Draco rolled up the sleeves of his white dress shirt and tugged his tie free so it wouldn't get caught in the stupid stumps wayward vines as they reached towards Blaise and himself. He loathed Herbology more than care of magical creatures with the giant oaf; however his mother was fond of gardening and delighted in the fact that he had kept the subject every year just to please her. He supposed there were some benefits to learning about magical plants.