Roaming around Hogwarts, Gregoire found himself on the first floor corridor.

Not doing anything in particular, nor wanting anything in particular the French Slytherin was just slithering around the marvelous, and extremely luxurious castle which he considered a 'home away from home'. Speaking of home...Gregoire meant to do something soon in the Divination area. The Snake had someone in particular he's been meaning to scry on recently since what happened at the feast. Though this person was still back in France. Hopefully he'd find at least a little room between all the classes and homework he had to do. The boy was practically flooded in-

WHAT IN MERLIN'S BEARD! SPEAKING OF FLOODED!

Gregoire just stepped into some swampy water that was seeping into the corridor! It was coming from the Weasley Swamp! What on earth was happening? Thankfully it was only about ankle deep from where the dirty blonde was standing. Otherwise, he would've been sucked right into the dirty, mucky, water. Who knows what lives down there! This would definitely have to be checked out. Though he personally didn't want to do it, as of now, he was the only one around. Pulling out his wand he stood still in the water, waiting to see if anything happened.

After a few seconds of nothing, he inched his way closer to the swamp. Not very stealthily either...especially not for someone in the house of Slytherin. The water started to slosh around as the boy started to make his way deeper. Now it was about up to his lower shin. The boy kept an eye on the swamp and very quickly rolled up his pants legs so they wouldn't get to wet as of now. Leaning back up, the boy stood there, with his wand raised as he waited a bit longer to see if someone, or something, would show itself.