Isis didn’t know a whole lot about plants. She had some experience with dead and dried (former) plant-life, especially after teaching Potions in the interim before Sophie O’Malley had been hired, but on a personal level, she’d never had much success. She had managed to keep a small bonsai tree alive for a few years now, mostly because it meant more to her than just some little shrub she picked up at a Walmart or something, but that was her highest achievement in the field.
Nathan, however, liked plants. As is it wasn’t clear enough by the meticulous care he took of the Gardens, he had worked hard and gotten certified to teach Herbology as well. And Isis was absolutely thrilled for him and his accomplishment, so she decided to do something nice for him. She would bring him a pretty little something to put in one of his brand new greenhouses.
But what to bring him was the real question. She decided immediately that a non-magical plant would be her best bet, simply for reasons of safety and its odds of survival in her care. However, even with that decision, there were so many factors for which to account. She’d paged through books on symbolism, certain that if anyone was knowledgeable about these things, it would be Nathan.
She had to pick the right message, but what was that? What exactly did she want to say? Isis had a lot of swirling feelings regarding this particular coworker, some that she’d been very hesitant to express but, admittedly, had a difficult time setting aside since a perfectly awkward and wonderful dance at the school’s ball last year. Eventually she settled on a potted yellow chrysanthemum, which, according to several of the books she’d checked, could be interpreted as symbolizing a secret admirer.
To that end, when she penned a little note to stick in the bottom--Congrats on the new position!--she left off her name, nerves winning the day. Isis carried the plant to the greenhouse that now served as his Herbology classroom. It was Sunday afternoon, so she didn’t expect to see him here and therefore didn’t think to look around the room very thoroughly before approaching his empty desk. She sat the chrysanthemum on top of it, adjusting the petals one last time and wiggling the notecard to be seen. Isis smiled briefly at her deed and turned to go, but when she spun away from the desk, she discovered that she had made an error in her predictions of his schedule.
“Oh!” she exclaimed, her heartbeat accelerating from more than just surprise. “Hey. I didn’t think you’d be here. I was just, uh..” Isis leaned to the side to ensure he could see what sat on his desk. She wore a crooked smile almost involuntarily, and despite the pounding in her ears. “For you.”
OOC: Sunday afternoon made the most sense to me for her to not expect to find him, but if that seems like a time that he'd definitely be there and she should have known that, then feel free to change the time this takes place.
Thank-you! - Nathan Oblivious Xavier,Fri Oct 14 09:41
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