He'd just knelt down and unzipped his bag to root around for something to wear other than his swim trunks when she walked over to him. "I've read the books as a kid. I know all about your antics and what to expect." He hugged her tightly, wincing a little as her arm brushed that scratch on his side. He wasn't used to getting scratches and cuts with the thickness of his hair having been like a protective layer on his body. "Let me get changed. These shorts are starting to chafe."