Water gushed from his wand in a flourish, saturating Pansy and the students that lingered in the corridor behind. All hell broke loose then and Crabbe and Goyle were not skilled duellists by any means. Theo disarmed them both easily with a silent flick of his wrist. Pansy was swearing loudly beneath the waterfall which still poured from Blaise’s wand, the brown skinned boy was laughing with mirth as she grew angrier. 