YAYBROOM. Yay rescue.

Cam was at the back and he didn't really mind because it STILL meant he was going to finally get away from these little mutated fish aliens! He stuck out his tongue again, towards that WIMPY-LOOKING grindylow, his fingers stretching his cheeks. Oh making funny faces and sticking your tongue out at bad people/creatures without getting hurt at all felt... sooooooooo awesome. Maybe it was the Slytherin-ness inside of him.

Had to be.

He looked back at the two boys--first at Cy who was ready to go off with the broom and then... at the other Hufflepuff. Seemed familiar. Had he stalked this one before? AND WHAT HAPPENED TO HIS VOICEBOX? A mean merperson probably hit his voice-box thingy mabob and it altered his voice foreeeever. Poor Hufflepuff. Cam pitied him. He was pitying a lot of people these days. Was that so wrong?

OMGSPEEEDDD. Cy was going at FULL speed with this broom here. Almost felt like he was playing Seeker again.

"WEEEEEEEEE!!!" AND AORNOS? EW! SCREECHINGSCREECHINGS again. Bunzz's shoes as chew toys? OMG that was ppeeeeerrfect.