daphne greengrass is [bulletproof];; (daphne__g) wrote in wished,
Impressive? Daphne narrowed her gaze as she followed Dean's eyes to her wet shirt. Rolling her eyes, she shook her head, "You act like you've never seen a girl wet before." Leaning down, she tugged off her wet, and dirty stockings. Rolling them up into a ball, she threw them out into the lake. Now the squid can have a souvenir. "That's not the point, Thomas, I was attacked for no bloody reason, I didn't instigate that ruddy thing. Didn't goad him, if... if you weren't here who knows what that bloody menace could have done!" Daphne did have a point, if it weren't for Dean, she could have drowned the moment the squid dragged her into the lake.
"I don't need to speak to Madame Pomgrey, and I certainly do not want to talk to that trai--" Daphne caught herself mid-sentence, "Professor Weasley, like he will bloody do anything, knowing him he would sympathize with the squid, and try to justify its actions." Tossing wet strands over her shoulders, she proceeded to untuck her shirt from her skirt and wring out the ends just so she wasn't dripping wet.