Stranded

Harry wasn't sure how it happened one day he was enjoying his 8th year at Hogwarts and the next he is port keyed to this empty island. Its been 3 months already and Harry had either been wearing a loin cloth or had been naked after his clothing had been beyond recovery. Today was one of his nude days as he carried with him some fish he had caught for dinner.

As Harry returned to camp he saw a familiar figure there waiting for him. He smiled as he approached knowing there was some benefits to being stranded out here for 3 months.