Jez screamed as someone jumped out at them, her wand pointing at him/her/it. "Immobulus!" The words had come out of her mouth before she realised it was Nate. She waded into the pond and grabbed his arm, dragging him onto the bank. "Mr Stone, would you kindly explain why you thought it fitting to spy on your friends and then leap out yelling 'Musketeers'?" she asked severely, tapping her foot impatiently. "Hmm?" We're waiting.