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Harry knew he probably looked ridiculous, but sometimes he still walked the beach wearing a suit. At least his feet were bare.
There was something relaxing about it, though, the beach walking. And Harry still felt more comfortable in a suit than he did in pajamas. He felt like it was going to start getting cold soon. He wondered how cold. How long had they been here? Had it even been a year yet? He was starting to be unsure.
He was about to turn and head back when he caught a glimpse of a figure moving out of the edge of his vision, and he turned to see James emerging from the water. James wearing a speedo. James wet and wearing a speedo.
Harry really hoped that the way he was standing there simply seemed like he was waiting to say hello, and not that he was staring.
There was something relaxing about it, though, the beach walking. And Harry still felt more comfortable in a suit than he did in pajamas. He felt like it was going to start getting cold soon. He wondered how cold. How long had they been here? Had it even been a year yet? He was starting to be unsure.
He was about to turn and head back when he caught a glimpse of a figure moving out of the edge of his vision, and he turned to see James emerging from the water. James wearing a speedo. James wet and wearing a speedo.
Harry really hoped that the way he was standing there simply seemed like he was waiting to say hello, and not that he was staring.