The rather wicked grin remained plastered across Oliver's face as water was splashed in his direction. He raised a hand defensively as if that would protect him from the tirade. Cam might be defensive about her adoration, but this wee chick did wonders for Oliver already inflated ego.

Numpty? It was both amusing and sweet that she had started sharing his odd vocabulary. “Hey the swamp was a selfless heroic act.” He puffed his chest out and chuckled. “S'not really a new thing. An' anyway, a little bit of dirt never hurt anyone.” Except maybe that swamp water. Maan, he was so ill after swallowing a load of that icky gloop. “You should try it sometime.” He winked. Getting dirty, not drinking swamp water. Retch.

Pfft.. He scrunched up his face making him resemble an old man who'd been sucking on lemons. “They were amused.” He shrugged. “I would have been too in their place. But I'd have helped at least. So much for Gryffindor bravery.” He mumbled... cos some of them were Reds. He smiled and splashed water in Cam's direction when she continued to giggle. “I'm glad I'm such a source of amusement to you, Miss Caddock.” hehe! Well... he kept her on her toes.

Ahh.. The mud in his hair floated to the surface making the water even murkier and uninviting. “Chuck us the shampoo, will ya?” He nodded to the bottles by Cameron. “This is nice though, innit?” He said meaning the bathroom. “The prefect stuff comes with it's advantages.” And being a Quidditch captain. Great watching the kids go off after practice all mucky safe in the knowledge that he could come up here and have a relaxing bath while they suffered. heh.

He rolled his eyes. “Merlin, Cam. It's only mud.” Although he had to admit he had ruined her bath rather. He smiled at her joke and shook his head. “Can you not tell?” He gestured to his teenage, spot prone skin with a wave of his hand and grinned.

But she didn't really have a choice in coming back in, did she. The warning went over his head and all he did was smirk annoyingly at the Lion. With a splash, he caught the lassy and broke into a fit of cackles at her expense (yeah, cos that wasn't annoying). “I.. did. And you just whined about the water being mucky.” He planted a kiss on her wet cheek as she glared daggers at him, and made his way to edge, hauling himself out. “Lets run another one?" He suggested. “Complete with rainbow bubbles and no mud or boy stink.” He eyed the mucky water. Man, he HAD ruined it hadn't he? He hadn't realised just how muddy he'd been. Hehe! Awesome.