Albus wanted to get a look around the area surrounding the village, so he decided that morning to have a little stroll. His hands clasped behind his back, he found himself along the water's edge. Some activity in the distance drew his attention, and he moved near. From his dry vantage point, he watched the young man struggle with the fish he'd summoned and fall into the water.
Alarmed, he started running closer, getting his wand out in case the poor lad needed to be saved, but was relieved to see him getting into the boat on his own. He slowed down his pace a little and got to the shore just as Peter arrived on dry land.
"Are you alright?" he asked, with grave concern. "Do you need to go to the infirmary?" With a wave of his wand, Peter found himself completely dry and then warmed with a Warming Charm... in this chilly, November weather, he could catch his death. Albus then dropped to one knee on the beach to inspect Peter, closer.