Pomona Sprout was positively failing Herbology in second year. Technically not failing, but for someone belonging to the House associated with the element of earth… Well, she wasn't exactly crushing the stereotype of Hufflepuffs being stupid. She could hardly handle looking at the plants surrounding the greenhouse without cringing.

But the day they worked with the adult mandrakes was almost okay. She hadn't fainted like when the students first met the mandrakes… In fact, as time went on, Pomona became rather fond of Herbology.

Still, very few of her colleagues knew exactly how much she'd disliked these plants at first.


AN: Can you tell that I'm the sort of Hufflepuff that would be like this? I'd be completely terrible at Herbology... Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading. (: