There were quite a lot of people near the fountain, and in a few seconds, there would be quite a happy incident. But for that short moment before the heavy splash (and the freezing that followed it), Lyra was completely captivated by the boy near the fountain, the one who was holding a camera the one who was, [i]wait, was he drawing? In the air??[/i]. Lyra's mind was reeling. [i]Is he hanging paint in thin air? No, wait, there's nothing there! Is he changing the wavelig[/i]-

*SPLASH*  *DRAMATIC MUSIC*

Water. She was wet. Everybody was wet, and there's a teacher yelling above. Lyra blinked and stared at her violin. Considering the volume of water that just came, she was surprised to see it survive mostly unscathed. She should take a closer look back in her room. 

A little voice in her head was yelling at her, something about the violin making some dramatic music when she wasn't looking?

[color=7ea7d8][i]"WHY?!"[/i][/color]
*FREEZE* *A SINGLE LOW NOTE*

"Eek!" She instinctively looked at the violin. It was safe from the freezing spell. Good. Goodness. There are a lot of things to wrap her head around here. 

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