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'Gilly Weed.'
The words etched themselves, in a messy, scribbly manuscript, onto the margin of her parchment.
Roxanne blinked.
The words were still there.
The young girl sighed.
So. I've gone nutters, she thought. Crazy. Insane. Completely bonk—
"Miss Weasley," the voice of Professor Longbottom, teacher of Herbology, roused her from her thoughts.
She looked up, hesitantly, "Yes, Professor?"
"Do you have an answer?"
She scowled, hearing a few Slytherin snicker in the background.
An answer. An answer? To what question? Damn her inattentiveness to hell. Herbology had always been her least favorite subject, and now that was going to cost her some house points.
But what if…?
Her eyes fell to the dubious inscription on her parchment.
Did she dare?
...Sure, why not?
"It's—is it Gilly Weed, Professor?" she said shyly, her brown eyes rising to meet the Professor's green ones.
Professor Longbottom nodded in the affirmative and smiled, "Yes—but next time, don't doubt yourself. Ten points to Ravenclaw."
Roxanne beamed inwardly as she sat back in her chair. Insanity wasn't half bad.