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“Ah… if we get a permission slip? We won’t get in trouble, right? If not… if it helps with stuff, might help next class? Neither of us are very good with gardening, even if mom has a big one.”
“Should be fine. I’ll write it up, say we were practicing some divination which <span class="mu-i">is</span> true and the pair of you are a year away from being adults. Just be careful using your wands. And no shooting till you come off it. Here.”, and the oddish Professor hands over a fairly large hand wrapped smoke, which you tentatively take.
“Jenn! R-really? We could get, like, reefer madness or something!”
“Well… I’m curious. And Herbology isn’t something we need spells for, usually. Not going to try and make you do it, if you don’t want.”, and then put the joint up to your lips and pulled in; not too, too much but enough you got a good lungful.
“Just hold it for a second or two, then exhale.”, Professor Cross helpfully explains.
And? It kind of tasted like savory grape bubble gum. Then, you were coughing; fuck. You had tried a cigarette before but… this was something else.
“Hahaha! Funny, sis.”, Emmy cackles out, a bit too loudly. “But… if my sister is going to try it, I’m not being a chicken. Besides, I’ll probably feel some anyway from us… the thing. Let me try, Jenn.”, and it was all you could do to pass it over to your left. Got your own giggle when you stopped coughing when your little twin started hacking like a cat with a furball in its throat.
“Oh. Oh dear. Have you girls… I kind of assume everyone your age has tried <span class="mu-i">some</span> at least once these days; I guess it isn’t the ‘60s anymore... I have some bottled water in the cabinet next to you, Miss Jennifer; go ahead and grab a couple.”, your Professor instructs, seeming genuinely concerned, though still taking a hit between words.
“W-wait. The <span class="mu-i">60s</span>! H-how old are you!”, Emmy coughs out.
“Come dear, surely kids still know it is rude to ask a girl her age. Next you are going to be asking about my weight! Hahaha!”, Professor cackles out in a voice that suddenly seemed quite a bit older than her appearance would suggest.
“Oh…okay. Not going to question that… witches, magic. Head in the magical game, Jenn. But can I get one more?”
“Sure, why not. Professor Leif isn’t introducing something too dangerous today. There are also two extra pieces of pie in there; have at them; I thought I’d need them. Believed this morning I was just going to get cravings when I grabbed them up but I suppose it worked out. You two will probably enjoy them more than me in a bit.”
