Harry nodded, adjusted his shirt collar and approached the shores of the Black Lake. He winced as he kicked off his loafers, then peeled off his socks. His dress trousers wouldn't be so fortunate as to escape the fate that awaited them, as the fabric now was doused when Harry waded into the Black Lake. Hermione followed, the waters swallowing up her creamy legs and making the skirts of her dress fan out like flower petals around her.