Beverly was conducting her newly adopted routine of checking classroom notice boards in case anything important was put on them that the House of Slytherin didn't have. It was all about that Prefect responsibility she was working on. She HAD to try and prove that her house wasn't made of losers. If only her housemates would listen.

At this particular time she headed toward the DADA notice board--or at least had been when her feet made a sloshy sound and the feeling of her toes drowning in soggy socks made her stop. Her...shoes were wet...? She wasn't stupid enough to walk into the swamp, she knew that and reassured herself when she realized she wasn't even AT the swamp.

What the--

Oh for Fawke's sake.

"Gregoire Bastion!" Yes, she went out of her way to learn his whole name after that little incident at the Feast. "What are you--get back here right now!" She pointed at the ground she stood on. As in right now or he'd be in big trouble. As in she would go get their Head of House AND Professor Bellaire. Then he'd have to deal with THREE hissing snake women.

No way one of HER housemates would drown on her watch.