Planting Willow Trees

Tavaine was walking down to the shore of the lake, her arms full of Muggle-looking saplings. They were willow trees, and Tavaine wanted to plant a few on the far side of the lake for a little private alcove of sorts. She was planning to plant several of these alcoves so that students could use them as study rooms during their breaks, or teachers could used them during their breaks. Either way, Tavaine thought it was a good plan; the trees' branches were long and curtain-like, and she could bewitch them with a soundproofing charm to make them study rooms.

Charles walked by the edge of the lake waving his wand carelessly, blasting holes into the water. Water went flying and would reform itself. He was practicing non verbal spells. This current one was 'Flipendo'. He thought he was doing ok, the blasts seemed powerful enough in the water.

Roxie was walking toward the far east side of the Lake, deep in thought, when she caught sight of Charles and Vaine on the other side. Thought impressed by Charles' Flipendo, what Vaine was doing was even more intriguing. "Professor Arnyth," she called, "Those wouldn't happen to be willow saplings, would they?"

"Why, Roxie," Tavaine said, spotting her, "yes, they are."

"And your planting them around the lake?" Roxie questioned excitedly. She'd had a love for willow trees since she was a child.

Charles flicked his wand once more secretly, as a red light exploded from his wand, leaving a gaping hole in the water, which stayed empty for several moments. He deposited his wand inside his pocket and sat against a tree, where the Professor and the girl were talking. He lit up a cigarette, and in haled deeply. It was a peaceful day.

Roxie turned, alarmed, when she smelled smoke. Seeing it was just a cigarette, she relaxed, but asked ruefully, "Must you smoke?"

Charles exhaled fully and held the cigarette in his hand, stretching out. "Must you care?" He mocked, and took another drag. He was not feeling well, his skin was clammy, and he needed some air. Smoke and air. He joked in his head, and closed his eyes leaning his head back on the tree gently.

Professor Tavaine looked ruefully at Charles. "If you insist on smoking, please cast a Bubble-Head Charm around yourself so that other don't have to care," she told him.

Melody walked along the side of the lake, her eyes closed in thought, yet she was surefooted to walk along the path and not run into anything. She opened her eyes as she neared the group, seeing Charles she couldn't help but give at least a small smile.

"Vaine, Roxy... Charles." She said, inclining her head to each. It was so hard to just hold down the urge in herslef, to just fling herself at him, kissing him with all the passion that welled up inside her at the sight of him. She closed and opened her eyes again, dispelling the thoughts. She saw Charles smoking... again. She sighed. "Please don't"

Charles flicked his wand the cigarette vanishing as well as the smoke, "Understood," He said administering a smile to Melody. He was still sitting, and he stretched again. It was a nice day.

Melody walked over to Vaine, interested in what she was doing. "Willow trees?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, willow trees," Vaine explained to Melody. "I plan on making study alcoves of sorts with them, since their branches hang down, and it would have a nice view of the lake."

Roxie's eyes sparkled, then took on a far away look. "That reminds me of a place I knew as a child, before..." She blinked, then smiled. "Well, I think it's a spectacular idea. Anyway I can help?"

"Me too." Melody chimed in. "I'm sure both Students, and Professors will make use of these. Are you going to put some sort of soundproof charm on them so people can't hear anything going on inside or out of them?" Melody asked. She hoped certain company caught her drift.