Will could not. believe. his eyes. Did that little pipsqueak just throw his antivenin to Will? "What are you, a Gryffindor?!?!" he squeaked, panicked. He struggled, trying to get away from the vine around his arm. "Gerroffa me!" he groaned. He was losing all sensation in his wand hand as the vine constricted around it. He pointed his wand toward the vine-- and himself.

"Incendio!" he cast. Too bad he hadn't noticed that Carracio had just cut the vine. Too little, too late. A woosh of flames rushed up his robes and onto the vine, which released him. The bad part was, Will's sleeve and arm were now on fire. Eh-- gain something, lose something.

Oh, sure, HE gets a dagger. Will thought bitterly.He ripped off his robes and left them in a crumpled heap on the floor, trying to ignore the excruciating pain of his burned flesh. He ran toward the vine Carracio set up. Will no longer cared about anything but keeping that kid away from the Boca di Salazar... if these were bad, that was going to be a bazillion times worse. For Seymour AND Will.

Approaching at a run, his wand still in hand, Will jumped up onto the vine, gripping as though his life depended on in. Which it probably did, of course. Okay, this was nothing like last term, swinging from table to table and pretending to be 'Zohan, Jungle man'... Being heroic kind of sucked, and was scary. But no matter. Here came Seymour... aaaaaaand, there he went. Will overswung past the young boy struggling amidst the vines... right toward the Boca di Salazar.

Watch out for that tree! Will thought madly as he very nearly crashed into the Boca di Salazar. Luckily, gravity was on his side (nothing else was), and he began to swing back toward Seymour. A vine grabbed at his ankle as he swung over the plants, bringing him to an ungainly stop near the kid.

"Seymour! Hang on!" he cried, letting go of the vine with his wand hand. "Wingardium Leviosa!" He cast, pointing at the boy. Hopefully, he could cut off any vines around him before they constricted him too tightly. Hopefully, he could direct Seymour to safety. Hopefully...