Ah, Scotland in June. There's nothing like it...except maybe campus life at Hogwarts.

Near the campus, the Black Lake expands, for what feels like square clicks. But then, enchantments can make just about anything feel big...

Meet Mick Corner. He hasn't been at school here for very long. So far, this is one of the few things he's grown to like about it. Charms are obsessive...but now, here, in the Black Lake, they can wait.

He lies atop an enchantment, which helps him float on his back. All around him, the lake extends for square clicks.

Below him, the merfolk swim past. He misses each one. There just might be some mermaids down there he wishes he didn't... But then, they're probably not into wizards his age, anyhow. Most mermaids prefer older wizards. Most mermaids prefer mermen...

Beneath him, past his back, the giant squid swims past. It doesn't disturb him. It looks like it could. Its dual forearms stream along, as it passes. His foot almost makes contact with one.

Ah, what a nice day on the lake. There's nothing like it...

Something small falls on Mick's bare torso. Mick dismisses it. Alas, another falls. And another.

He smiles, grabs one as it's falling, and looks at it. It's an oracle bone.

Mick shades his eyes, and looks around. There's a witch his age, standing on the shore. She's blonde. She's in a green bikini.

Mick levitates himself to shore. He stands before Agatha Malfoy, and flirts with her. She flirts back. He likes her smile. Her hooters are developing...but could be riper. Right now, for a girl her age and body type, she's VERY ripe.

He's in blue trunks. Agatha really hopes he gets hard under there, for her...

They're both in bloom. He might not know it yet. He might not even be ready for it. But they both are.