Draco really didn't like the sound of that idea, but he wasn't coming up with anything better. At least John seemed to be confident about his solution. In his panicked state, it never even occurred to him to use a simple Finite. So he aimed his wand at the lily, and incanted, " Legilimens Spathiphyllum!" at it.
Draco quailed as he heard a new voice enter his head. *Well, hello zere. Can I do anyting to help you?* it purred in an atrocious French accent.
"Hello, Lily. Yes, you could help me. Can you give me any more information about your recent ally? Was he carrying anything? And was he alone?" Draco said quickly, before the plant could suggest anything. Much to his relief, the ivy halted in its efforts.
*Well. Ze Ally was very, how you say? Special. He brought wiz him ze tools to defeat ze Nemesis. He also brought plain water. He-*
"Wait a minute," inturrupted Draco. "Ivy told me that he brought holy.. er, glowing water with him."
The French Lily suddenly sounded very smug. *No. Eet was plain when he brought eet here. Zen he summoned a man, who was confused but made eet glow. Zen ze man disappeared. Ivy ees wrong. You should listen to me instead.*
The Ivy tensed angrily. This made Draco wince, since it was still entwined around his thighs. *This is TOO much! You exotic French tarts always try to steal from us native plants. Well, I've had enough!* And with that, the ivy launched itself away from the relieved Draco and started grappling with the lily on the floor.
Draco stared at the spectacle, amused. Neither plant seemed to be gaining dominance, although they were both writhing quite energetically. He shrugged, and turned to John. "Thanks, mate. That worked out quite well. I still need to disarm the others." Remembering his duty, he reached down and scooped the two discarded pistols off the floor. "I could also help you check the flat for other clues, if you like."
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Draco quailed as he heard a new voice enter his head. *Well, hello zere. Can I do anyting to help you?* it purred in an atrocious French accent.
"Hello, Lily. Yes, you could help me. Can you give me any more information about your recent ally? Was he carrying anything? And was he alone?" Draco said quickly, before the plant could suggest anything. Much to his relief, the ivy halted in its efforts.
*Well. Ze Ally was very, how you say? Special. He brought wiz him ze tools to defeat ze Nemesis. He also brought plain water. He-*
"Wait a minute," inturrupted Draco. "Ivy told me that he brought holy.. er, glowing water with him."
The French Lily suddenly sounded very smug. *No. Eet was plain when he brought eet here. Zen he summoned a man, who was confused but made eet glow. Zen ze man disappeared. Ivy ees wrong. You should listen to me instead.*
The Ivy tensed angrily. This made Draco wince, since it was still entwined around his thighs. *This is TOO much! You exotic French tarts always try to steal from us native plants. Well, I've had enough!* And with that, the ivy launched itself away from the relieved Draco and started grappling with the lily on the floor.
Draco stared at the spectacle, amused. Neither plant seemed to be gaining dominance, although they were both writhing quite energetically. He shrugged, and turned to John. "Thanks, mate. That worked out quite well. I still need to disarm the others." Remembering his duty, he reached down and scooped the two discarded pistols off the floor. "I could also help you check the flat for other clues, if you like."