Post by severus on Apr 4, 2012 22:33:19 GMT -5
When: September 4th 1976 - Morning
Where: Greenhouse
Who: Severus Snape, Open
OOC Notes: Thread closed and archived due to loss of player for Severus Snape
Severus was sitting inside the fourth greenhouse, hiding behind a shelf full of plants in order to escape the sights of an unruly Gryffindor who, as it turned out, didn’t like to be called an idiot in front of a batch of his peers. It wasn’t Severus’ fault the boy didn’t know what he was talking about and could be called on his stupidity quite easily. If the guy had really wanted to avoid looking like a fool, he shouldn’t have been going on about something he knew nothing about in the first place. That was the best way to avoid humiliation.
The half blood prince had a knack for getting into trouble.
Luckily, the Gryffindor appeared to have given up the chase before too long, allowing Severus to shift out from his hiding spot. Sighing, he decided to linger within the greenhouse for a while, just in case things weren’t as safe as they seemed and the Gryffindor was hiding just outside the door or something. Severus wouldn’t be surprised if he wandered out seconds before the boy would have thought to give up and leave. That was just the Snape way.
Running a hand through his characteristically greasy hair, the potions prodigy looked around the glass lined box that served as the home for many student-raised plants. Merlin, did he hate herbology.
The only good thing about plants was their chemical properties when it came to making potions. Aside from what brew they could help create, they were of no value to Severus. He wasn’t one who believed plants needed to be treated with kindness or trees needed to be hugged every now and again. They were mindless weeds only a step up from dirt and they didn’t have feelings no matter how gently you watered them or encouraged them to grow. How people found pleasure in tending to them was also beyond him. It was work. Tedious, mind-numbing work that Mother Nature could handle well enough on her own without the assistance of stupid humans. Honestly, there was no point. He hated it. So what if a spell could make a stupid plant grow faster? It was still just a stupid plant. Having a class on the art of wasting time annoyed him.
But, to be fair, Severus didn’t like a plethora of things in the world.
Seeing as he was indeed alone, and it didn’t look like there would be anyone joining him any time soon, the young Slytherin decided to have a bit of fun on his own while he was waiting for safety. He moved over to a group of plants, not quite sure what they were, and smiled faintly. They all had labels on them. Kid’s names. No doubt they were part of a class project. Some were taller than others, and greener too. Maybe they were trying to find the best method for raising the plant.
Chuckled, Severus took out his wand, casting a spell to switch the labels around. He would make sure all the green-thumb students got a shock come their next class meeting.
Once that was done and the novelty lost, Severus moved away from the plants, knocking a pot over just to hear it crash as he started to look around the greenhouse. To be fair, he had never really given the place a good look around. Not even when he had been forced to sit there and listen to the teacher drone on about nothing.
Some of the plants hanging from the ceiling weren’t that ugly. And some of the others were fairly nice to smell. Of course, he didn’t know he was inhaling some kind of toxin as he sniffed the various flowers, but he assumed there wouldn’t be anything deadly hovering around on campus.
Then again, the school did have a lot to it that many would consider dangerous.
He sighed, pulling the leaf from a particularly soft plant and rubbing it between his fingers idly as he moved on. The place was bigger than he had thought it was. Maybe he had been thinking of one of the other green houses.
Where: Greenhouse
Who: Severus Snape, Open
OOC Notes: Thread closed and archived due to loss of player for Severus Snape
Severus was sitting inside the fourth greenhouse, hiding behind a shelf full of plants in order to escape the sights of an unruly Gryffindor who, as it turned out, didn’t like to be called an idiot in front of a batch of his peers. It wasn’t Severus’ fault the boy didn’t know what he was talking about and could be called on his stupidity quite easily. If the guy had really wanted to avoid looking like a fool, he shouldn’t have been going on about something he knew nothing about in the first place. That was the best way to avoid humiliation.
The half blood prince had a knack for getting into trouble.
Luckily, the Gryffindor appeared to have given up the chase before too long, allowing Severus to shift out from his hiding spot. Sighing, he decided to linger within the greenhouse for a while, just in case things weren’t as safe as they seemed and the Gryffindor was hiding just outside the door or something. Severus wouldn’t be surprised if he wandered out seconds before the boy would have thought to give up and leave. That was just the Snape way.
Running a hand through his characteristically greasy hair, the potions prodigy looked around the glass lined box that served as the home for many student-raised plants. Merlin, did he hate herbology.
The only good thing about plants was their chemical properties when it came to making potions. Aside from what brew they could help create, they were of no value to Severus. He wasn’t one who believed plants needed to be treated with kindness or trees needed to be hugged every now and again. They were mindless weeds only a step up from dirt and they didn’t have feelings no matter how gently you watered them or encouraged them to grow. How people found pleasure in tending to them was also beyond him. It was work. Tedious, mind-numbing work that Mother Nature could handle well enough on her own without the assistance of stupid humans. Honestly, there was no point. He hated it. So what if a spell could make a stupid plant grow faster? It was still just a stupid plant. Having a class on the art of wasting time annoyed him.
But, to be fair, Severus didn’t like a plethora of things in the world.
Seeing as he was indeed alone, and it didn’t look like there would be anyone joining him any time soon, the young Slytherin decided to have a bit of fun on his own while he was waiting for safety. He moved over to a group of plants, not quite sure what they were, and smiled faintly. They all had labels on them. Kid’s names. No doubt they were part of a class project. Some were taller than others, and greener too. Maybe they were trying to find the best method for raising the plant.
Chuckled, Severus took out his wand, casting a spell to switch the labels around. He would make sure all the green-thumb students got a shock come their next class meeting.
Once that was done and the novelty lost, Severus moved away from the plants, knocking a pot over just to hear it crash as he started to look around the greenhouse. To be fair, he had never really given the place a good look around. Not even when he had been forced to sit there and listen to the teacher drone on about nothing.
Some of the plants hanging from the ceiling weren’t that ugly. And some of the others were fairly nice to smell. Of course, he didn’t know he was inhaling some kind of toxin as he sniffed the various flowers, but he assumed there wouldn’t be anything deadly hovering around on campus.
Then again, the school did have a lot to it that many would consider dangerous.
He sighed, pulling the leaf from a particularly soft plant and rubbing it between his fingers idly as he moved on. The place was bigger than he had thought it was. Maybe he had been thinking of one of the other green houses.