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BanaBatGirl 
Heh, heheh. He'd made it. Fletcher was a regular ole frog now, lily-pad hoppin' like he was. Grinning, the boy adjusted his attached firebush branch and swished and flicked his wand, aiming for the edge of the lily pad.
This should work. "Wingardium Leviosa!" he commanded loudly. (Yes, the earplugs were still doing their job.) If the lily pad started to levitate enough, he would then fixate it just a bit above the water and then.... and then he would charm it to shore.
He had been told his wand was good for charms, and it was his second favorite subject behind transfiguration, so there was no reason this shouldn't work....
The lilypad shook and wobbled as it lifted up from the ground. It was not resistant to charms, it seemed.
Water ran from the bottom of the pad, splashing into the water.
The shore is ahead of you, easy to reach if you command your lilypad vessel which is still rising.
When your feet touch down on the sand, an onslaught of bouncing bulbs will begin. They do not target you directly, but as they careen off the cavern walls and the grass, they cannot help but pummel you in the process. There is nowhere to run, as the shore bumps up against walls of rock on all sides. If you can look around long enough - not likely until the bulbs are taken care of - one wall only goes so high. But, it is too high to jump and too sheer to climb. An errant bulb knocks a bag from a shelf in the wall, spilling a bean that burrows its way into the sand.
From that bean, green tendrils being to sprout, working their way toward the surface and breaking through.