[HBH] Green Thumb - Watering

  The one thing about helping out Hops with her order of seeds was not just the sheer amount that Draco had planted but it was the watering of them that had the Bun nearly pulling his hair out– metaphorically speaking, his hair was too luscious to actually be ruined. Due to most of them being planted in the greenhouses one would assume that the well kept sprinkler systems would do their job at preset times of the day and night but they had run into a conundrum.

  The Sprinkler systems had chosen now, of all times, to go out.

  For the first week they had been working fine but around two days ago Draco had noticed that only a handful of the sprinklers were working in greenhouse A but none of the systems were working in B so what was a Bun to do other than call a repairman and hope for the best?  Unfortunately, two days later, and they’re still having issues but those damned plants need to be watered so there’s nothing to do other than to pull up his big boy pants(™) and grab the old watering can and get to work.

  Each plant needed a precise amount of water so he had to spend an inordinately long amount of time at each planter, pouring a little bit at of time until he noticed the soil barely changing color then he moved on to the next planter; rinse and repeat for the next— Draco glanced at his beautiful silver encrusted watch and glared ‘four hours?!’ 

  Demons above he’d been watering for four hours and still had an entire other greenhouse to water. Sweat dripped down his back and soaked his luxury tee, he wiped at his brow with the back of his damp hand before trudging out of greenhouse A and making his way over to Greenhouse B; on the way, though, he was stopped by Bronx who started to almost immediately scold him and handed him a tall glass of water with exactly two lemon slices.

  “Draco, you’re going to die of dehydration if you don’t remember to drink while working.” 

  Draco gave a grunt of affirmation and grumbled ‘no I’ve got this.’ when offered help because he knew Bronx had a date lined up. Bronx snorted but shrugged and walked away as Draco himself marched into greenhouse B with a sweaty flourish– he got to work while muttering curses under his breath and sweat dripped into his eyes.

  It took another four and a half hours for him to water this particular greenhouse and by the time he was done he was exhausted, wanting nothing more than to go shower and pass out in bed (did he even have enough energy to shower?) but he knew his three other housemates would shove him down at the table and at least make him eat a nice meal before he could retreat into his damned room.

 And he was right, when he walked in they did just that and scolded him for working too hard; she shrugged with a tired smirk and shoved a forkful of noodles in his mouth by way of response.