House: Hufflepuff
Year: Sixth
Category: Drabble
Prompt: Professor Sprout
Wordcount: 261
Name: The Tale of a Little Sprout
Beta(s): Trish, Pix, Aya, Paul
A/N: Warnings: OOC Sprout, OOC Neville, Somewhat Canon Divergent. Other than that Enjoy this story.
Pomona Sprout
"It was a cold day when I was hired as the Herbology Professor for Hogwarts: School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I remember it quite clearly, like it was yesterday. I had just turned twenty-four years old and I was looking for a new job.
"I'd been turned down from every job in Hogsmeade and a blizzard was hitting Scotland. I was too far away from the train station to get back to my apartment, so I headed to Hogwarts, my old home, in the hopes that I'd be able to stay there for the night, or at least until the storm passed.
"I was let in by my old friend, Minerva McGonagall, who had written to me to tell me that she'd become the Transfiguration teacher at Hogwarts, and that I should visit her sometime soon. I'd been ushered to the headmaster's office and I saw that his plants weren't in good shape, not at all.
"I'd always been good at Herbology and I had just what I needed in my bag. I'd taken out my supplies and healed the plants in the office. The former Herbology teacher, Herbert Beery, suffered some sort of mental break over a failed theater club, so a new position had opened.
he next thing I knew, I was the new Herbology teacher at Hogwarts, becoming a Head of House not long after."
"I asked for help finding a textbook. Not your life's story." My student, Neville says.
"Right. Here's your book." I reply, handing him the Herbology book he needs.
The End