Just a little something

[Professor Geovanna Adler-Cade]

Geo was very much enjoying handing out roses. Seeing how everyone reacted to their messages made her smile, and as she headed down to the Slytherin common room she hoped this one would be as well received. This particular rose was quite difficult though, as she didn't know who she was looking for. Standing outside the Slytherin portrait, she asked the students that came by if they knew who she was looking for. "Is Rory Fergusson in here?" She asked as another boy walked passed her. She hoped she'd figure out the right student soon.

 

[Rory Fergusson]

Rory had of course sent roses, but he hoped he wouldn't get any. He didn't like the hassle of it, he believed he deserved some but he would rather not have to go through the process of getting them from people. He was therefore annoyed when he heard someone asking another boy if he was him as they left the common room. He sighed heavily and walked out, "Ah here yer lookin' fae me," the boy said with a sigh, "Am Rory Fergusson, can ah help ye?" He hoped this would be short, nothing worse than someone getting stuck in a conversation with a weird looking kid. This really was the worst aspect of it.
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[Professor Geovanna Adler-Cade]

Geo stared as the boy just looked at her. So unhelpful. Suddenly another student approached behind him and introduced himself as Rory. "Hi" She smiled. He didn't look too happy at the idea of being involved with the Valentines event, but Geo told herself he was probably just nervous. "I have this for you" She added, reaching into her bag and pulled out the yellow rose. "I hope it's from somebody special" She said, trying to lighten the mood.

Spoiler: Yellow Rose

Rory,
This rose is to thank you for being my first friend in this school and to show my appreciation that we are still friends now. Have a great day.
Flavio

 

[Rory Fergusson]

Rory looked at the girl, who seemed very cheerful. he rolled his eyes at her but took the yellow rose from her, wondering who would send him a rose. He looked at the note as well, and shook his head at her statement. He read over the note and nodded, he was happy that it was from Flavio. People always assumed they weren't good friend, but clearly they were. He had sent one back, "Alright, scram now," the teen told her as he shooed her away.
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