Fourth Seed; [Action]

[nearlychosen]

[This morning isn't terribly different from any other morning near House 26. The lawn there is a little bit greener than the neighboring homes, and the multicolored plantlife is as healthy as ever, fed a steady diet of the best quality dung Neville can get his hands on. The gardener is even mostly the same, a boy of average height spending far too much time on his hands and knees in the mud getting filthy in the care of things that can't talk back. It's not even very strange to hear him chatting with the vines and petals surrounding him, though this particular morning he seems to be hissing at his garden rather than rambling on in English. For those who recognize it, the language is Parseltongue.]

...And I haven't found a single lead anywhere in this place. I think there just aren't any Horcruxes to be found here. I should talk to Harry or Luna about this, shouldn't I? ...No, you're probably right. It's supposed to be a secret. What's that? Your leaves are getting dry? Well don't worry, I'll fix that.


[Later in the afternoon, after he's had a shower at least, he'll venture into town, rifling pointedly through the rebuilt item shop for something very specific and emerging empty-handed. It's okay to miss him as he moves among the people in mid-town, though; he avoids eye contact like the plague. Still, he won't be unfriendly if approached. Feel free to gape at the lightningbolt scar just barely visible under his fringe. He's used to it.]

[OOC: AU Cheatsheat is here.]

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[loyalotter.livejournal.com]

[Luckily for him, Hermione (http://community.livejournal.com/lucetiooc/1198105.html?thread=33078809#t33078809) wasn't around while he was talking to the plants. She was in the library. Getting her laughs at the books talking about that ridiculous fantasy thing called magic. So when she runs into her housemate, who she's been avoiding in her room because of her studies, yes, she's still laughing. And then she sees Neville and her eyes go to that scar.]

Honestly, are you trying to copy Harry's ridiculous scar? It's not really working and it's not going to get you any further than it got him. [Which is clearly amusing to her for some reason.]

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[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

[What, doesn't everyone sit around having deep involved conversations with plantilife? Perfectly normal.]

I'm not copying anything, Hermione. [Though his voice shrinks to something just above a mumble at the amusement in her voice.]

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[loyalotter.livejournal.com]

[Not normal. Never normal :| Unless you're Petunia Dursley.]

Then why do you have that ridiculous scar on your forehead? It doesn't do a thing for Harry, so why would it do anything for anyone else?

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[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

It's not ridiculous, even when Harry thought it would be funny to charm one onto himself for the attention. It's just a stupid scar I've had for years now. I wouldn't have thought you'd be the type to tease anyone about something like this.