Chapter Six: Were It All Began
Fred and George meandered down the twisting path towards the greenhouses, for their first Herbology lesson, their necks bent down low against the bitter wind that bit against their laughing faces.
"Righto! You must be the Gryffindor's and the Hufflepuff's! Greenhouse one pleases!" Professor Sprout called. Her round jovial face brightened at the sight of them all trooping into the Greenhouse, she obviously wasn't used to people actually following her instructions. These lessons are going to be a blast! Fred and I will get away with anything! George mused, a wide grin spreading across his face, making his freckles stand out like a shout. He shot a quick glance at Fred, the very same grin maliciously spreading across his face, and instantly, he knew the same thought was playing around in Fred's creative mind too.
After everyone was standing around the long table, which housed plants of many natures, Professor Sprout addressed the class. "Okay, seeing as this is your first lesson, I thought I would just show you some of the plants that Hogwarts has to of-" Fred's hand shot into the air. "Yes? Weasley is it?" Fred nodded in reply
Fred took a deep breath, and said, with alarming speed, "Professor all of my brothers have said that Herbology is a waste of time, why would they say that, because personally, I think it seems quite interesting, but I don't really get it, if you get me…?" Fred winked and George, as Professor Sprout launched into a lengthy ramble about the uses of Herbology in other lessons, and other interesting information, which no one really wanted to listen too. She was so engrossed in this conversation, addressing the whole class now, that she didn't even notice Fred and George dive under the table.
"Got the fireworks George?" Fred muttered, and his face split into a wide grin, and the shot back to Lee's side, each of them had fireworks, clutched in their hands.
"Oh crap…" Lee muttered, "This can't be good…"
"-so Herbology is vital to Potions, as many of the plants you see before you, can be used in Potion making, and they then can be used in, say, Hospitals, or Dragon-tending, the uses are really endless. So as for the point of Her-" This time, George hand shot into the air.
"Professor, this plant is beautiful…" George lied, he couldn't care for plants, unless there was such a thing as a money tree, or another such plant.
"Ah! Wonderful taste! This plant is called the Flutterby bush, it is a common plant for outdoor weddings, and you'll notice it quivers and shakes, you won't deal with these until your fourth year, where you would prune the bushes, but yes very beautiful." She smiled and then carried on her lengthy banter.
This was all the opening Fred needed, as George distracted the teacher at the top end of the table, Fred stole to the end of the table and lit the end of the fireworks, and buried them underneath a red, spiked plant, which was already emitting its own heat, along with the heat from the fireworks Fred buried amongst its twitching roots. Before Fred could be blamed for anything, he dived to his twin's side, and Lee edged along the table, so he was no where near the 'scene of the crime'.
The red, spiked plant was quivering ominously, threatening to blow at any moment. Professor Sprout seemed to have noticed this, as, instead of lecturing the class, she grabbed her patched hat, and exclaimed "Great Gurdyroots in heaven! What has happened to that poor Fire Seed Bush? Everyone stay away! Their seeds are extremely hot!" Fred and George sniggered as Sprout tried to run, one hand grabbing her over large, patched hat, another gripping her hips, trying to weave in and out of students, a few of which were screaming. Puffing, Sprout reached the plant, and she snapped on her Dragon Hide gloves, and began to stroke the top of the plant. Its long spiked branches stopped shaking and viciously waving, and seemed to wilt at the physical contact. Thinking it to be safe, she removed her hand, puffed out her chest, and waddled the front of the class.
She reached the top of the greenhouse, and resumed her lecture "So, as I was saying, Herbology has many uses, and can be o-" at that moment, the Fire Seed Bush, started spewing out Fire Seeds, one of them hitting poor Cedric Diggory on his nose, and his hands flew to his smoking nose. Sniggering Fred, George and Lee, watched the seeds bouncing of the walls of the greenhouse.
Once again, Professor Sprout trundled as fast as her squat legs would carry her towards the Fire Seed Bush. She leaned in close to the base of the plant, trying to figure out what had upset it.
BANG!
Seeds rapidly shot from the tips of the branches, and, to everyone's surprise (besides Lee, Fred, and George's) fireworks erupted from the base of the plant, more seeds exploded from the Bush, and everyone pushed out of the Greenhouse. Cedric was still clutching his nose, Angelina swatting the ends of her braids, which had caught on fire, and Alicia brushing the top of her head to get rid of the smoking seeds. Sniggering, Fred and George were the last to leave.
"I wonder what happened?" Alicia said, her head now free of burning seeds.
"Its not a case of what Alicia, but who!" Angelina alleged the ends of her hair smoking from having caught on fire.
"A.J…. what are you saying?" Katie said shyly. Katie was a very withdrawn person, and didn't like the commotion that was going on this lesson.
"I'm saying… that it was deliberate. Who do we know who has a large stock of fireworks, and loves trouble and attention?" Angelina replied in mock-contemplation.
Fred and George were rocking back and forth on their toes, and whistling simultaneously, fighting the desire to laugh. Lee, however, could not suppress the urge to laugh, and was rolling around laughing.
However, before the twins could give a witty reply, Professor Sprout came out of the green house, hat smoking, slammed the door behind her, and blocked the door with her plump body. "Everyone go back to the common room!"
SMASH!
The glass of the greenhouse exploded with a shattering bang, and left only the frame behind. Professor Sprout dived towards the class just in time. She stood up, shaking from head to foot, covered in black soot, soil, and debris' from godric-knows-what and leaves from godric-knows-where. "Spinnet, get Professor Hagrid, Johnson get the headmaster, Weasley, Weasley, Jordan, my office, eight o clock tonight! No excuses!"
A/N: Sorry for the long time it took to update, Trinity has gone on holiday until school restarts, so I'm on my own for a while. Hopefully my first chapter writing on my own is satisfactory! I've got a lot of time on my hands, so the updates wont take so long (fingers crossed!) Lots of Love!
Sofie x 3
