Cecily couldn't believe she was doing this. She was too cool for this. If anyone saw her, she would have to make them be quiet. She was just a first year, she had to keep her street cred ( ) and picking roses for her mum was most certainly not cool.
The farthest greenhouse was still open and though from all Cecily knew about Herbology (which, in fairness, was very little) she knew they probably weren't keeping roses, but she'd have to try at least. She missed her mum and mum liked roses. So Cecily went up to the greenhouse and tried to kick the door in.
She needed some muscles.