"Watch this," the fair-haired boy laughed, as he dove
straight at the spring below him.

"Malfoy, you're nuts! You hit the water at that speed at..."

"I'll be fine, Potter," Draco said as his broom threw him,
like a spooked horse, and he toppled over and vanished
below the surface.

A moment later, Malfoy was struggling to get to the
surface. Gasping as he emerged from the spring, he
looked around for his traitorous broomstick.

Grabbing a hold of the broomstick, which lie near the
shoreline, Malfoy glared at it. "What the hell is your problem?
This isn't the first time we've done a water-dive."

Harry Potter was approaching when Malfoy took his shirt off.

"What the?!" Both wizards exclaimed, as Draco quickly drew
both arms in front now very ample chest. It did absolutely nothing
to hide the spectacular view Harry was getting. In fact, it made
matters worse for the young lightning-scarred wizard.

"Excuse me," Malfoy said, glaring to indicate that Harry had better
turn around and not peek or else.

Harry turned around. He could hear Draco carefully removing his
pants. A moment later, he heard a shriek and turned, finding himself
face to face with something he'd never expected.

"What the hell is going on here?" a now completely naked, and
definitely female Draco Malfoy was demanding.

"Oh, too bad," a man standing nearby hut said, calmly. "You fall in
Spring of Drowned girl..."

"So, how do I get rid of this ... curse, or whatever it is?"

"Hot water to remove. But cold water turn you into girl, again. Is
no cure."

Draco raced for the nearest kettle, while Harry smirked, having made
note of the bit about cold water.

"Don't even think of it, Potter," Malfoy warned.