A Dive Won't Hurt You (Adette)

Running out of the forbidden forest, that being part of his daily run, Dremar hurled himself towards the floor, and began flexing. He had noticed the girls watched both him and Krum on their daily routines and that amused him a lot, and also made him think that Hogwarts had no men like Durmstrang. Pulling his shirt over his head, he looked over his shoulder and the hufflepuffs watching him shied away, and he cackled before diving into the lake.

The dive, although impressive, was not flawless and the resulting splash was anything but pleasant. Adette sighed and threw the sopping wet book aside. The culprit was of the other schools. Wolfclaw or Durmstrang? She had no clue but she would guess the latter. She wondered if they would realise if a student went missing... She wasn't particularly angry but she wasn't happy either. Picking up the book she had previously thrown aside, Adette assessed its weight before she was satisfied. She stood up and as the boy resurfaced, she casually chucked the book at him. It was harder than one would think someone of her size would be capable of but not enough to give away her vampiric nature; however she doubted he would be able to avoid the incoming projectile at that speed.

Swimming up to get some air Dremar inhaled deeply before looking around and watching an object make his way to him. Smirking he held up his hand in front of his face just in time and bang, the book was in his hand. Holding it above his head he swam to the shore, and hurled it towards the girl whom had thrown it towards him, "Fun, but you gotta try harder than that," he teased.

Adette simply stepped aside with an eyebrow raised; unconcerned with whether the book had hit someone behind her. She smirked. "If I had wanted to cause you injury, I would have." In all actuality, she was a bit impressed he had manage to catch it and throw it back at her with the same force. "Unfortunately I like your face as it is, even if your sloppy diving ruined my literature."

Raising a brow right back at her her words left him bemused for a second and he shook his head, "I'm not some drunk sorority chick. You can't roofie me with compliments," he joked and leaned down slightly, "What would your name be, miss She-Hulk?" he asked his fingers drumming against each other.