The Professors
Professor Sprout
Humming lightly under her breath, Pomona Sprout, was enjoying the relative quiet of the castle grounds of the early morning. This was the best time of each day for the Professor. This is where her time was uninterrupted and she was able to care and check on all her plants in the Five Greenhouses on the grounds, without help or interruption from the rest of the Herbology staff.
Usually, the only other person to be seen up and about at this time of morning was Hagrid, as he tended to his game keeping duties. The peace of the greenhouses and the soothing feel of her hands in the dirt as she tended to all her babies, as she viewed these plants, was the comforting feeling to the Professor.
As the sun rose over the castle grounds her plants begin to stir and Pomona Sprout squared her shoulders, straightened her back and looked towards the castle in the distance. Soon her greenhouses will be filled with students, eager to learn, and with her here eager to teach about the many beauties of the wizarding plant world, a productive time lay ahead.
Assessing her plants one last time, Professor Sprout gathers the basket of freshly picked vegetables, fruits and seasonings she had procured from her many plants and hurried off to the kitchens. The Hogwarts house elves would be eager to start breakfast so she should hurry, to provide them with as much fresh ingredients to satisfy them.
After depositing her wares to the grateful elves, Pomona made her way back to her quarters within the castle. Her home away from home, her rooms were well kept and clean, thanks in large part to the house elves. However, comfort was the word that came to mind in Professor Sprout's quarters. With oversized and comfortable chairs, near the cozy fireplace, and lovely rugs covering the floor, the room was well suited to the Professor's needs. The walls were adorned with pictures of her family, her husband, and her daughter held prime positions. Looking at the portraits, reminded Pomona, that she had to buy a new hat for her daughter's graduation from Culinary Academy next week. She would do that first thing on Saturday morning on her way home for the weekend.
After, changing into her clothes for today's lessons, Professor Sprout , hurried from her rooms towards the Great Hall for breakfast. She made a detour so that she passed by the Hufflepuff Common Room on her way down. Always, the ever present House Mistress, Professor Sprout satisfied her curiosity that all was well with her house as she saw it's inhabitants make their way to breakfast.
"Good Morning Professor!" greeted a few students as she passed. Pomona, smiled and returned the greeting and moved towards the Great Hall. Just outside the Entrance Hall, she ran into Poppy Pomfrey also on her way to a bit a breakfast.
"Good Morning Poppy, beautiful day isn't it,?" greeted Professor Sprout as her mind strayed to Greenhouse Two, where she would be tending Mandrakes this morning with her Second Years.
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