1000 hours, just off the coast of the deserted island. Boat diving. [1]

There weren't many of them on the ramshackle yacht that the Captain had sailed out to open ocean. The waves were choppier here but with the wind calmer than it had been all week, swimming wasn't out of the question. If anything it was the answer to all their hot and humid queries.

Raine sat with her legs dangling over the side of the boat as the sails were brought in and everyone onboard roused themselves. It had been a relaxing ride over. She eyed her unlaced brogues and leaned back on her hands to catch the sun. The yacht gradually came to a tranquil, albeit sloshy, standstill. "Don't laugh but," she leaned back even further until she caught sight of Gracie and Alex on deck, the sky beneath them: "I think my legs are asleep."

The Gryffindor wriggled her toes experimentally. "You'll simply have to throw me in."

1.	Just a note: the other activity open to students in this timeslot was underwater exploration.