Won't spring hurry up and come?

[alt_hannah]

Everyone is ever so cross and tired of winter. Even the play rehearsals seem like a tiresome slog (sorry Moon and Clearwater, but it's true). I keep lingering behind in the greenhouses after Herbology class, because it's such a relief to see something live and green, even if it's just Venomous Tentacula or fretful baby Mandrakes. I actually used one of my free periods this week to help Professor Sprout set out seedlings, just because I'm so sick of bare earth and mud and wanted to do something to help the flowers come faster.

Susan and Megan, anyone up for Exploding Snap? Eloise isn't interested.

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[alt_neville]

Tomorrow's the Equinox, isn't it? You won't have too much longer to wait for spring!

(I know just what you mean about hanging out in the greenhouses. I'm dead sick of winter, too.)

[alt_hannah]

That's right! That means that everyone's going to be trying to corner your roommate and all of his brothers tomorrow, doesn't it?

[alt_neville]

Huh?

[alt_hannah]

To kiss a ginger on the Equinox! It's supposed to be good luck, isn't it?

[alt_neville]

Actually, I'm pretty sure Ron was hoping that everyone had forgotten all about that.

Maybe not Fred and George, though. They'll probably enjoy it.

[alt_gredforge]

We undoubtedly will.

[alt_hannah]

About the greenhouses...Professor Sprout mentioned that experiment you were doing with trying to breed a hardier type of zipweed. She pointed it the patch out to me when I was setting out plants for her, so I wouldn't pull any up by mistake. Is that cultivar really only three weeks old? It's so tall already! I was really surprised.

[alt_neville]

Just luck, I guess.

[alt_hannah]

You are good at Herbology, though, really. I wish I had as green a thumb as you do.

[alt_neville]

Yeah, well...too bad I'm pants at Transfiguration then. I guess they balance out.

[alt_hannah]

...

I heard about what happened in your Transfiguration class. That sounded, well...

[alt_neville]

Yeah. Exactly.

Private message to Neville Longbottom

[alt_hannah]

He's so scary, isn't he? Professor Carrow. Really scary, and it's just getting worse all the time. I mean...everyone knows he treats you dreadfully, even if you're a pureblood.

Re: Private message to Neville Longbottom

[alt_neville]

Yeah, well, I may be a pureblood, but to him I'm just a blood traitor.

Re: Private message to Neville Longbottom

[alt_hannah]

Oh, stuff.

The thing is, he's been muttering a lot about half-bloods, too. More and more. Susan and Megan and Eloise and I, we've all heard him chuntering on about it under his breath, whenever we turn in our essays. And he glares so! Oh, why don't they just sack him?

Re: Private message to Neville Longbottom

[alt_neville]

Dunno. But he'll never hear of a breath of a suggestion of that from me.

Re: Private message to Neville Longbottom

[alt_hannah]

Well of course no one would dare even hint such a thing where he could hear.

Did your class go all right yesterday? I assume it must have, otherwise....um...

Re: Private message to Neville Longbottom

[alt_neville]

You mean you didn't hear anything about the Gryffindor boys mooning everybody. No, thank Merlin, I got through the lesson all right. Seamus and Dean jumped in to answer questions whenever I looked uncertain, I guess, and we all got through with our robes intact.

Re: Private message to Neville Longbottom

[alt_hannah]

Maybe you could stop in once or twice with the study group, if you're still having trouble with dissolving things.

Re: Private message to Neville Longbottom

[alt_neville]

Really? You'd help me on that?

Re: Private message to Neville Longbottom

[alt_hannah]

Maybe. If you'd explain that bit about cross-recessive cultivars to me, that is. Deal?

Re: Private message to Neville Longbottom

[alt_neville]

Well okay. Deal!

[alt_susan]

I'm in! Haven't played that in ages...it'll be fun!

How'd you feel about some flying tomorrow? I haven't taken my broom out in ages, it's been so blasted windy.

[alt_hannah]

I haven't taken mine much either, because some of the twigs have fallen out, and now it veers ever so slightly to the left all the time. But maybe Ernie would lend me his. It would be lovely to blow all the fidgets out with a good flying session, even despite the wind. Let's do it!