Pomona Sprout

Sam enters early for Herbology. There were no students, but he didn't have much time. She was pruning a bush, and her back was to Sam. He pulled out his wand, and cast the binding spell. She slumped forward, but didn't fall over. Then she turned and curtsied. "Good Afternoon, Master," she giggled.

"We have little time. Keep this our secret, and I'll train you in your little echo fetish little fruit. I'm sure you'll enjoy it," he informed. "," he asked?

She nodded," Mum's the word." Then he turned around to finish his chores.