Rating: T
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Harry/Draco/Hermione
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em - not making any money off 'em. Dern it.
Word Count: 432
Notes:
30 Day OT3 Competition/Challenge: Day 11 - Alone
Pokemon Trading Card Collection Challenge: Tentacruel- Platinum - (creature) Jellyfish
Harry waded out into the ocean all alone. Draco thought swimming in an ocean was below his station—Harry was still internally rolling his eyes at the memory of the blond's words—and Hermione wanted to lay on the beach with her book. She was determined to get tan even if her naturally pale complexion never seemed to darken even a little bit.
Harry didn't mind the solitude. In fact, he actually kind of enjoyed it. He was floating aimlessly, allowing the small waves to gently move him. His eyes were closed as the sun beat down on his face.
Something brushed against his arm, but he didn't open his eyes. It was probably some seaweed. When his arm was touched again, he waved his arm in the water, trying to get the seaweed to move along.
And then he felt a stinging sensation on his hand. He groaned in pain and quickly made himself vertical. He gripped his hand to his chest and looked. At that's when he saw it—the floating menace.
"A jellyfish? I got stung by a bloody jellyfish?"
He quickly kicked his legs out and swam away from it, just in case it decided it wanted another taste of him.
When he got to shore, he noticed his hand was red and starting to swell a bit.
Hermione put her book down when he collapsed on the blanket. "What's wrong?" she asked, a worried frown on her face.
"I got stung by a jellyfish," he groused petulantly.
Draco chuckled. "That's what you get for going in the ocean."
Harry glared at him. "Draco, shut up. I don't need to deal with your gloating."
Draco smirked and took Harry's hand. "Want me to kiss it to make it better?"
"I've got something you can kiss," Harry muttered.
"I'll kiss that later. In the privacy of our bedroom," he promised.
Hermione's soft fingers moved over the irritation. "I'm sure you'll be okay. We can always get some ointment later if it's still bothering you."
"Isn't there a spell for this kind of thing?" Harry asked.
"Not that I know of," Hermione replied.
Harry sighed. If Hermione didn't know of one, there probably wasn't any kind of magical relief
She pulled him so he laid down on the blanket. "Relax. It's just a little sting. Nothing to worry about."
He closed his eyes when she laid her head on his chest. Draco joined them on Harry's other side.
'Just a sting,' he told himself. But when he drifted to sleep, he had a nightmare of a giant jellyfish chasing him.
