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Harry Potter-Black had been on Black Island for about four days now. He had accepted no owls, opened no mail and did nothing but learn how to fish, swim in the open ocean and found out that those blobs of jelly in the ocean stung like a mother when coming into contact with human skin. The eighteen-year-old ex-Savior of the Wizarding World and the Boy-With-Too-Many-Titles attached to his name had no idea that his fiancée would be coming straight to the family island to spend the summer with him since the Ministry of Magic missive, an annoying shade of pink that reminded him far too much of Umbitch, he had received on the second day of his vacation had gone unread in the growing pile on the table in the grand foyer.

Harry Potter-Black's physical body might have caught up with his age but unfortunately he was still as impossible with women as ever. Having finally reached a decent height of 5'8", he would never be the tallest guy around, but he still had the lean muscles one gained from doing things like swimming and aerobics...thankfully they didn't make him stand out too terribly much. Instead of constantly using the magical contacts to replace his glasses, the young man was still using said glasses perched on the bridge of his nose so that he didn't become immune to the potion used to correct his vision day by day. Being asleep at the moment with the glasses settled in a beach bag was doing him no favors at the moment.

Laying on his stomach out on the sun-ridden beach of white sand and crashing waves mere yards away from the supply dock that either would bring him supplies or let him take a ride into town to get them himself, Harry was fast asleep and blissfully ignorant of anything going on around him even as his skin began to burn steadily under the beating of the sun. If the pink tinting his tanned skin was anything to go by, he had been asleep for a good few hours at least. Damnit he was going to be as dark as a brownie at this rate... Some 80's rock band was blaring in his ears from a pair of simple iPod earbuds, sounding something similar to 'Rock You Like a Hurricane'. Harry had been getting very attached to American 80's rock music in the past few months. Unfortunately no song would ready him for what was to come...If only he had started reading his mail.

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