Pomona always has her work cut out for her on Halloween. Thankfully she always finds the perfect helpers.
Professors, and plants, and gourds, oh, my!
I was grinning like a fool through the whole story.
The cross-species erotica works surprisingly well, as Pomona knows and our two other heroines discover. If such things existed in the Muggle world, I might even be tempted to take up gardening.
I loved Pomona's "professor" voice and Minerva's "let's get down to business" attitude--she's a busy headmistress, after all.
And the bittersweet bit about Severus at the end isa perfect touch and the prefect end for a story that takes place on All-Hallows' Eve, a night for the dead and the living to mingle.
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