#10 Pre-teen resentment

After a while of searching, Toby gave a sigh of exasperation. This was pointless, he didn't even know what he was looking for, if Ryan or Joe were there then they'd know exactly where to look and how to find it. His friends were smart like that. Toby hadn't even bothered to consult his list yet.

Pulling the crumpled parchment from his pocket, he examined the list of ingredients and stared at it for a good five minutes before deciding on a target. Fluxygrass, he didn't have any of that yet- although he wasn't exactly sure what it could be used for.

An ingredient was an ingredient at the end of the day and Toby's only goal was completing this daft task for Snape so that he could move on with his life- he could worry about brewing actual potions later.

Slipping the parchment back into his pocket, he restarted his search with a fraction more enthusiasm than he'd possessed before.

After he had finished at the greenhouse, Joe had more or less wandered around aimlessly. He had wanted to find his friends quickly but he had soon realised that he did not actually know what they were doing this afternoon or where they wanted to go.
He had also forgotten his map again- although what use would that have been? He did not even know the locating spell yet.

He had wanted to go to the common room after a while but had found the hallway he had wanted to use blocked (or rather occupied) by some older, mean looking students of various houses so he had turned around to take the long way around the castle.
Only once he had been outside had he noticed the absence of his scarf and he worried he might have lost it but thinking about it, he could not remember bringing it at all. So he opted to hope it was still in his dorm.
Had he put it on Ryan's bed?

While the older students and the absence of his scarf had been a sign of great misfortune to him, his mood suddenly brightened when he noticed a spot of red hair on a young boy in the distance.
Joe would have loved to say that it unmistakingly belonged to his best friend but the truth was that Toby had many older brothers who looked a lot like him from afar.

Deciding to take the chance however, Joe started jogging and then skipping towards the boy, who he as he got closer in fact identified as his best friend.

"Wotcha, Toby!", he called with a big grin on his face.