Seventh Seed; [Action] (Forward-dated to later this morning)

[nearlychosen]

[Good morning, Luceti! If you happen to be out around the center of town this morning, you might notice some new... growths decorating the square grouping of shops. Vines spill out from the cracks of the Flower Shop's door by the dozen, twirling and twisting into cursive lettering that begins climbing up the shop's wall and accidentally spills over to the storefront of the empty shop next door:

DUMBLEDORE'S ARMY: NOW RECRUITING

It's a bit brash, and probably a bit premature considering he hadn't really checked in with Hermione about beginning to advertise so soon after opening up membership or with the other shop regulars about creating the gaudy message, but it's easier to ask forgiveness than permission anyway.

Feel free to stop inside the shop today to inquire about the living, writhing advertisement. Or, if you're up early enough, you might spot Neville as he's producing the message with his wand out, focusing intently on guiding the long vines in a way that he hopes is legible and desperately hoping he doesn't mess it up.]

Comments

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

...I'm not really sure, actually. I think it's got something to do with the wings. But it's something anyone can be taught!

[healeveryone]

The wings, huh...I didn't know that.

[She turns her head, trying to get a good look at her own. That sort of explains why someone would go to all the trouble of putting wings on everyone.]

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

[He nods supportively.]

There are elemental spirits here, and there seems to be a way to harness their magic for ourselves. I'm a little fuzzy on the details of it, but my friends are amazing teachers.

[healeveryone]

Because of the wings? And if they've learned to do all that here--wow.