a table looking at a plant. As he got even closer he recognized who it was. Not one of his close friends but Alexandre basically considered everyone in his year a friend. He really liked friends, okay? "Hi Ronan!" He greeted the other boy cheerfully. One of the best things about the greenhouses was the noise level. It was never silent like in the library, where a little sneeze or a creak of a chair sounded like gong drums. It could be really loud if there was a storm outside, but usually the only sounds in here were gentle rustling of leaves and the odd chattering foliage and Ronan thought it was the most peaceful spot in the school. Another great advantage was instantly being able to tell if he was not alone, because the door opening brought in the outside noise (and made a creaking sound over the last week or so, he should probably tell Professor Rainwater about the hinges). Ronan stopped talking to the fir as soon as he heard someone step in, silently begging for it not to be a certain someone, and visibly relaxed when he saw who it was. "Hey Alexandre," the fifth year smiled and stepped away from the plants, pulling off his gloves. "Here for the homework?" __________________ yeah I like tеlling stories________________________ but I don't have to write them in ink_____ _____________I could still change the end