proper plant care. it’s the first thing you learn in herbology, not the different sorts of plants or even how to use them, but their basic necessities: soil, water, and sunshine. they’ve turned their home into a replica of the herbology greenhouse, however, unfortunately, their small flat was not built to be a greenhouse and the plants took quite a bit more upkeep than they’d anticipated. neville didn’t mind, though, it was a nice distraction even if re-potting the plants meant the inside of their house looked like an outside. fresh soil sprinkled the floor, spilling out of the bag, and caked under their fingernails when they heard a knock on the door. their brows furrowed, trying to recall if they were expecting anyone. “uh, just a moment!” they looked around for a moment before giving up and wiping their hands on their pants.
they swung the door open and realized of course they’d not been expecting someone, ginny rarely lets them know when she plans on stopping by. neville doesn’t mind, of course, but they’ve got the sneaking suspicion that ginny’s mothering them. not that they could blame her, neville mothered just about everyone they knew these days, an emotional support blanket for all the people in their life. “hey, gin. sorry the place is a mess, did you want to come in?” sometimes she did, but sometimes she insisted on getting neville out so they were never quite sure what to expect when ginny knocked on their door. @gincvrah
