Draco was still standing there with his arms crossed, his wand secure in his robes. He laughed at Pansy's flailing arms as she struggled to stand beneath the weight of the water. Theo disarmed her too, while she was distracted and her wand flew into his outstretched hand exactly how he had planned. Blaise stopped his spell abruptly. The hem of all their robes were soaking now, water dripped from the ceiling into their hair making it look like they had all gone for a brisk walk outside in the storm. 