If he locked that Gryffie boy up, chances were he'd miss something EPIC. And no matter how cared he was of the water, Clifford didn't want that. Nuh uh. "Just.. don't go tackling it anymore, mate," he mumbled, a little miffed that the boy had puked up on him.

Stopping the flailing and backing away a little, Clifford raised his wand again. He'd just.. stay near the back now..

Right.. in case anything attacked from behind.



Right.

"Now who's shutting down people's ideas," Aislynn said not looking up at him. She recognized his voice and she couldn't care less as to what he had to say. She was too busy putting together all the medical supplies in an orderly fashion to go accordingly with the types of injuries they might encounter.

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"Yes, because I MEANT to puke on you." he said as he shot BunButt a evil look. Maybe he did mean it maybe he didn't. "Maybe you should have not ya know, HUNG ME UPSIDE DOWN!" he half yelled at her. "Maybe they should have grabbed YOU by the throat. Oh dear Professor BunBUTT!" he grinned. "I think you would have freaked out like I did."

Oh BunburyBunBUTT had had more than enough of that Gryffindor's smart mouth. "THAT'S ENNNNNOUGH!"

She didn't even hesitate to cast langlock on the boy - after all, they'd rushed from DADA to here and he was absolutely deserving to be tongue-tied.

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Clifford blinked at Bunbury.. and the kid that clearly had a deathwish. She wanted him to.. what was that? Lock him up somewhere!? Was she insane? How on Earth was he meant to do that?

"What the...?" EWWWWW!!! The Head Boy very nearly emptied his own stomach the Gryffindor decided to PUKE all over him! Completely forgetting he could easily perform magic to clean the mess, Clifford ... flailed. Like a girl.

Until Professor Bunbury cleaned him that was. He still didn't like her from that last Herbology lesson. Hmpf.

Now he was stuck with a kid who didn't want to be stuck with him? Great.

No no no no no why was he just standing there??!

"Take him, Clifford, get him out of my sight before I hex him away." Bunz let out a whoosh of frustration and flicked her hand at him. "You had the genius idea to get people out of danger, so take care of him!"

Surely 'following professors' orders' was in his job description.

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Plymouth changed his wand to his Peace Sign hand and swished it in the water. "But how do you know they don't want to just talk to him, Professor B? I like to talk to him." Err.... "Protego!" Plymouth made a shield for himself and his Evolette McKenna. He tugged her with him and waded towards the door.

"Everyone just think positive! That's what my mom says!" Plymouth turned his shield on the .. Merpeople. It's not like they could send owls or fish, so maybe they were making a house call? "Stick with me, Evolette McKenna! And we'll defend this here door!"

WOo whatever. Plymouth just did what Professor B said to do. He didn't want her hurting anymore lilies out of anger.

.. what was CLifford doing? Flapping? Did it help? Plymouth started flapping too. CLIFFORD WAS A MAN, and Plymouth knew this, so it must the thing to do. FLAPFLAPFLAP Go away Merpeople FlAPFLAPFLAP

Merlin's pants perhaps she should have Clifford haul Plymouth away too. That boy had about as much since as a drowning flamingo, and he looked like one the way he was flapping his arms about.

"Get back here," she growled, tugging the back of his robes away from the nearest hungry-looking grindylow. "We TRIED talking - Anna knows Mermish! The time for peace parties has come and gone - LOOK AT WHAT THEY DID TO LAWSON!"

She spun Plym (as best as she could) and pointed out Marcus' injured shoulder. "Now defend yourself, okay? Less talk and more action!"

"Yea, okay." Nathaniel grinned at the Head Boy. He stood up next to Clifford and pulled his wand out.
He put his back to the wall and waited for the Meridiots to do something.

Yep, Nathaniel had gone TOO far. His tongue felt like it was GLUED to the roof of his mouth. He shot BunButt an evil glance.

William didn't even notice Paris there in the mayhem that had occurred. Once the merman was out of commission he moved over to where she now stood, standing right beside her to give her support and to fight along with her. He certainly didn't want to be alone, not when there were grindylows and other weird things around.

"I got your back." he muttered to her as he glanced in her direction before looking back to the water and pointing his wand. "Stupefy!" he said, just in case another grindylow was around.

He shrugged. "I'm just saying.. I don't want to risk a Selkie hurting anyone here." He had his wand out to keep the Grindylows away.

"But you might need me heeeere!" Clifford whined, stopming his foot in the murky water. "You need a MAN. And 'cept for Mister Lawson, who quite frankly, doesn't look 100%, I'm the manliest man here!" Ooooh, and Plymouth was over there too. They needed all the men they could get. YES!

"Besides, he's being alright now, see?" The Head Boy nudged the Gryffindor next to him. "He's an apprentice manly man."

Nathaniel smiled at the Head Boy. He couldn't say what he wanted. Thanks to BunButt. The Third Year lifted up his arms and flexed. Showing off his very manly muscles. He did have nice muscles from the summer. Not that BunButt cared. For all she cared the Merpeople could eat him. He bet she'd throw a party if that happened

Then Bunbury shut that annoying kid up. Literally. "Way to go, Professor Bunbury," he called out to her smiling. Yeah he was being mean but he didn't really care. He hated how that boy was talking to the Professor.

Satine stood her ground at the doors and more grindys tried to fight their way through.

She was already tired of all this invasion of the school....she looked around at the other students fighting and was even more angry when she thought about the fact that her friends were being attacked and were in danger.

She turned her frustration on a dark black grindy. "Immobulus!" she said with a vicious tone in her voice.

EEEP! So the mermen weren't friendly? Aww DARNNNNNN. That meant that--there were DEADLY mermen all over the place! AHHH! And they had their nasty Grindylows with them, which meant they were TWICE as nasty.

"Defend ourselves?" he squeaked--his slight adrenaline rush had pretty much run out now, and he was scared again. They had POINTED SPEARS and they had almost KILLED Lawson. He raised his wand with a shaky arm and held it aloft in front of him.

If something attacked now, he would probably stand there in shock and not attack back. He couldn't feel his legs! He was too scaredddddd.

She heard the water moving around her and she turned to see William wading over to her. "William," she squeaked. He could get hurt, why was he there?! She was suddenly scared for him.

She grabbed his hand and pulled him close to her and sort of behind her. "You stay right there." she told him. "Protect the headmaster's office," she whispered to him. She didn't want him to think she was trying to baby him.

She was between him and anything that would be stupid enough to attack him. "Relashio," this grindylows were little devils. She wished her little brothers were there, they would make quick work of the little beasts.

Was it just Plymouth, or did Evolette McKenna look... Even HE was concerned the Mermen might kidnap her. He bumped her with his butt to keep her back. STAY BACK, WOMAN. Make room for MANLY PLYMOUTH... errr apprentice man, that is.


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Professor B was as hot as her hair when she was mad. And even more so when it was directed at Plymouth. Who knows what she said. How was he supposed to.... Ohh look at Lawson? Plymouth reinforced his shield and reluctantly moved his eyes towards his good ole DADA professor . "Ohhh... Hey that's NOT NICE!" ... Plymouth FINALLY saw that.... Okay, NO ONE stabs one of Plymouth's good buddies!!! "I hear ya, Professor B. I hear ya." he turned on the merpeople...

"Headmaster B ain't sharing NO GRAPEFRUIT with you VIOLENT trident-toting fiends!! Didn't your mothers teach you ANY manners??" YEAH! SHIELD!!!

Catching a glimps of a scared looking boy she asked, "You ok?" she asked, not taking her eyes off the area around them."

She shot the strange Ravenclaw a look as she heard him yell something abot grapefruit.

Guard the door? Um. I think not.

Reese liked the idea of staying on the sidelines of the little battle going on. But, just in case they needed her help, she needed to move out from behind the suit of armor Jack had dragged her behind. She slowly took a few steps to the left and when she was out from behind the armor, she held her wand up. The door to the office was near her, so if they needed back up, she would be there. But, she WASN'T going to stand in front of the door and put herself out there for the merpeople and grindylows. She didn't want to get hurt like Lawson got hurt.

Satine was so excited that she was getting actually use something she had learned at Hogwarts...

O Yah! Go Professor Lawson and DADA! She thought as she ran through the spells that the professor had taught them during the Grindy lesson only a few months back.

She realized that she needed to focus when she felt a hand of a grindy grab hold of her.

She made a little surprised noise and then tried pointing her wand at the grindy but it had grabbed hold of her arm tightly and its nails had started grinding into her skin. She knew here eyes were huge in surprise!

"Let go of me!" she yelled at the grindy as if it could understand what she was saying.

She pointed her wand at the grindy.....

Had Plymouth just butt bumped her?

Evolette blinked at him. WHAT was going on in this boy's mind.

"I'm supposed to be helping too you know." she informed him, scrambling back to where she had been standing, before Plymouth had butt bumped her off guard and pushed her back. Sheesh.

She did not need to be roasted on a spit by Bunbabbit. Not THAT lady.

Chris stood with the others defending the Headmaster's door against the grindylows. He shot stunning spell after tunning spell at the water teaming with them. He wondered if Reese was ok, he had seen a merman head after her.

Jack looked around and saw a girl nearby talking to him, asking if he was alright. Well, that was a matter of opinion at the moment. On the one hand he wasn't physically harmed but on the other...HE COULD NOT MOVE. He was frozen to the spot in fear.

He nodded anyways. "Erm, yeah, totally fine--where are the Grindylows?" he asked, his voice shaking slightly as he spoke. And his voice went up an octave again as well.

Chris turned, his wand still pointed at the water just incase a Grindylow decided to make an appearance, and waded his way over to a frightened Jack. "It's ok Jack, just be ready." He looked around at the others aswell. "Guys it's probobly best if we all stay together. That way we are a bigger enemy and there's more people watching our backs." he suggested standing close to Jack.

Rave shot him a quick, sympathetic glance, "Come here." she grasped him gently by the elbow and pulled him over, "Stick near me, I'll watch your back, you watch mine." she said kindly, "I dont know where they are right now, but well be ready when they come." Rave added with confidence.

"And dont worry, I happen to be rather good at Defense and dueling." Ok, well 'rather good' was a stretch, but she was capable, and at least it might put they boy at ease.
Rave jerked her head in her and Jack's direction, "Come on over here, three are better than two." She glanced down and saw the boy had a prefect badge on, "Not that I mean to order you around, just a suggestion." she said nodding to his badge.

"Oh, ok," Jack said. She was good dueller? Well, that was good to know--at lesat SHE wasn't going to be attacked by any grindylows. If one grabbed onto HIS leg however, he already decided he would just shake it until it fell off. That should work, yes?

"CHRIS! Come over here!" he added, beckoning his fellow Gryffie over as the girl did so as well. "You have to protect m--I mean US--from the Grindylows!"

Varius had come down the grand staircase from the fifth floor where he had been serving his detention in the Potions lab. Professor Kazimeriz had told them to investigate, right? Well he didn't realise he would be investigating scary FISHES with weapons! And his fellow students, and his teachers fighting! Even Nurse Avalon was there and she shouldn't be subjected to all of this at her age -- it wasn't easy being, like, 120 years old!

Varius slowly reached for his wand, moving slowly towards to bigger group of Hogwartians, taking a nice position just behind Bunbury. He had been here long enough to know they weren't supposed to attack, just defend, but he couldn't help but think they weren't gonna get anywhere unless they turned these fish into SUSHI!

But, if these people were merfolk and talking mermish like Professor Kazimeriz had uttered upstairs, how had he not been able to recognise it? Well, it had been a SHRIEK that's why! When Varius had learned mermish, he had learned it from french merfolk on a holiday his mother took him. Scubadiving with the merpeople! It had been awesome! And he supposed when he was underwater... and with the accents the french merfolk would of had... it would make it unrecognisable almost? They should really take note from the french, their grindylows AND merfolk were just SO much nicer.

Stepping forward, nervous, he muttered toward the nearest of the merpeople,



Sure, he had a little accent inherited from where he learned the language, but it should still have been obvious... hopefully. Other languages apart from mermish that Varius knew, was troll (in a german accent) and italian thestralian. His mother had always maintained he would get paid a bundle for being multi-lingual, but he had only used this sort of knowledge for playing Mermaids and Trolls! Namely with himself... and his toys... like a loner...



He added. Probably better to get their side of the story too, no? And maybe... just make them THINK they were co-operative?



Once he finished the last part of his message, he looked up worryingly at Professor Bunbury, "Shouldn't we try and disarm them, at least? Get those horrible spears out of their hands... it might help us... WIN." Just because they could communicate didn't mean they weren't going to be any less aggressive and the LOOK in their eyes were ferocious! Terrifying! The french had been much more politer! Hmph. Stupid merPEOPLE!

Sighing and shaking her head at Plymouth Morgan's ramblings about grapefruit, Anastasia turned back toward Clifford and Nathaniel.

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"But you might need me heeeere!" Clifford whined, stopming his foot in the murky water. "You need a MAN. And 'cept for Mister Lawson, who quite frankly, doesn't look 100%, I'm the manliest man here!" Ooooh, and Plymouth was over there too. They needed all the men they could get. YES!

"Besides, he's being alright now, see?" The Head Boy nudged the Gryffindor next to him. "He's an apprentice manly man."

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Nathaniel smiled at the Head Boy. He couldn't say what he wanted. Thanks to BunButt. The Third Year lifted up his arms and flexed. Showing off his very manly muscles. He did have nice muscles from the summer. Not that BunButt cared. For all she cared the Merpeople could eat him. He bet she'd throw a party if that happened

Did he seriously just stomp his foot.... at... me?! And now Carden's pretending to be a man. Wow. This is rich.

"FINE THEN," Bunbury snapped just a bit. "But if your 'man apprentice' gets eaten by a grindylow it is YOUR responsibility to make the funeral arrangements!"

She crossed her arms and shot both ridiculous boys a glare before wincing and twitching at the sound coming from....from...

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Varius had come down the grand staircase from the fifth floor where he had been serving his detention in the Potions lab. Professor Kazimeriz had told them to investigate, right? Well he didn't realise he would be investigating scary FISHES with weapons! And his fellow students, and his teachers fighting! Even Nurse Avalon was there and she shouldn't be subjected to all of this at her age -- it wasn't easy being, like, 120 years old!

Varius slowly reached for his wand, moving slowly towards to bigger group of Hogwartians, taking a nice position just behind Bunbury. He had been here long enough to know they weren't supposed to attack, just defend, but he couldn't help but think they weren't gonna get anywhere unless they turned these fish into SUSHI!

But, if these people were merfolk and talking mermish like Professor Kazimeriz had uttered upstairs, how had he not been able to recognise it? Well, it had been a SHRIEK that's why! When Varius had learned mermish, he had learned it from french merfolk on a holiday his mother took him. Scubadiving with the merpeople! It had been awesome! And he supposed when he was underwater... and with the accents the french merfolk would of had... it would make it unrecognisable almost? They should really take note from the french, their grindylows AND merfolk were just SO much nicer.

Stepping forward, nervous, he muttered toward the nearest of the merpeople,



Sure, he had a little accent inherited from where he learned the language, but it should still have been obvious... hopefully. Other languages apart from mermish that Varius knew, was troll (in a german accent) and italian thestralian. His mother had always maintained he would get paid a bundle for being multi-lingual, but he had only used this sort of knowledge for playing Mermaids and Trolls! Namely with himself... and his toys... like a loner...



He added. Probably better to get their side of the story too, no? And maybe... just make them THINK they were co-operative?



Once he finished the last part of his message, he looked up worryingly at Professor Bunbury, "Shouldn't we try and disarm them, at least? Get those horrible spears out of their hands... it might help us... WIN." Just because they could communicate didn't mean they weren't going to be any less aggressive and the LOOK in their eyes were ferocious! Terrifying! The french had been much more politer! Hmph. Stupid merPEOPLE!

Varius Tipps??! Oh yeah great, another idiot she'd have to supervise in the Epic Water Battle For Hogwarts.

"TIiiiiiiiiiiiiIIppppppppPPPPPPPPPPPPSssSSssSSSSSs ssss! For the love of Merlin what is that infernal screeching noise coming out of your mouth?!?!"

For yes, she was just assuming that he couldn't possibly know Mermish. Anastasia covered her ears and waited for the boy to finish before wincing. Ow. Ow. Mermish right by your ears was not pleasant.

She did have to agree that he had some smart ideas, though, like DISARMING them! "Yes! YESH! Expelliarmus!" Bunz shouted, flicking her wand at the nearest merwoman. "I think I agree with you for once, Tipps. Take their spears and tridents away and then we'll be on better footing!"

Cam had heard another screech and he'd gone WAY used to the language already so he didn't reaally close his ears anymore. He figured his ears were gonna eventually explode, right? So it hadn't really mattered anymore. He turned his head to see if it was some sort of a merperson or--YIPEEE! Another Mermish speakeeeeer!

Eh, the boy's words were probably better than his, though he wondered if they'd listen. MEAAAAN MERPEOPLESS. "Disaaaarm them?" he asked confusingly towards Bunzz, "What'd they attack us with then...?"

Seemed unfair to the fellow mean Merpeople! Bleh. "Expelliarmus!" he shouted, straight at the same merwoman Bunz was aiming for.