"Harry Potter...." Voldemort said, "Do tell me why you are lying in water?"
"I already seem to be in deep water, right?" Harry replied, sarcastically. He pulled his wand out of his pocket, luckily Voldemort couldn't see that because he was under water.
"A rather poor attempt at a joke, but yes, you are correct. Now, I did not come here for idle chit-chat. Se..."
"Protego!" Harry cried, putting up a shielding charm that glowed a bright white.
With all his might he wished the water of the creek upon his arch-nemesis. Through the pain in his scar, he felt the water rise and with a blast of energy, he doused the Dark Lord with gallons of muddy water and fish. The pain in his scar lessened a bit and he climbed out of the waterless creek. Behind him he heard the laughter of....
Aurelia