Harry and Ron Stuck in Various Bodies of Water

Ocean

The Weasley family decided to take a family vacation during the summer since school was out for a while.

Fred, George, Harry, and Ron went out on a boat for a while to fish, Fred driving. Either of the twins driving would be bad for the environment.

George was walking around the boat aimlessly. He ran into Harry and Ron after circling the boat for the third time. He had an idea and he wasn't sure if Harry had ever fished or not. So, he decided to ask, "Harry, have you ever been fishing?" He leaned on the side of the boat.

Harry thought for a hot second. He actually had never been fishing once in his whole life. He never had anyone to go with or to even teach him how to fish.
"Erm...no, I haven't," he answered.

George gestured over to the captain's lodge, "Well, me and my brother are gonna teach you how!" Fred had overheard and waltzed out of the room and left the steering wheel unattended.

Both Fred and George casted a line out of their wand. The same thing you'd do with a fishing rod. They showed Harry how to do it. He was a pro at casting the line, not at catching fish. Ron of course, couldn't do it.

Harry had mastered it. The twins had went back to the captain's lodge because no one was driving the boat that whole time. Harry sat his wand down and found his way to a seat because the boat was rocking, as stated before, no one was driving the boat. Ron gave up and followed Harry.

After what seemed like forever, his wand started tilting, about to fall into the water. Harry noticed and ran over to it and tried to grab it before it fell off. Ron ran after him out of instinct.

Whatever was on the end of Harry's line, whether it was a fish, a boot, another wand, or even Draco, started to pull him in. Ron dropped his wand out of shock and stared because he had not a single idea in his head on what to do. His big clumsy feet wouldn't make him move.

As soon as Harry started to get yanked in, Ron decided to finally help. He grabbed Harry's ankles as he flew into the greenish blue sea.

Both Harry and Ron arose to the surface, trying to regain their bearings. They stared in shock as the boat sped away. They assumed the twins finally got the boat going.

They turned their heads to stare at each other and Harry was left with an awful sight.
Ron had his signature face and voice, he cried out with a small, rasp voice, "ₕₐᵣᵣᵧ 😰"

Harry knew exactly what was about to happen. He squinted his eyes to brace for impact.
"Don't. Panic." Immediately, Ron started panicking. He splashed the water and flailed his arms around.

~An hour later~

Harry had floated on the water as Ron continued to splash nonstop. Does he always have to find a way to he loud?

...Speaking of loud, they began to hear what sounded like a little kid squealing.
"Why are we here?! This isn't the Maldives!!"

They heard another boat. Then, a smaller noise started, which seemed to be a jet ski. Whatever kid was there, clearly wasn't on the boat anymore. They heard the boat get quieter as the jet ski's motor grew closer.

They were hopeful that the unknown jet skier was coming closer. Maybe it was a rescue ski. But their hope quickly faded as they saw a pale, grey eyed, platinum blonde, mop headed rat as the one driving.

"Weaslebee? Is that you??" Draco drifted the jet ski to parallel park beside them, splashing them with salt water. If Draco jumped in, there would be more salt than water.
"I could see your bright hair from miles away! You flail like a duck!" Draco just started insulting them and laughing at them.

Harry tried to explain to Draco the direness of the situation that they're in.
"Draco, this is no time for your rubbish! You don't understand- we've been stranded here for like an hour already! Please you have to-"

Draco interrupted him with laughter. He didn't listen nor did he care. He soon sped off and all that could be heard was his loud, obnoxious, snot nosed, snobby laugh.

"MALFOY COME BACK!" Harry yelled out into the distance.
Suddenly Ron froze, and was about to start sinking. He saw a lightning bolt hit the water about 5 miles away. He grabbed Harry by the shoulders and started shaking him, asking him what to do.

Huge gusts of winds start to make the waves act up. The waves quickly and easily washed over them both and swept them away...