Solo Plantoscide Errand

Damion could hear Dylan's voice in his head. Yes he was doing this in the Great Lake. He was sort of helping the Groundskeeper. He wanted to remove the undesirable plants. Something that he might enjoy.



He was talking to the Dylan that was in his mind. He was trying to convince him that it would be fun! He had not thought much about it but he was sure as hell that this would be really fun to be removing undesirable plants. He was not going to harm any useful plants.

Damii had taken shovels and other digging equipments to dig holes and take plants out of the mud. He was going to enjoy this so much. With Dylan in his mind and guiding him would be fun. He just wanted to do something that would keep him from thinking about home. Well whether it was things that he did at home, but well it kept him from thinking about home much.

Well he enjoyed being away from home. Being at Hogwarts. Being an independent soul. He enjoyed that he was old enough for being in this prestigious school all by himself. He missed his friends; mainly his close friend Dylan and his surrounding that he had grown up in. Weeding- removing undesired plants was something that he and Dylan would do at his mom's garden.

He had loved playing in the dirt and mud especially with his friends. Something that he had enjoyed a lot. His mother usually let him play in mud before asking him to clean up unless someone was coming over. He had always been happy getting to do so.

Well right now, he was not playing in mud. This was different. Well not a lot different than what he had done before, but still substantially different. Right now, he was digging and taking plants out and not just digging to make mud houses/ caves with feet- well you put your foot on the ground and then bury it in mud which is slightly wet, before pulling out your foot you pat the mud on top of your foot. The semi wet mud then takes that form and thus mud caves are formed.

That used to be a fun way to enjoy mud. He and his friends would make number of houses/caves this way. Once he and his friends had made a mud town which included these mud houses/caves. He had enjoyed doing this.

Back to the thing that he was doing right now. He was digging up plants- well not any type of plants. He was digging up weeds and unwanted or undesired plants to make sure that the groundskeeper's garden wasn't full something that wouldn't look nice.

Damii couldn't stop thinking about Dylan. He had missed Dylan so very much that he at times would hear his (Dylan's) voice in his head.



Damion couldn't agree more to what Dylan was telling him in his mind. He knew that deep down the Dylan that he could hear was trying to keep him motivated. Something about Dylan's words would soothe him. Would make him get his focus back. Whether it was school-work or this. He always kept Dylan in his mind and it helped him. Besides missing his best friend, he thought high about it. Like held him in the highest possible esteem. For him Dylan was one person that he would blindly believe in.

Damion shook his head to get himself to focus on what he was doing. He saw a huge pile of weeds on the side. Irrespective of what he had been thinking, he had been working on digging up the undesired and unwanted plants.