*Wesley sees Snape behaving thusly and, believing him to be attacking some hidden foe, mimicks him, thrusting his fists with all his might into the black water. As he draws them out for another round, he notices the horrid little leeches infesting the swamps of Five latched onto his flesh and he screams. Like a girl. Suddenly he's splashing through the swamp with reckless panic and inevitably, he finds himself mired in swamp muck and unable to move. He screams again as the mire pulls him down and he is drowned out by a mouthful of brackish sludge.*
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