Who: Neville and Dan Where: Food Court What: Healing When: Saturday morning Open: Maybe? Ask if you want
Neville had already been up for a few hours. Ruby usually got grumpy if he was left alone too long after he woke at sunrise and Neville himself had a few plants that needed tending each morning. He'd always enjoyed herbology, and it had been one of the few things he'd excelled at when he was young, but he'd never done it as much as he had here and on the island. He'd never realized how much he actually liked it, even beyond the enjoyment one might get from something they're inherently good at. And, since he'd brought back quite a few useful seeds at Christmas, he hoped he could do good with it here as well. It seemed like Dr. Cuddy was open to the idea, so that was a good sign at least.
He was musing through a list of potions supplies he might get if another door opened, mumbling to himself, as he walked the halls toward the food court for some breakfast, absentmindedly holding his wand in front of him to melt the snow that always seemed in the way these days.