The crab quit trying to struggle free the minute it heard the water. Oh! Now that’s something he didn’t mind indulging in, although it was thinking of the way it would swim through the warm waters of the deep blue sea, not being poked and turned and scrubbed like it was a sedan through a car wash.

Ah firecrab has settled down somewhat. The Ravenclaw grinned happily as he felt the water in the bucket, then slowly dipped the crab into it, allowing it to swim around for a bit as he used his hands to scoop water onto its shell. He leaned his head to the side as he wondered why does this crab look somewhat familiar from this angle. With his brows still knitted together he started running his fingers gently through the shell looking for cracks or softened spots that shouldn’t be there, also loosening the built up ashes that settled on its shell…