Taking several steps forward and immediately in to the towel, Percy's next did not sound so much like words and more like what he might've sounded like if he were still in the lake.
"Uh Bfunf uf Slivverins mushed me in vuh luch."
A slick of red hair and spectacles emerged above the terry cloth stripes reluctantly. Where Bill and Charlie had gone so had the attention of the others sitting by the hearth, and Percy's cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
"A bunch of Slytherins pushed me in the lake," he whispered.