Venus Flytrap

"Oh! Hello, Severus. Coming to check on the bladderwort?"

"Too right I am."

"It's nearly ready for harvest. It should only be a matter of days now."

"Excellent. What Flitwick thought he was doing, releasing all those fruit flies..."

"I'm sure I don't know."

"I must confess I consider myself lucky to have a herbology expert so near at hand to supply the potions ingredients necessary to take care of this sort of... emergency."

"Ooh, Severus, you flatter me."

"Not at all, Pomona. Have you any idea how difficult it is to ensure a steady supply of insect-eating bog plants these days?"

"I suppose I do have a small talent with them..."

"Your pitcher plants are superb, and your sundews... divine. There is nothing like a carnivorous plant to warm the heart and home, not to mention being useful for whipping up a bit of insecticide as needed."

"You're right about that. You might be interested to know I've just taken shipment of some lovely new giant man-eating Venus fly-traps."

"They sound delightful. One could almost say that you are a man-eating Venus fly-trap yourself, Pomona."

"You do have a way with words, Severus. Would you like to see them?"

"Lead me to them."

"I appreciate your interest; you do know that, Severus?"

"Of course. Only the best for the woman who grows such subtle and intoxicating ingredients for my Art..."

"What else would give me an excuse to grow that sort of thing? Oh, and quietly as we pass the venomous tentacula... All right, it's safe to resume conversation. As I was saying, your Art compliments mine."

"And yet there are those who would pair me off with Minerva McGonagall..."

"Minerva McGonagall? No, I can't see it at all."

"Nor can I. McGonagall is far too much of a Jedi Knight for me."

"Ha! Did I just hear you use the words McGonagall, Jedi, and knight in the same sentence? You've seen Star Wars too, then?"

"I believe you did, and yes, I did."

"Would you believe, Severus, that that is exactly how I would describe Minerva McGonagall myself?"

"As would anyone who ever saw her duel, I imagine."

"I saw Star Wars - only Muggle movie I've ever watched - and the first thing I thought was, 'If there is anyone in the Wizarding world who is a dead ringer for a Jedi knight, it's McGonagall."

"I am delighted to discover how similar the workings of your mind are to mine."

"I can see it now... Use the Force, Harry... Find the snitch..."

"I shudder to think."

"Oh, so do I. You know, there are people who want to see me together with McGonagall as well. Not to mention Hooch, or Pomfrey."

"Gryffindor, Ravenclaw..."

"It surprises me how infrequently anyone thinks to put together a Hufflepuff and a Slytherin."

"It just goes to show how little the average person thinks to think."

"The obvious completely eludes most people. Here are the fly-traps."

"My, they're beautiful. What do you feed them?"

"Moon snails, for the moment. They'll progress to chickens as they grow."

"What's this?"

"Oh, that. Well, to be honest, I'm not sure. The dealer said something about a total eclipse of the sun and called it an Audrey Two."

"Delightful. I'm sure a small clipping would brighten my dungeon immeasurably..."

"Certainly. Just let me get my scissors..."

"Never mind that now. Come here, mon petit chou."

"Cabbage?"

"The cabbage is a truly noble vegetable. Unless you prefer Brussels sprouts?"

"That is a terrible pun."

"Here, let me apologize."

"Mmm, Severus, you do have a devastating way with that tongue of yours."

"My Venus fly-trap."

"My blackfly."

"I did not like that insinuation, Pomona."

"No insinuation about it. Come here."

"Willingly."