Life Is Green

Amelia had taken a break from all her studying and decided to hide out in the herbology greenhouse. She always took special attention to the poor plant her sister had cursed and she had healed. She had a soft spot for plants. Maybe it had something to do with having Neville as her godfather, he was a good godfather but giving a five year old a plant is a bit weird though it was a really cool plant that can change colors depending on season.

“Good to see you’re doing better. Poor little thing,” she said stroking the plant despite that one day it could grow and eat her hand. She knew if she kept doing this every day it would be docile to her. She had heard Neville telling her that any plant can be tamed if you start young enough, this plant was still not much more than a few months year.

She hoped no one else was here. She didn’t want to run into anyone here, it would be hard to explain why she was talking to a plant and petting a very dangerous plant. Well, she was used to people thinking she is crazy by now. Most of her former friends thought that.

John walked into the green house looking at the plants as he moved down the rows as he moved quietly so not to disturb any of the Mandrakes as he moved he said the names of each group of plants " Angel's Trumpet , Acacia ,," and so on until he stopped seeing some one else in the green house " ow..um.. sorry didn't know any one else was out here " he said stepping back and closing his book that he had held but never once glanced at. He brushed his blond hair from his face and sighed as he looked at her she looked like a teacher to although he had sen her in come classes and the badge on her lapel told him she was a prefect. " am I in trouble?" he asked looking at her worried " I only came to study my plants I'm kinda behind on them right now" he said lightly brushing a plants leaves then taking some water he found in a can and gave it a drink on which it perked up.

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Amelia laughed when she heard a boy ask if he was in trouble. Was everyone that scared of her? She hoped not, that would be rather depressing. This boy was clearly a Ravenclaw but she had no met him before.

“No you’re not. Everyone can roam in here freely,” she laughed. “Amelia Macmillan by the way,” she added with a smile. She was curious about the boy now. It wasn’t common for her not to know someone so now she wanted to know about him. As a perfect she felt like she has to know everyone she meets. She also wants to know their names when she talks to be.

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John breathed out deeply and sat down on a near by stool and looked at her " John walker " he said placing the book in his pocket as he shrunk it down and slipped it away. He watered a few more plants and looked at her " so why you here Amelia?"he asked tending to mandrake that looked sorry for its self. He could not help but smile back " sorry im kinda behind on the Herbology home work like I said so I came down to catch up mandrakes are my favorite plant , not sure why" he said softly " my father likes plants too has a whole green house like this one filled with muggle and magical plants but his is just a hobby." he patting down the soil around the base of the mandrake as it seem to settle in.

His eyes looked at Amelia as he waited for his answer he'd not seen her around but then again he'd not seen many people he usually staid ether in his bed or the library.

“It’s the only place I don’t have someone bugging me about problems that I can’t fix. Honestly, you won’t believe the amount of people that come to me about relationship issues,” Amelia said. “And I also love plants,” she added petting her meat-eating plant friend. She really did love plants. They listen to you and don’t talk back that’s what she liked the most.

She couldn’t help it that she had a herbologist for a godfather who loved to give her plants as gifts. Those plants were never dangerous and easy to care for though. He gave her more dangerous plants and harder to care for plants these days though.

John chuckled at her answer and moved to another plant. " ah, well don't have to worry about that with me" he looked at her " no girlfriend" he said still smiling at her " not that I don't nor would like to have one just that I don't have time right now, my studies keep me busy " he said as he wiped down the leaves of another plant and looked at her again. He hoped she would be his friend but knew friendship on his part was rare since the last person h had trusted had betrayed him.

Pulling himself back he spoke his voice wavering slightly. " sorry" he said pushing his thoughts away from his past to his present , which was standing in a green house talking to a Hufflepuff prefect. " so who do you fancy to win the cup?" he asked " I can't play Quidditch but I don't mind watching."

“I haven’t been keeping track of Quidditch. I have no idea who is even in ranks to win. The only time I know what is going on when I ask my friend Alex what is going, he’s the Hufflepuff Captain, so I would hope he would know what is going on,” said Amelia. She had never kept up with Quidditch and this year less than ever. She is stormed with homework.

“I’m a fifth year so I’m stormed with homework and studying at the moment. Unless it is what is going on in class I don’t have any idea what is going on,” she said. She picked up a piece of meat and fed it to ‘her’ plant.

John chuckled and nodded " that's okay, I only glance at it I mainly because I'm dragged by my room mate" he said tending to some lavender as he watched her . Moving around the benches he felt calm and happy to be tending the plants he began to trim the Abyssinian shrivelfig, placing the cuttings in a small basket for use in potions classes for the Shrinking Potion. He snipped a bit and dropped it into the basket. He smiled at her as he said she was fifth year " third I'm kinda behind I got into a bit of trouble so i guess you could say I'm repeating the year" he said turning back to the plant as he snipped a bit more until it was tidy as he waited as he watched her feed the Venomous Tentacula with its Spiky dark red teeth that reaches out vines toward people as they pasted.

“I nearly missed the first few weeks but I managed to make it through though I didn’t do much learning though. It’s hard to focus when your head is pounding,” said Amelia. She hated it when she had that head injury. She was miserable.

“Believe it or not this guy isn’t really that dangerous if you treat it right. As my godfather tells me if you treat any living thing the way you want to be treated it will respect you. That along with that magical plants are proven to have some level of intelligence,” she said petting the plant.