Necessary Gardening

Orwell was sure that these two would make great members for the club, and he just smiled at them both with a sure smile, "It's pretty easy really," he said, trying to not make himself sound superior but just saying what was fact, they really were pretty simple to make, it didn't take too much, it was just a matter of doing something repitive with his hands, and he knew that beginning with being terrible would eventually lead to them being pretty good, and even if they weren't the best it didn't matter, it all about the fun of it. The teen smiled at them both as they looked over what he was offering to them with the flower crowns, "We start generally with the largely bigger flowers with the wider stem, and those can provide the general shape, and you just wind the rest in, I usually add leaves and things like that to give them a bit of size," Orwell told them both as he began to slowly demonstrate what he meant, slowly showing them how to intertwine the flowers to make the shape of the crown, how to add a few flowers, "Don't worry if you end up making mistakes, we've got plenty of flowers," Orwell encouraged motioning to them both to give it a try, he wasn't sure how good they'd be at it, but he was happy to help them.
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There were so many flowers in the garden that Miya struggled to make any decisions on what type she should pick to make her flower crown. She found some blue flowers she didn't know the name of that looked like they'd be good for starting the flower crown, and chose them before she had another chance to be indecisive. She didn't want to annoy the others with her slowness under the pressure of such a simple task. She tried to follow along with Orwell's directions, slowly and hesitantly twining the flowers around each other. Pulling a flower from her own hair, Miya added it to the beginnings of her flower crown.

Hers wasn't turning out to be as neat as the ones Orwell had brought out, Miya noticed sadly. It wasn't as terrible as Miya had expected, though, and so far seemed to be staying together. Each flower she added seemed to be like that block-stacking game where the tower fell down when you removed the wooden bricks, but in reverse. She glanced at Eleanor to see if the other Hufflepuff was having any more luck with her flower crown. Orwell's encouragement did little to ease her nerves, instead sounding like the expectation to fail to Miya's ears. She hadn't messed this up yet, but Miya was certain the flower crown in her shaking hands would disintegrate and the other students would know that she was useless.​
 
Admittedly, Eleanor felt quite nervous about making a flower crown in front of an expert. She knew that Miya would have trouble too but Eleanor doubted Miya would have as much trouble as her. Eleanor knew that she wasn't the most creative person and sometimes even the most simple tasks confused her and made her frustrated and she knew that flower crowns weren't going to be much different. She took some flowers from the nearest bush, not bothering to get up and have a look again. No flower in the garden was going to be perfect but they all looked pretty anyway so it didn't really bother her much anymore. She watched as Orwell had demonstrated exactly how to do it and began winding them together just like he was. She had decided to make a rainbow flower crown, not bothering with the type of flowers she was putting next to each other. Unfortunately, hers kept falling apart after adding every flower and was pretty loose compared to Orwell's. She looked over at Miya to find that she wasn't having any trouble at all and Eleanor sighed, placing the pile of flowers in front of her. This was definitely not as fun as Eleanor thought it would be.
 
Orwell glanced between the two girls who seemed to be having a lot of trouble with the flower crowns, Orwell had helped teach a lot of people in the wild patch how to do this aspect of the club, an idea he'd come up with but the boy knew that not everyone could get it easily. Orwell could see that they were both struggling and he looked at the ones around made and felt a little bad for just assuming that they could do it. He just thought for a moment he would've otherwise just guided their hands to be able to do it, but there were two girls and and he only had two hands, not enough to show them both at the same time, so he leaned back slightly, sitting himself crossed legged on the ground with a small thinking expression, "Clearly I can teach planting plants better than I can making flower crowns," he commented lightly with a small smile, "Listen, it's getting pretty late and you should both head back upstairs, I'll get into a lot of trouble if you get caught out here, but feel free to take a crown, or two, from the finished pile," he grabbed his wand and summoned all the finished flower crowns sitting in the wild patch, "You can come back any time and work on your own flower crowns, the wild patch is always open," he told them both, motioning to the area they were in, knowing that of course the gardens were always open, but this area specifically would be open to people if they wanted to use it. Orwell just waited for them to pick the flower crowns they wanted, and to see if they would leave at his instruction and the boy was just happy to show them a little of the world of Wild Patch, hoping perhaps that he had two members that would come to their event.
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Miya's flower crown had given up on staying together and Miya did not have enough hands to hold everything together. Her mother usually helped when she made flower crowns at home and Miya found herself missing it. Eleanor's crown appeared to be roughly the same state as her own, but Miya thought the rainbow colours were pretty and she liked the diversity. Miya thought that she should have used her house colours, yellow and black, to make the flower crown instead of monochromatic blue, but it was far too late to change. Her heart sank a little when Orwell suggested they leave. It was late, but Miya's irrational brain read the comment as an attempt to get rid of her.

She looked at the finished flower crowns Orwell offered. Her anxiety was getting too big to bridge the gap between her hands and the flower crown, so she didn't take one. Miya wasn't sure if she should take her unfinished flower crown back to the castle or not, so she just left it with the others. "Thank you for teaching." Miya squeaked, and smiled at the others. She bobbed into a tiny bow to bid them goodbye and scrambled up to the castle. Working in the garden had been fun and she was happy to have met Eleanor and Orwell, but now Miya was itching to wash the dirt off herself and wanted to find somewhere quiet to recover from being social. ​
 
Neither of the girl's flower crowns had turned out to be anywhere as good as the finished ones in the box which slightly disappointed Eleanor. She wanted to show Orwell that she had what it took to be a member of the wild patch club but she wasn't really doing a good job. She hoped Orwell would forgive her and just brush it to the side as Eleanor had to admit that it was pretty embarrassing not being able to make a flower crown when you loved flowers so much. She was sure that she'd be able to learn as long as she was dedicated to it and dedicated she was. Realising exactly how late it was, Eleanor shoved the flowers she was using inside her pocket before grabbing one of the finished flower crowns as a souvenir. "Thank you," Eleanor told Orwell with a polite smile. "Thanks for teaching us how to garden and how to make flower crowns." And with that, she slowly began to dawdle towards the castle, not really caring how late it was and if she would be up past curfew. She was very proud of herself for learning how to plant but was also upset with the fact that she wasn't able to make a flower crown. Hopefully she'd be able to learn how to make one with the flowers in her pocket to show Orwell what she can do, but for now she was slowly making her way towards the Hufflepuff common room, clearly disappointed with herself.
 
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