Third Seed; [Action]

[nearlychosen]

[Good evening, Luceti. It's just past sunset, and neighbors around House 26 might have noticed Neville outdoors a bit later than usual, fussing with an overgrown potted ivy. A wave of a wand and a cheated mumbled incantation later, the plant has grown to twice its size. From there, it's a bit of a boring magic show while he works with ineffective spells, some of them providing mobility to the little vines; mostly, though, there's nothing. Fully engrossed in his work, he doesn't notice some of the vines loosely coiling around him until they begin contracting against his forearms. He yelps in surprise and sets to work stunning the wispy strands, which might have been easier if he'd work on mobilizing it before it was the size of a rather large cat.

Little help?]

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[skyborne-mage.livejournal.com]

Wand? Never mind, I'll ask later. Just hold still for me, would you?

[She holds out her hand, aiming it at the plant, and concentrates a bit, said hand starting to glow. After just a few seconds...] Fireball!

[As one might expect, this spell causes a fireball (actually, three small ones) to burst out of her hand and crash into the Devil's Snare, thankfully avoiding Neville.]

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

It probably wouldn't kill it.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[Riiiight. Shooting those things down then. Good thing he's got a really good aim.]

[13th_captain]

[The look on Arumat's face makes it clear that he's sizing Neville up, then:]

... you're that lad's comrade.

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

[There's not much to size up. He's really just a round-faced kid of average build with a few scars on his face he pretends aren't there.] That lad? You mean Harry?

[13th_captain]

[... yeah, Neville isn't a threat at all.]

No, the dragon boy.

[That's what Myuria calls him, at least.]

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

And now you know. Don't hurt yourself unnecessarily again. [That doesn't make it okay. Neville worries.]

[... At least until someone's pleased with his work!] Oh, it's nothing, really.. I just tend to what nature wants to do, really.

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

[Not unless you happen to be a horcrux or something.]

I'm afraid I don't follow... There's someone here who's half-dragon?

[13th_captain]

[Okay, clearly he failed at being obvious there.]

The lad named Draco.

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

[Oh come on. Really? How did Malfoy get to be so bloody popular around here??]

We are not comrades.

[13th_captain]

[The look Arumat gives him is one that clearly says "go on..."]

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

He's in league with some of the darkest forces plaguing my world. It's disgusting how he's been fooling the people here.

[13th_captain]

You have proof of this?

[Draco may be a brat, but Arumat doesn't get a feeling of evil from him.]

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

None that survived the journey here. [Especially since Draco's mostly guilty by association.]

[13th_captain]

These forces you say he's in league with, what are they?

[invidia-keeper.livejournal.com]

I won't. [ Quite the little amused smile on his face. Was Neville actually worrying about him? That doesn't happen all too often.]

You seem to have a talent for it. Are you working on anything else at the moment? [It might sound like he's sucking up, but it's only half that. He really is interested.]

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

There's a dark wizard who's taken political power over my world. Some of us resist his regime however we can, but there are people like Malfoy who've gone in league with He-Who-Mustn't-Be-Named.

Dude that icon is creepy as hell

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

[Neville's just a good Mom on the inside.]

I've got a few buds going, but it's still too soon to show anyone. They could still die long before they bloom. [He's not accustomed to digesting praise in a remotely healthy way, so he ignores the sucking up awkwardly.]

His canon sprites are worse. He's just a creeper >.>.

[invidia-keeper.livejournal.com]

[A good mom. Something Naoya has probably never had/cared to have.]

Of what? [It doesn't matter either way to Naoya. He's all fine with buttering people enough to manipulate them, but true compliments from him (as Atsuro will tell you), are nigh impossible to receive. This was a little of both.]

I'm intrigued and frightened all at once.

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

Mandrakes. Possibly. There's still a lot of room for it to go poorly.

You should be. He's Naoya. Also i swear he has something for the HP cast.

[invidia-keeper.livejournal.com]

Mandrakes? I assume they're not just legends in your world.

Ahaha should I run away screaming preemptively?

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

Of course not. Though I imagine Muggles probably believe they are. They can be nasty things if one doesn't know what one's heading into.

Nu! Maybe o.o. I mean the HP cast (draco, neville) r the only ones who dun want him deds XD

[invidia-keeper.livejournal.com]

Muggle is an interesting term. I wonder what I would be classified as, as mandrakes don't exist in my world, yet I can use magic.

If the buds live, I would like to see.

This could be a temporary affliction. xD It helps that Neville doesn't keep up with current events

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

It's squib magic though, isn't it?

..If you're sure. [He escorts Naoya to a smallish patch near the corner. At this early stage, there's only a few sprouts standing tall like unmowed grass.] Mind you don't pull them up. I'm not sure what that would do just yet.

Haha! Well no one actually. Broadcasted wha Naoya looked like, lulz.Silly luceti.

[invidia-keeper.livejournal.com]

Squib?

[He follows, peering at them.]

Interesting. How long until you think they'll be ready?