24 Feb 2020, 20:02
Turning something colourful...
...into something plain.
Opeila had decided to come back to the library to take down the flowers, she had put everywhere a few days ago together with her housemate Flash Holmwood and a Ravenclaw girl Lark Flaer.
She had only put them there because of the housepoints anyway, but the thought of flowers, possible dangerous potion ingredients, in the library, maybe petal falling into a book that would make it's way into a potions lesson... It had made her feel guilty for days. She had been involved into possible poisoning too much the past days and it gave her a stomachache. Her father and grandmother would be infinitely disappointed in the young Slytherin, she was it herself.
So the least she could do, was to take the flowers away.
The Slytherin tried to remember, where they put all the vases, there had been plenty of them. She looked over to the table, where the girl sat, that she pranked with a rose. A little smile appeared on her face, before she continued to search.
Never would she participate in an errand like this again, her feelings after were far to stressfull. And never would she buy sweets, that were laced with love potion for someone else. That was just the worst thing, that she had done in a long time.
@Carter Bradshaw
Opeila had decided to come back to the library to take down the flowers, she had put everywhere a few days ago together with her housemate Flash Holmwood and a Ravenclaw girl Lark Flaer.
She had only put them there because of the housepoints anyway, but the thought of flowers, possible dangerous potion ingredients, in the library, maybe petal falling into a book that would make it's way into a potions lesson... It had made her feel guilty for days. She had been involved into possible poisoning too much the past days and it gave her a stomachache. Her father and grandmother would be infinitely disappointed in the young Slytherin, she was it herself.
So the least she could do, was to take the flowers away.
The Slytherin tried to remember, where they put all the vases, there had been plenty of them. She looked over to the table, where the girl sat, that she pranked with a rose. A little smile appeared on her face, before she continued to search.
Never would she participate in an errand like this again, her feelings after were far to stressfull. And never would she buy sweets, that were laced with love potion for someone else. That was just the worst thing, that she had done in a long time.
@Carter Bradshaw