&&.I'LL.say. [Taegan]

[Zachary Lennox]

^{I dreamed I was missing
You were so scared
But no one would listen
Cause no one else
cared}
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z a c h a r y . l e n n o x

<sup>His pale hands run down the spilled soil on the wooden bench and the broken pot cutting his hands but not worrying as they healed almost instantly. The silence of the green houses was quite enjoyable, no one watching and no one whispering within earshot. The plants were shifting lightly but his fear of them had stopped and herbology, although afraid to say it outloud, was one of those lessons he enjoyed and excelled in. Well when someone wasn't aggitating him so much that he'd crushed to pot with his bare hands out of rage and with it killing all but one seedling. He sighed as the dead plants fell into the bag and where thrown in the metal container. He usually stayed being after herbology anyway to feed the plants and to help out with some quiet time while the space was free and the teachers had neve rminded because Zack had been at N.E.W.T working and knowledge level in his third year. He wiped his hands on his trousers and picked up the rat who he had broken all of it's legs so it couldn't move while he tidied up. It was still alive and so he ripped it's neck open the vein spilling warm blood into his mouth. He never got in a mess no blood down his chin occasionally on his lips and teeth but nothing a wipe and lick couldn't fix.

His fingers snapped the rat's dead spine and the threw it into the bin alongside the broken pot and soil before he started humming gently to himself. The table was spotless and he was happy about that now he couldn't get into trouble. He walked around giving each plant a fresh coating of soil or whatever they needed and set their water pipes to on for ten minuets while he sat in the shade of a large tree just watching the amazing movment of the trees. Yawning lazily he started to sing quietly to himself in dutch more like a whispered nursery rhym as he leant back in the chair his feet crosed on the table and head against the bark of the tree. It was relaxing yes but the sight of plants that his father had owned always put him in a strange mood. In fact he couldn't controll himself like is a human came in here with an obvious trace of blood he would struggle greatly to not jump on them and attack them. But atleast right now no one was here and they wern't going to give him that idea.</sup>

[Joy Olgil]

She smiledat the bright boy. He was very good at Herbology, and was staying after to clean. Such a kind child.
"Oh, Mr. Lennox, I am in my office if you need me." She walked into the sunny room and looked the door. She ewanted peace and quiet to grade a Pop quiz. "Ahh, an O! " But the rest of the grades were terrible :A,D,T,T,P,D,P,A and many more. There were six "T" 's
"Oh, somthing bad tomarrow." She said, and began to think of punnisments for them. Dentention for the six "t" 's of corse. Something dangorus tomarrow for sure. A small clang sounded, and the Venous Tentaulal knocked over a Puffapod in a clay pot. THe Pod puffed into flowers.
"Damn" She exclaimed and pointed "Reparo!"
But had to yell 'Sourigfy." to clean up the flowers.
She went back to her grading