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wendy & xan // @guiltgilded // january.

People weren’t even whispering anymore. They were talking, loudly, so everyone could hear their opinions about these four boys. Wendy still had her doubts, doubts that she hated, and tried to push away. She didn’t want to hear it anymore. James had been sweet to her, he had wanted to be her friend and that should speak volumes. Why would someone who is supposed to be a monster want to be her friend anyway? She’s a muggleborn. Those types are supposed to hate muggleborns.

Lost in thought, Wendy sat on the counter in the Kitchens, having asked Xanthus to meet her. She brought her knees up to her chest, hugging them, heartbreaking as she thought further about those four boys. Do you need anything, Miss? The high voice belonging to the house-elf brought her out of her thoughts, earning a smile and a slight shake of her head. “No, Mimi, I’m okay. I’m sure Xan will want something when he comes.” She paused, looking back at the entrance, “if he ever gets here. I hope he got my note.”

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wendy & xanthus // @guiltgilded // in the greenhouses, not number 3 though.

This is what she loved. A quiet greenhouse with just the plants, the smell of dirt and something else she couldn’t figure out but still loved the smell of. She had been repotting a couple of shrivelfig sprouts, as they were not liking the current pots they were in, and Professor Sprout mentioning something to her. Wendy volunteered to do it, knowing that Sprout had enough on her plate, and she didn’t mind. She didn’t even bother to use gloves, preferring the feeling of dirt beneath her fingers rather than the dragon hide.

Upon hearing a new noise, something that she wasn’t prepared to hear, she did jump. heartbeat racing as she looked behind her. Almost closing her eyes out of pure instinct yet her curiosity wanting to know what or who made the noise. But as soon as she realized who had made the noise, a wide smile spread across her lips. “Merlin, Xan,” she spoke with a laugh. She would have walked over to him, hugged him even, as it was her usual way of greeting her friends. But her hands were covered in dirt and he was not. “Do you want to help me? I promised Sprout I would repot some of these shrivelfigs. They’re not growing the way she wants them to and the second years are supposed to be pruning sometime soon.”

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