#Greengrass

[greengzass]

Astoria Greengrass change my life and nobody will never understand that

[notcryingtoday]

WHERE'S OUR 1M WORDS LONG FANFIC ABOUT SIDE CHARACTERS OF THE GOLDEN ERA ? GIVE THE GOLDEN ERA THE MARAUDERS TREATMENT

i'm talking atyd (deamus's version), the story of regulus black (but it's blaise zabini and his fucked up family), the black sisters (so close, it's actually astoria and daphne greengrass/flora and hestia carrow), just lovers (omg, oliver wood and marcus flint)...

(and then the next generation please i'm dying for albus/scorpius/rose's adventures in a early harry potter's book style)

[missedmilemarkers]

[leiascorpie]

I don't like the idea of blonde Astoria, please don't say it's just me 😭😭

[wearenaturelovers]

Sun over the green grass field

[mskrianna]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❛ Сестры Гринграсс — это разные цветы из одного сада ❜

[cquarrel]

“They’re all a bit bunk in the head,” is what the other families say about the Greengrasses. Never mind the families saying that are some of the more inbred ones.

Her parents just know it’s only a matter of time until someone of substance comes along, now they’ve convinced her to part ways with Charlie Rosier. The families remain friendly, of course, but their jewel will fetch a prettier price than the younger, non-inheriting son. Her elder sisters proved disappointments: Celia could not bear children, and Cybille married a Macmillan.

The Malfoy lad has a promising future, doesn’t he? And we can’t discount the Lestrange boy until the marriage certificate is signed, can we? Oh- what about the male Avery twin, what’s his name again?

[dnfity]

hwhat is bluesky

[mensministry]

Green Grass Masaryk, Ciudad de México,

Faci Leboreiro Architect,

Interior Designer: Carlos Faci y Marina Leboreiro

[rainydaysconnoisseur]

[yogadaily]

(via What Is the Best Yoga Path for You? A Guide to the 4 Paths of Yoga - YOGA PRACTICE  || Curated with love by yogadaily)

[heart-star]

Happy 2023 Easter! 🗿🐣

I made a picture with multiple rabbit characters, including 2 real life ones i cartoonified and on the bottom there are the Reignited versions of Pop fizz; star strike; Trigger happy; Deja vu and Enigma i made.

[stuffedinfo]

How Long Does It Take for Grass Seed to Grow

If you're planting grass seed and wondering how long does it take for grass seed to grow, this guide has the answers! Learn about the different growth stages, the best grass types for fast results, and the right time to plant. Plus, get tips on soil preparation, watering, and lawn care to help your grass grow strong and healthy. Whether you're starting a new lawn or overseeding, this article will help you achieve a lush, green yard in no time!

[anjalisinghmarketing]

Top 10 Benefits of Installing Artificial Turf—Feel the Difference Today!

What if your lawn was always green, like a grass carpet – no matter the season? No more mowing in the summer heat, no more muddy patches after rain, and no more weekend warfare with weeds. Sounds good, right? That’s the magic of artificial turf!

Know more:- https://e3groupindia.com/top-10-benefits-of-installing-artificial-turf-feel-the-difference-today/

[piffcreations]

The next morning, an uneasy tension hung in the air throughout the castle. As Serena walked with the rest of Slytherin to the Great Hall for breakfast, whispers filled the corridors. Though she could catch bits and pieces, the details remained unclear. Then, she saw Harry, Ron, and Hermione descending from their common room at the top of the grand staircase. Harry’s arm appeared fully healed, but his expression told a different story.

"Hey, guys! Have you heard what's going on? Everyone seems on edge this morning," Serena asked. As she spoke, she noticed Ron and Hermione glance at the floor. Harry was the first to answer.

“It’s probably about Colin, the first-year Gryffindor,” he said.

Serena looked puzzled. “Wait, you mean the boy who followed you around with that old camera?”

Harry nodded. “He was petrified yesterday, just like Mrs. Norris. Whatever's in the Chamber of Secrets attacked him.”

The trio moved on into the Great Hall, leaving Serena stunned. This wasn’t what she had expected for her first year at a magic school. She’d anticipated flying broomsticks, brewing potions, casting spells—not fearing a monster lurking in the halls.

"Students! Students!" Professor McGonagall called out. "I have the sign-up sheet for those staying over the Christmas holiday. I'll leave it here for you to write your names."

As the professor walked away, Serena watched some students approach to sign up. She noticed Harry, Ron, and Hermione adding their names, which made Serena feel better. Though she hadn’t thought much about it, she’d probably have to stay over the holiday too—no time for relaxation between New York and back. Serena started making her way toward the sign-up sheet when Draco called out to her.

“Darling! Aren’t you coming to sit with us?” Draco’s voice carried as Serena turned back to the sheet. “Are you staying for the holidays? You aren’t going home to your parents?”

Trying to think of a reasonable excuse, Serena stammered. She hadn’t yet told Draco the full story about where she was living, so she needed a quick answer. “Well… My parents are visiting friends in New York and aren’t home in London.”

Draco gave her a confused look. “They left without you?”

Serena froze for a moment. “Uh, yeah, they’re always on the move.” She tried to laugh, but Draco didn’t seem convinced.

"That's kind of strange, don’t you think? But I guess you know your parents better than I do." Serena offered him a small smile and quickly made her way to the sign-up sheet.

Draco felt guilty. He knew most of the Slytherins weren’t staying, and to top it off, Potter and his crew were. He didn’t want to leave Serena alone with them. He turned to Crabbe and Goyle, telling them to stop eating and follow him.

As Serena finished signing up, Draco snatched the quill from her hand and signed for himself below. He gave her a reassuring smile and made Crabbe and Goyle do the same.

“I thought you were going home for the holidays? You mentioned your parents’ holiday parties before—you seemed excited about them,” Draco said.

Serena’s face fell slightly, and Draco immediately noticed. “I couldn’t leave you alone over the holidays. You’d be bored out of your mind.” Serena’s frown turned into a shy smile—one Draco was always happy to see.

A week later, another sign-up sheet appeared in the Great Hall: the Dueling Club. Before Serena had a chance to read the notice, Draco informed her that he’d already signed her up. Anxiety surged through her—she could barely manage the basics of spells, and now she had to duel. Draco reassured her that he would be her partner, which calmed her nerves a little.

Serena was surprised by the turnout. The Dueling Club was packed, far more than the students who signed up for the Christmas holiday. Professor Lockhart, the club’s leader (if his books were anything to go by his ability to lead this club), stood at the front, announcing that Professor Dumbledore had allowed him to start the club to teach students how to defend themselves. He also mentioned that Professor Snape would be his “assistant”.

Serena couldn’t help but feel a sense of joy when she saw Snape knock Lockhart onto his backside. The entire Slytherin house cheered, and even some students from other houses joined in. Flustered, Lockhart announced they would pair up to practice disarming spells using Expelliarmus. Serena tried to reach Draco, but he was already paired with Harry. When she attempted to join Hermione, Snape paired her with Millicent, the larger girl from Slytherin.

Running out of options, Serena felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned to see Daphne Greengrass, one of Pansy’s friends but notably the nicest of the group, offering to pair up with her.

Daphne’s smile reassured Serena. "Sure," Serena said, and the two girls moved to an open space. Draco shot Serena an approving nod as he observed from the sidelines. Even Snape seemed to be keeping an eye on them.

Both girls raised their wands, ready for the duel. Daphne called out that she’d try to send a spell to allow Serena to disarm her. Serena, her nerves on edge, nodded to signal she was ready. Time seemed to slow as Daphne prepared to cast—but then, just as the spell was about to be cast, a huge puff of green smoke enveloped them. It turned out that Neville Longbottom had accidentally unleashed the smoke in his attempt to master his wand.

Meanwhile, chaos broke out: Ron was struggling, Millicent had Hermione in a headlock, and only Harry and Draco seemed to be doing well.

Professor Lockhart quickly asked Draco and Harry to demonstrate. As the two started their duel, Draco sent a spell that knocked Harry back, but Harry retaliated with a spell that sent Draco flying in the opposite direction. Snape intervened, pushing Draco back with a whispered word that seemed to bring a sneer to his face. Draco raised his wand, calling out a spell that Serena didn’t recognize. A large snake shot from Draco’s wand, slithering toward Harry.

The room went silent as the snake inched closer to Justin Finch-Fletchley, a Hufflepuff. Snape started toward the snake to remove it, but then something strange happened: Harry began speaking, though Serena couldn’t understand what he was saying. The room fell into an eerie silence. Even after Snape removed the snake, the students left, casting uneasy glances at Harry.

As the students made their way back to their common rooms, Serena saw an opportunity to ask Draco about what had happened. She caught up to him, but Draco looked at her with confusion.

“You mean you’ve never heard of Parseltongue? I thought your pureblood, former Slytherin parents would’ve mentioned it,” he said, clearly surprised.

Serena stared at him, blank. “Uh, no, they never did. Is that what Harry was doing?”

Draco lowered his voice as they walked. “Yes. It’s the ability to speak to snakes. Salazar Slytherin was known for being a Parseltongue. This could mean that Potter might be the Heir of Slytherin. I can’t imagine someone like him would be, but it’s possible. Saint Potter… guess his true colors are starting to show.”

Serena wasn’t sure what to think. Could Harry really be the Heir of Slytherin? He’d always been kind to her, and she couldn’t imagine him hurting anyone—especially with Hermione being Muggle-born. But she also knew the sting of being judged for something she didn’t do, and how rumors could be damaging. For now, Serena decided not to believe Harry could be the one responsible for Colin’s attack. But she knew one thing for sure—she’d have to keep her wits about her from here on out.