RP: Lunch Hour
Date: 19 July, 1998
Characters: Neville Longbottom, Ginny Weasley
Location: Hogwarts
Status: Semi-private
Summary: Ginny stops by unexpectedly, bringing an equally unexpected lunch.
Completion: Complete
The sound of rain falling on the roof of Greenhouse One was comforting. Neville glanced out one of the wet windows with a small regretful smile nonetheless. He preferred working outdoors, but just because it was raining didn't mean there was nothing to do. Professor Sprout had asked him to unload and put away the latest shipments of lime and bonemeal, place an order for more belladonna plants from the new supplier (the second shipment from the old supplier had also contained plants with rotting roots), and clean and oil the gardening tools.
It was easier to unload the lime and bonemeal sacks by hand; for some strange reason they tended to split when wands were used, creating a huge mess. It was better to avoid the whole thing and heft the sacks into their proper storage space. It was more time-consuming than using magic, true; but it was good exercise and kept Neville in shape, so he couldn't complain too much."
Brushing bonemeal dust from his gardening apron, he washed his hands in the sink and debated going to the Great Hall for lunch. It was nearly time, if the growling in his stomach was any indication.
Characters: Neville Longbottom, Ginny Weasley
Location: Hogwarts
Status: Semi-private
Summary: Ginny stops by unexpectedly, bringing an equally unexpected lunch.
Completion: Complete
The sound of rain falling on the roof of Greenhouse One was comforting. Neville glanced out one of the wet windows with a small regretful smile nonetheless. He preferred working outdoors, but just because it was raining didn't mean there was nothing to do. Professor Sprout had asked him to unload and put away the latest shipments of lime and bonemeal, place an order for more belladonna plants from the new supplier (the second shipment from the old supplier had also contained plants with rotting roots), and clean and oil the gardening tools.
It was easier to unload the lime and bonemeal sacks by hand; for some strange reason they tended to split when wands were used, creating a huge mess. It was better to avoid the whole thing and heft the sacks into their proper storage space. It was more time-consuming than using magic, true; but it was good exercise and kept Neville in shape, so he couldn't complain too much."
Brushing bonemeal dust from his gardening apron, he washed his hands in the sink and debated going to the Great Hall for lunch. It was nearly time, if the growling in his stomach was any indication.