Eli took the towel from Gold with a grateful smile, drying off as best he could. She was soooooo soooooo nice. Right up there with Annie and Ellie as the Best People at Hogwarts. He ruffled his purple hair with the towel, getting as many of the drips as he could and wishing he knew the air-drying charm. His mum used that one on his before.
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"Eli! Are you alright? I wouldn't swallow the water, if I were you!" In a much quieter voice, so not to offend she added, "The Merpeople's plumbing is, what I would call, nonexistent." She certainly never swallowed the lake water.
He blanched. Oh glory be.
Mer-poo? He had inadvertently swallowed MER-POO? Oh, Ag! ACK! He gagged, and then tried to wipe his tongue off with his hand before realizing that it, too, had been in contact with Mer-poo.
Oh, gorry!
He gagged again and began rubbing his tongue with the little bit of his towel that was still dry. In a low voice he whispered to the Professor,
"You don't think I swallowed much Mer-poo, do you? It's not-- it's not toxic, is it?"
Please don't let it be as toxic as it was DISGUSTING in concept. It was probably like, the key ingredient in draught of the living death or something. He was doooomed.
He rubbed his tongue harder, when he heard a Familiar Voice.
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"So did I miss out on the raft races?" he joked and peered over the rim of his sunglasses at the wet students.
O________O!
He froze.
Ohgoodnessnodon'tletitbeitcan'tbebutit is! Eli turned slowly to see none other than his HERO, his Head of House and Quidditch KING MAXIMUS VINDICTUS, standing there looking supercool. And here he was, soaking wet and with a corner of a towel in his mouth like an idiot infant.
Mer-poo or no, he pulled the towel from his mouth, hoping MAXIMUS VINDICTUS did not see him and think him utterly barmy.
He listened to Vindictus. Mattress races? He was so there. Of course, MAXIMUS VINDICTUS could ask him to go to the bowels of hell for tea with a Dementor and he'd sign on.
That's just what you had to do for a hero.
But mattress races sounded exciting anyway. Maybe he'd win and MAXIMUS VINDICTUS would decide he was awesome! Maybe they'd become, like,
pals and he'd give him special flying lessons and stuff!
A boy could dream.
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"It was fun, Professor," she said, cheerfully. Because it had been. "It would have been more difficult, if Eli hadn't helped me build the vessel. But we shared the work, which made things easier." She paused, and then added, "I liked the experience." Sun and lake. Lovely combination. "... and I realized that, even though things don't always go the way one thinks they will, one can still have plenty of fun, and even learn, pick up something new and useful, in the process."
She continued to feed hot air to the sail. They were there, now. The wind on the raft, and in her ears, and all around them. Time for the second, not-so-bumpy but still amazing, landing.
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Eli pinked up happily. He could have kissed Gold (well, not really. Cooties, you know.) for making him look good in front of MAXIMUS VINDICTUS and Professor Lainey. He grinned and nodded... Mer-poo, squids and drowning aside, it HAD been fun.
"I liked it, too. It was extremely educational, and we learned ...erm... more than I imagined we would, especially about the creatures of the lake." Like, the fact that there is mer-poo in the lake. Probably squid poo, too. One could extrapolate that NONE of the creatures of the deep had plumbing, therefore... Yuck. He restrained himself from rubbing his tongue with the towel again. Barely.