Disclaimer: JKR's, not mine.
Professor Sprout
prompt: run away
Even the greenhouses are not safe anymore, and that is enough to break her heart.
She tries not to wince as Amycus Carrow kicks over flowerpots and spits into her carefully prepped beds. Even the little seedlings seem to tremble, as if sensing his heavy boots and the pleasure he finds in destroying anything beautiful.
Pomona almost wishes she could run away. But there's nowhere to go and, even if there was, her students need her, just as her plants do. She ignores Carrow and kneels in the rich soil to bind a bent stalk to a stake, to keep it stable until it has the strength to stand on its own again.