Xavier liked Herbology, there was something about the smell of soil, the feeling dirt beneath his nails, and the satisfaction of seeing something slowly grow under his care that was.....satisfying. He enjoyed this class quite a lot and as Professor Bryce explained about the lesson, he sat up a little straighter and removed his wand from the holster at his side. 'Herbivicuss'....that was a simple enough spell! He carefully watched the way she moved her hand, focusing on that as much as the incantation itself was just as important. He didn't care about the offer of candy at the end, he could get candy whenever he wanted by taking some from his own stash from their last trip to the village. It was all about the plant to him.
He stood and joined the rest of the class at the table, staring at the beautiful plant she'd provided as an example. A valentine's day gift? He wasn't sure who to give it to! He thought about asking for suggestions, but he didn't want to stand out as the one kid who didn't know. His mom would enjoy it......oh Merlin....he'd better not say that
aloud! He'd be teased as a sissy. A mama's boy! He was already made fun of for his voice enough as it was....no need to add to the teasing...
He didn't say anything though as the Professor instructed them, choosing instead to listen carefully and plan ahead in his mind. That was the kind of student he was. The type who listened and planned and only asked questions when he really needed to. She'd explained things well enough that he felt like he didn't have to ask about anything further. He thought about a present for both mom and dad. Mom like roses and dad liked Elvis Presley and getting up early to watch the sunrise.... he picked out a rose seed, along with a pretty hibachis and planted them into the soil.
As he performed his incantation and made the proper gesture, he did his usual focusing technique, he hummed. He stood there, his eyes half lidded, humming one of Elvis' songs under his breath as he did so. He was fully focused on his plant and the spell, keeping things in perspective as best he could, knowing that if he messed this up, he could try again. But he didn't want to mess up. He wanted to do this perfectly. The first time! He might've been disrupting the others around him with his humming, he didn't know. He was trying to do it quietly, but he was also trying his best and sometimes, he got carried away when he was trying hard on something. He also wouldn't have cared if he was aware of his own volume, (which he wasn't. Thankfully, it was quiet enough to be considered 'library volume') and by the time he finished, he had a rose
sitting there in the pot. It might not've been as big as the others, but it was healthy and not too small or big. Maybe it wasn't perfect, he was sure the Professor would find a place to take points away somewhere, but he hardly cared.
He smiled and took a sniff of his rose. It was at that moment that he realized it didn't smell much like a rose! It smelled more like... "Chocolate?
" He muttered, "Where in the name of Merlin did THAT scent come from?!
" he muttered to himself, "And why do I have the urge to taste it?