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ellid.livejournal.comTitle: Wassailing the Tree
Challenge: trimming the tree
Word Count: 100
"Tell me again why we're doing this?" Remus stamped his feet and hugged himself in the cold. Severus ignored him as he carefully trimmed three dead branches on the apple tree. "I thought wassailing meant we tromped about Hogsmeade getting drunk."
"We do that later. This ensures a good crop next fall." Severus conjured a glass of warm cider, slowly poured the liquid over the roots, and beckoned Remus to his side. "Waes hael, malus silva!"
The cider steamed for an instant, then vanished. Severus nodded. "That should do it."
Remus dispelled the mug and took his hand. "Quite so."
Challenge: trimming the tree
Word Count: 100
"Tell me again why we're doing this?" Remus stamped his feet and hugged himself in the cold. Severus ignored him as he carefully trimmed three dead branches on the apple tree. "I thought wassailing meant we tromped about Hogsmeade getting drunk."
"We do that later. This ensures a good crop next fall." Severus conjured a glass of warm cider, slowly poured the liquid over the roots, and beckoned Remus to his side. "Waes hael, malus silva!"
The cider steamed for an instant, then vanished. Severus nodded. "That should do it."
Remus dispelled the mug and took his hand. "Quite so."
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