Mar 27, 2007 20:07
She was sitting on the bench, a book resting on her lap and her wand in her hand. She was learning new spells, more of a thing to pass some time really. A few muttered words and the empty plant pot before her soon had a shoot twisting out of it which grew and twisted into a large deep red rose plant. The buds twisted and the flowers opened.
Now, if she could only master that by hand.
ooc:Bother, she's bored