Neville poked his nose around the doorjamb. He'd tried to visit a few times, but she'd either been asleep or already with visitors every time. He was glad to see that he would actually finally get to see her.
"Care for a visitor?" he asked, coming into the room. He was carrying a small pot, in which there was a flower with all sorts of tendril-like leaves - more like a cross between a vine and a very tiny shrub, really - and a shimmery blue blossom.
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Date: 2010-11-19 03:27 am (UTC)"Care for a visitor?" he asked, coming into the room. He was carrying a small pot, in which there was a flower with all sorts of tendril-like leaves - more like a cross between a vine and a very tiny shrub, really - and a shimmery blue blossom.