Over the next week, the days were much the same. Each morning you would arrive at the grand property and be greeted by the same little house elf instead of the actual owner of the place. And as usual, the elf would rush you through the mansion and out to the back garden so that you could begin your work. Throughout the day the little elf would come out and check on you, bringing you cool drinks and delicious food to keep you satiated as you worked. Luckily being a witch allowed you to use magic to do a lot of your gardening and so in only a few days time you had completed de-weeded the gardens, cleared away all of the dried leaves and brush and had uncovered the old stones that created fantastical pathways that lead to the various hidden grottos and smaller groves. Every time you looked at the expanse of garden you had available to you to makeover, you still couldn't believe that this amount of land fit in the busy city that was London. You had been well off, but you often dreamed about what it would be like to own a property such as this. To have all of this space to call your own while still being in the middle of the busy city which you loved so much seemed like a dream.
The rate that you were getting paid for this job made you believe that owning a place such as this would be easy in fact. You couldn't believe the amount of money you had already made on this project and it had only been a week. The money was nice, but it was still a personal joy to get to work at a place as amazing as this, and you knew that even if the pay wasn't even half of what you were currently getting, you would have still agreed to the project. The only part that was a small let down was that you still hadn't seen nor heard from the owner. You would have loved to share the updates of the progress you made each day with the owner. You often took pride in being able to show your clients the work you achieved, for seeing their faces beam with happiness at the beauty that you created for them was often one of your most favorite parts of the job.
Over the next weekend, you had thought about what area of the large garden you would start on first. You knew the owner's only request had been white roses, and while you had individual ideas for each grove and section, you would start off with the roses. Each section of the garden would have their own breed of white rose. There were many gorgeous species of magical roses, and those were quite expensive, but you knew with this project there was no budget, which was incredible to think about.
You did swallow a bit hard as you thought about magical white roses. The only other time you had seen species as rare and stunning had been...at the Malfoy Manor. Your skin prickled with sadness whenever you thought of those few times you had seen those incredible gardens, and your heart always felt like stone thinking about anything relating to the word Malfoy, and so you knew that while you would get some of those rare, stunning breeds for this project, perhaps you would start with the more common muggle rose to begin with.
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The beginning of the week came around and you happily arrived at the mansion to see that the hundreds of white rose plants that you ordered had arrived and were waiting to be planted all around the garden. You already had a vision for these more common species; they would line all of the stone pathways that led around the garden, so that no matter where you walked in the maze of the gardens you would always be lead by the white roses as your guides.
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