Gram Black was the worst of the mermen. All day long he complained about the goings on of the deep dark lake that sat on the English moor, with castle Hogwarts overlooking it. All day long the other merfolk would do stuff. The Johnsons would collect fish. The Longs would collect seaweed. The Pitts would collect moss. The Williams would collect water. But Gram Black was a sour puss that hated being a merfolk.
"Can we please! Play D.n.D!" he would yell, referring to his favorite tabletop game, Dungeons and Dragons. All that little bugger wanted to do was play games. But he lived under water. You can't very well play games under water. The board games would get soggy and the computer games would short out. Sports wouldn't work because the ball would float to the top and physics were all weird underwater.
The duties of the Black family fell upon Gram, him being the only son. Despite his duty he continued to complain and lollygag plus the fact he insisted to wear a hoodie slowed his swimming to a meager pace. Merfolk did not wear clothes, because they slowed them. Yet Gram continued to wear the soggy hoodie that was akin to carrying a bag of sand everywhere you go. The other merfolk observed that Gram would not work if he was not happy.
One day the merpeople went to one of the human students for assistance, a Mr. Harry Potter.
"Please Mr. Potter. Gram Black is bitch and won't work. Our society will fade away and die if he doesn't work." Said one of the merfolk.
"Why are you asking me for help?" said Potter "You guys kind of tried to kill me."
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-
"Okay. Okay!" interrupted Harry "I'll help. How can we get him to work?"
"Well all he talks about is playing games."
"Okay, if we get him a game then will he be happy enough to work?"
"Sure I suppose, but no games work underwater." Said the reluctant mermaid.
"Ohhhhhh! I have an idea. I'll invent a game that works underwater." Replied Harry.
So he did. Harry invented underwater football and all the merpeople loved to play.
"Yo Gram Black!" called a merfolk "Want to play underwater football?"
"No! I hate sports!" yelled Gram.
"Fuck me." Muttered Harry who spent seven months inventing underwater football.
