<![CDATA[Knockturn Bound - Gardens & Greenhouses]]> https://staging.knockturnbound.net/ Sat, 01 Aug 2026 16:32:06 +0000 MyBB <![CDATA[MINE :: Adults]]> https://staging.knockturnbound.net/showthread.php?tid=1146 Sat, 04 Jul 2026 21:20:03 +0000 Matilda Nordstrom]]> https://staging.knockturnbound.net/showthread.php?tid=1146
Just go away, nothing to see here.]]>
Just go away, nothing to see here.]]> <![CDATA[the world, tipped over ~ Drama]]> https://staging.knockturnbound.net/showthread.php?tid=1116 Mon, 15 Jun 2026 23:57:10 +0000 Dragomir Zdravkova]]> https://staging.knockturnbound.net/showthread.php?tid=1116 02 December 1922
after this

The effects of the sweets still lingered, fainter but unmistakable now that he knew. Everything inside him felt softer, more tender, too open. His brain was still a little frayed at the edges, not quite itself. His chest pulsed with emotion, too intense, too sensitive. Not how he usually felt. Not even in the face of disappointment and shame.

It was raw, it was desperate, cutting deep, drenched in panic and regret. He had steered for the greenhouses right away, knowing she’d come here. She always came here. He needed to talk to her and he needed to set this right, even though she likely wouldn’t want to see him. The thought dropped his stomach even further.

But he had to talk to her. Had to explain.

When the door clicked shut, warmth and humidity rushing to cling to his skin like sweat, his insides flipped themselves out entirely. Her red-rimmed eyes meeting his rammed another dagger into his guts, the tears on her face, the tremble to her body. He’d never seen her like this and it hurt. More than he thought possible.

He didn’t know how much of it he could blame on the candy.

Matilda’s words halted him before he could walk up to her, before he could say anything to try and explain. Everything she said made him feel worse because none of it was true but all of it was exactly what it must have looked like. He let her speak though, knowing he deserved every ounce of her anger and disappointment. He'd done this, even though he couldn't say why.

When she said Go Away though, using the Russian she'd been practicing — because of him— his face he'd tried so hard to keep neutral finally crumbled.

Drago let a beat pass before taking a step closer, still out of reach. “I am sorry, Matilda,” he said, grasping for words, for composure. “I did not— That is not—” He stopped, closing his eyes for a second to take a breath, forcing himself to slow down. His mind was a hazy, jumbled mess, running on overdrive and nothing seemed to align. After a moment he found her eyes again, voice heavy as he continued. “Alice came back from Hogsmeade looking upset and I asked her what happened. We talked and ate strange chocolates. I don’t know why we were kissing, it came out of nowhere and I—”

He paused, sighed. It sounded totally absurd, incomplete and like a pile of excuses, but he had no idea what else to say. It was the only way he knew how to word it. Running a hand over his head he looked back at Matilda, almost pleading.

“The sweets made my brain fuzzy,” he said, voice muted. “It is not what I wanted, I do not understand how it happened. I do not want Alice, I want you, I'm sorry.”]]> 02 December 1922
after this

The effects of the sweets still lingered, fainter but unmistakable now that he knew. Everything inside him felt softer, more tender, too open. His brain was still a little frayed at the edges, not quite itself. His chest pulsed with emotion, too intense, too sensitive. Not how he usually felt. Not even in the face of disappointment and shame.

It was raw, it was desperate, cutting deep, drenched in panic and regret. He had steered for the greenhouses right away, knowing she’d come here. She always came here. He needed to talk to her and he needed to set this right, even though she likely wouldn’t want to see him. The thought dropped his stomach even further.

But he had to talk to her. Had to explain.

When the door clicked shut, warmth and humidity rushing to cling to his skin like sweat, his insides flipped themselves out entirely. Her red-rimmed eyes meeting his rammed another dagger into his guts, the tears on her face, the tremble to her body. He’d never seen her like this and it hurt. More than he thought possible.

He didn’t know how much of it he could blame on the candy.

Matilda’s words halted him before he could walk up to her, before he could say anything to try and explain. Everything she said made him feel worse because none of it was true but all of it was exactly what it must have looked like. He let her speak though, knowing he deserved every ounce of her anger and disappointment. He'd done this, even though he couldn't say why.

When she said Go Away though, using the Russian she'd been practicing — because of him— his face he'd tried so hard to keep neutral finally crumbled.

Drago let a beat pass before taking a step closer, still out of reach. “I am sorry, Matilda,” he said, grasping for words, for composure. “I did not— That is not—” He stopped, closing his eyes for a second to take a breath, forcing himself to slow down. His mind was a hazy, jumbled mess, running on overdrive and nothing seemed to align. After a moment he found her eyes again, voice heavy as he continued. “Alice came back from Hogsmeade looking upset and I asked her what happened. We talked and ate strange chocolates. I don’t know why we were kissing, it came out of nowhere and I—”

He paused, sighed. It sounded totally absurd, incomplete and like a pile of excuses, but he had no idea what else to say. It was the only way he knew how to word it. Running a hand over his head he looked back at Matilda, almost pleading.

“The sweets made my brain fuzzy,” he said, voice muted. “It is not what I wanted, I do not understand how it happened. I do not want Alice, I want you, I'm sorry.”]]> <![CDATA[#3 Hiding from the Rumors :: Molly]]> https://staging.knockturnbound.net/showthread.php?tid=1052 Wed, 06 May 2026 01:50:53 +0000 Matilda Nordstrom]]> https://staging.knockturnbound.net/showthread.php?tid=1052
Sunday 03 September
9:00 am



Sure, it was probably dramatic, but Matilda didn’t care. “Shhh, Morgan. Just hold on until we get down to the Greenhouse.”

The minute Morgan found her in the common room, Tilly hushed her and rushed out of the tower. There was no place safe, not even her dorm. Some of the girls were full on swooning over the story and her “fiancé.” The 6th year girls dorm was now in wedding mode, talking about dresses and colors, and how strong and handsome Drago was. And his accent? It was honestly ridiculous how they were acting.

Tilly was trying to come up with reasons to NOT like Drago, and the girls were not helping.

Finally seeing the castle greenhouses, Tilly sighed with relief. “Lets go to #3, hopefully no one will bother us there.”

The Advanced Herbology greenhouse had some of the more dangerous plants studied at the castle, which meant it wasn’t visited often. Ushering Morgan in, Tilly rested her back against the door and shut her eyes. Freedom. Quiet. Alone. FINALLY.

Headed into the humid space, Tilly looked around, making sure it was truly empty, then spun to look at Morgan. “I swear, there is no place safe anymore. Come on, lets go sit in the back, there’s a section not planted yet, we can sit and relax there.”

The section of workbenches would soon house the Mandrakes, but they were currently still seedlings in the Intermediate Greenhouse, giving them a bit of room to spread out. Hoping up on the workbench, Tilly crossed her legs and pulled her leather satchel off her shoulder. Inside, as was typical for the Gryffindor, held snacks and bottles of butterbeer.

“Ok, so, what all did you hear?”]]>
Sunday 03 September
9:00 am



Sure, it was probably dramatic, but Matilda didn’t care. “Shhh, Morgan. Just hold on until we get down to the Greenhouse.”

The minute Morgan found her in the common room, Tilly hushed her and rushed out of the tower. There was no place safe, not even her dorm. Some of the girls were full on swooning over the story and her “fiancé.” The 6th year girls dorm was now in wedding mode, talking about dresses and colors, and how strong and handsome Drago was. And his accent? It was honestly ridiculous how they were acting.

Tilly was trying to come up with reasons to NOT like Drago, and the girls were not helping.

Finally seeing the castle greenhouses, Tilly sighed with relief. “Lets go to #3, hopefully no one will bother us there.”

The Advanced Herbology greenhouse had some of the more dangerous plants studied at the castle, which meant it wasn’t visited often. Ushering Morgan in, Tilly rested her back against the door and shut her eyes. Freedom. Quiet. Alone. FINALLY.

Headed into the humid space, Tilly looked around, making sure it was truly empty, then spun to look at Morgan. “I swear, there is no place safe anymore. Come on, lets go sit in the back, there’s a section not planted yet, we can sit and relax there.”

The section of workbenches would soon house the Mandrakes, but they were currently still seedlings in the Intermediate Greenhouse, giving them a bit of room to spread out. Hoping up on the workbench, Tilly crossed her legs and pulled her leather satchel off her shoulder. Inside, as was typical for the Gryffindor, held snacks and bottles of butterbeer.

“Ok, so, what all did you hear?”]]> <![CDATA[Hogwarts Greenhouses]]> https://staging.knockturnbound.net/showthread.php?tid=119 Sun, 27 Jul 2025 21:26:57 +0000 Gideon Blackwood]]> https://staging.knockturnbound.net/showthread.php?tid=119 The Hogwarts Greenhouses

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On the North side of the castle sits the elaborate set of Hogwarts Greenhouses, with serpentine dragon statues running along the peaked roofs. Seven total, used for basic to advanced Herbology studies and supplying the kitchens as well as the Hospital Wing. There are many exotic and magical plants, including some that are rare and some that are difficult to grow and maintain. The more dangerous plants are kept separate from the students, for both the plants' safety and that of the students.

#1
 Beginning Herbology
(1st Trimester Safe, easy plants. Beginning of the year lessons)
#2
 Intermediate Herbology
(2nd Trimester, more temperamental plants)
#3
 Advanced Herbology
(3rd Trimester, difficult/dangerous plants)
#4
 Medicinal Plants: Hospital Wing Overflow
(All plants found in the wing greenhouse. Overflow if more ingredients are needed, or if an infestation takes over in the wing)
#5
 Restricted: Poisonous/Dangerous Plants
(Adult/approved access; 3rd year and up)
#6
 Fruits
(Kitchen Supply; elf tended)
#7
 Vegetables
(Kitchen Supply; elf tended)

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When you enter one of the Hogwarts Greenhouses, the humidity was thick and the smell of earth permeated the air. Rows of raised garden beds lined the outside perimeter of the room, as well as two rows down the center. Terracotta pots, in varying sizes, were stored under the raised beds. Large storage cupboards in the back of the room were filled with garden tools, watering cans, fertilizer, plant food, aprons, buckets and gloves.

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Each greenhouse was used for a variety of different plants. As the year began, the students would use Greenhouse #1, filled with easy to care for plants. None were dangerous, all generally easy to keep alive. Running down the wall was a massive tree with protruding limbs and vines that stretched through into #2. Greenhouse #2, used towards the winter months, went up a level in difficulty. These plants were more temperamental, took more care and maintenance, while still being safe to handle. In the beginning of spring, they would transfer to Greenhouse #3. Here, students would find the more dangerous varieties like Mandrakes and Devil’s Snare.]]> The Hogwarts Greenhouses

[Image: LLR9hEV.jpeg]
On the North side of the castle sits the elaborate set of Hogwarts Greenhouses, with serpentine dragon statues running along the peaked roofs. Seven total, used for basic to advanced Herbology studies and supplying the kitchens as well as the Hospital Wing. There are many exotic and magical plants, including some that are rare and some that are difficult to grow and maintain. The more dangerous plants are kept separate from the students, for both the plants' safety and that of the students.

#1
 Beginning Herbology
(1st Trimester Safe, easy plants. Beginning of the year lessons)
#2
 Intermediate Herbology
(2nd Trimester, more temperamental plants)
#3
 Advanced Herbology
(3rd Trimester, difficult/dangerous plants)
#4
 Medicinal Plants: Hospital Wing Overflow
(All plants found in the wing greenhouse. Overflow if more ingredients are needed, or if an infestation takes over in the wing)
#5
 Restricted: Poisonous/Dangerous Plants
(Adult/approved access; 3rd year and up)
#6
 Fruits
(Kitchen Supply; elf tended)
#7
 Vegetables
(Kitchen Supply; elf tended)

[Image: Q5I7uz3.jpeg]
When you enter one of the Hogwarts Greenhouses, the humidity was thick and the smell of earth permeated the air. Rows of raised garden beds lined the outside perimeter of the room, as well as two rows down the center. Terracotta pots, in varying sizes, were stored under the raised beds. Large storage cupboards in the back of the room were filled with garden tools, watering cans, fertilizer, plant food, aprons, buckets and gloves.

[Image: 9qQvFP8.png]
Each greenhouse was used for a variety of different plants. As the year began, the students would use Greenhouse #1, filled with easy to care for plants. None were dangerous, all generally easy to keep alive. Running down the wall was a massive tree with protruding limbs and vines that stretched through into #2. Greenhouse #2, used towards the winter months, went up a level in difficulty. These plants were more temperamental, took more care and maintenance, while still being safe to handle. In the beginning of spring, they would transfer to Greenhouse #3. Here, students would find the more dangerous varieties like Mandrakes and Devil’s Snare.]]>