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Beezley 
Eyes wide with fear, Beezley watched as the nasty water rose higher and higher. With her small height, the water level was nearly at her shoulders now, and if she didn't speak up soon, she'd be forgotten and left behind. Frightened, Beezley squeezed her eyes shut as tightly as she could. Could house elves cry? If so, Beezley thought she just might turn on the waterworks any moment now. "Studenties? Masters?" she weakly asked, her little voice, filled with fear.
That was when Beezley heard her name called out from somewhere nearby. She wasn't going to be forgotten after all! Spotting a nearby tray floating past her, Beezley grabbed onto it with all her might and let it glide her closer to the voice she'd heard a few seconds ago. "M-m-m-master?" she asked again, hoping she'd float past someone soon. She squeezed her eyes shut once again, trying to block out thoughts that she just might take her last little elfish breath soon if someone didn't find her.
The water was rising fast and for a house elf that couldn't be good, Marcus waded through the kitchen in search for the last elf with Argyle almost ripping his hair out and Tinka safely in his arms. He thought he heard something coming from his right, so he headed in that direction.
Marcus spotted the little elf floating on a tray and if the situation wasn't so serious he may have chuckled at the sight. Problem was the elf was floating away in the opposite direction and he would of made a dive for the elf but he was already carrying two. With great difficulty he released his wand from it's wrist holster and gave it a swish and a flick towards Beezley and levitated the elf and tray towards him. "Just hold on tight Beezley" he ordered gently as he back towards the door. Argyle on his head, Tinka in his arms and Beezly levitating just above the water.