"Yes!" She gasped, coughing as her feet struggled to gain purchase on the marble floors. Using his arm as leverage and resistance, Rowan managed to get one of her feet underneath her and haul herself up halfway out of the water. "It's a chair, I think, or something heavy." Her coat tugged at her arms and she managed to slip her wand out of its pocket as an idea hit her.

Merlin she hoped this worked.

Taking a breath, she pointed the wand at herself; just barely. She held the wand gingerly in her hand, careful to aim sideways and away from Malfoy so he wouldn't get caught. A muttered incantation later and the buttons snapped. Moving quickly, Rowan slipped one arm out of her coat and twisted as best she could to get the other arm out, trading her arms in his grip. Mercifully she was finally free, and she stumbled back into him, trying to get her footing like a newborn doe.

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