He removed his shirt and trousers and honestly, Astoria had expected him to be wearing some sort of swimming trunks rather than standing there in his undergarment. None the less, her eyes widened slightly in surprise as he stripped down to his boxers and was standing before her. Vincent Crabbe was a massive statue of a bloke, Astoria knew that. But seeing him in his boxers and nothing else, Astoria found her face turning red as she realized her eyes were focused right on his crotch accidentally. Had he noticed? She hoped he didn't notice.
Astoria wasted no time in taking his hand again and leading him out into the water, so far into the ocean until she was no longer able to touch the bottom with her feet, but he still had plenty of heigh on her left to go, so she took the initiative to wrap her arms around him and basically hang onto him in the water.
The moon shined down upon them, a glittering silver light that seemed to dance among the water and reflect all around them. The sound of the waves crashing against their bodies sounded calming. Astoria looked up at Vince's face in the moonlight. "Do you really think I'm pretty, Vince?"