Draco nodded, only half listening, his mind already on the transformation. They waded into the water quickly. As the water hit his waist he dove in, the tingling and tearing and melting feeling already spreading up his calves. He writhed in the water, letting out a scream of bubbles as scales erupted across his skin, and gills carved their way on each side of his throat, allowing him to breath. It barely registered to him that Blaise had eaten the Gillyweed and was holding onto him so that he didn’t hurt himself as he changed. His body was on fire, even in the cool water and he couldn’t focus much on anything.