In response to Flourish's Drabble Challenge, using the world horticulture. (Def.: The science or art of cultivating fruits, vegetables, flowers, or ornamental plants.) It is SHORT because drabbles are only meant to be 100 words long (I learned that long ago, in the Star Trek genre, where there are too many drabbles as it is, especially in J/C fanfiction.) Anyway, have a nice day!
My Job
By:
Katrine Potter-Lupin (12/29/00)He stared at him, his eyes piercing into his eyes, begging him to have mercy. His evil eyes, however, showed no compassion whatsoever as he raised his wand.
"Avada Kedavra!" he roared, as the boy fell into the once-cared for Vinewhip tomatoes (the name which he had learned in Professor Sprout's recent horticulture lesson.)
He stared at the once-alive boy, tears wanting to fall, but they couldn't.
Lord Voldemort had murdered his parents, now they had murdered Cedric.
He stared at Voldemort again, and whispered, "You…monster…"
Voldemort looked at him, and whispered, "No…not monster…just doing my job."
He felt sick.
THE END
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