Livin La Vida Vegas

Livin' La Vida Vegas

Harry lay awake in the hot June night. It was only the third day of holiday and the temperature was already as hot as July. He stared at the ceiling, reflecting upon the day he had just had. It was typical. Get up, make breakfast, get yelled at, get the mail, get yelled at, go about the daily business and chores, and get yelled at. 'God please don't make this be my summer!' he pleaded to the heavens. 'All I want is SOME way out.' Suddenly there was a loud whisper under his window.
"Harry!? Harry, can you hear me?" the voice called.

Harry walked over to the open window. Sweat rolled down his bare back. He looked down onto the yard. There stood Lily Evanson; the American transfer student who had become best friends with him, Ron, and Hermione. She stood looking up at him, beaming, and her brown hair flowing in the wind. Her brown eyes glistened with happiness at the sight of him.

"Thank you, God," he said looking up at the skies.

"Harry! Get your ass down here and get your stuff!! We're goin' to Vegas!!!" she said laughing.

"Huh?" he said confused. "Vegas?"

"The U.S, you dumbass," she said trying to be serious but laughing all the while. "My parents are going and I'm taking three friends. Guess Who!?"

Harry couldn't help but smile. He was really going away from number four, Privet Drive. He was going to a place he had never seen before and with his best friends, no less.

Harry grabbed Hedwig's cage and handed it down to Lily. She took it and ran off to put it somewhere. He didn't know where but that didn't matter. He took his trunk and threw it on his bed, shoved everything he needed in there, and got his Firebolt out of his closet. He tossed the trunk down to Lily, who let out a soft 'umph' as it fell into her grasp. He crawled out of the window with his Firebolt and walked over to the driveway. His mouth fell open in awe at the sight of Lily's car. It was a black Corvette convertible with white leather interior. There was a light that was glowing around the license plate.

"Is this what we will be driving in Vegas?" he asked, awe struck.

"This? No way, this is my car and there is no way we're gonna be getting this over seas. Nope, I have a rental car down in Vegas that happens to be a better car but it's a surprise for all of you," Lily said with a smile on her face. She opened Harry's trunk and threw something white at him that landed on his head. She closed the car trunk with a 'thunk' as Harry looked at what was on his head. It was a wife beater.

"Excuse me, pimp master, do mind putting on a shirt for the rest of all humanity. The neighbors don't need to see your....man boobs," said a laughing voice. Harry looked up to see that Ron was grinning ear to ear at the sight of Harry, his best friend. From what Harry could see, he had grown again and he was sitting. His red hair was toned down a bit and his freckles were not as bright. He was seated in the back next to a very mature looking Hermione who was beaming. She was no longer the tomboyish, flat, lanky girl she used to be. She now had curves in all the right places and had grown into her teeth...if that was possible. But her hair was still bushy.

"Harry, if you don't want to come, you could just say so," said Lily jokingly. Harry realized he was still standing in the same place.

He walked around the car and got into the front seat next to Lily.

"That's what I thought," she said smiling.

Harry still could not believe that his prayers were answered that quickly. 'There is a God' he said beaming. This was, quite possibly, the greatest day of his life.

"So Harry," said Hermione, "how has your holiday been...for the past...three days?"

"Hello? Smart one? All Knowing Allah? How would you feel being stuck in the Dursley's for the whole summer?" Ron said, mortified that she'd ask as though thinking a good answer lied ahead.

"Hello? Dumbass? It's only been three days!" Hermione contradicted.

"Well for him it must have felt like the whole summer, right Harry?" Ron asked.

"Well, it was definitely shorter than the whole summer, but it felt like a month," said Harry, smiling at hearing the two argue again.

"See!" said Ron, sticking out his tongue like a triumphant five year old.

Hermione stuck out her tongue, mocking Ron, but making it seem like he was a retard. Harry laughed at this. Those two were always going at it with each other, but he knew that they truly cared for each other.

Harry looked over at Lily who was laughing just as hard as he was. He was shocked at how beautiful she had become. She looked so mature, but still had that childish laugh and glint in her eye. Suddenly, she had an evil grin spread across her face. Harry braced himself for what was next. She stopped at a red light and turned around.

"Ron, if you don't stop arguing with Hermione and annoying the bloody hell out of me and Harry, I will tell everyone in this car your deepest, darkest secret," she said, an evil shimmer glowing in her eyes. Harry could tell that Ron was praying for the light to turn green and for her to concentrate on the road and not on him.

"You wouldn't," he said, his voice shaking in fear.

"Watch me," she said.

The light turned green and she started the car again. Ron thought it was over and went back to arguing with Hermione. He was so wrong.

"Everyone. Listen up. When Ron was 7 years old, his mother wanted to have him dress up for Halloween." A whimper was heard in the backseat. "But she didn't want it to be vulgar and violent. So, instead of the vampire he wanted to be, she decided on having him be..." she paused theatrically causing Ron to whimper again. "..a pretty ballerina. With a pink tutu and sparkly tiara. Complete with a wand as well as nice point tip shoes."

At this, Ron cried out in pain, Hermione burst into uncontrollable fits of laughter that shook her whole body, Harry stared open mouthed, wide eyed at Ron, and Lily sat, staring at the road and smiling devilishly.

"You evil, evil woman. How dare you curse the Weasley name?!" Ron said.

"Oh come off it, Ron. Get over it. I warned you as well. Besides, you can tell them mine," she said. Harry could see her eyes glazed over with fear of it being released but determination.

At this, Ron sat up straight and smiled impishly. Apparently, he thought it was good enough for revenge. Hermione still shook with fits of laughter.

With one glare at Hermione, Ron said, "When she was younger, around 10, Lily here was unhealthily obsessed with Toby Keith. She sent him numerous love letters and stalking threats. She followed him from a concert and went to the restaurant he was in and harassed the man; screaming that she loved him and wanted to ride off into the sunset with him even though he was married. She ended up with a restraining order and is permanently banned from the restaurant."

Lily laughed as Hermione was sent into another round of laughing fits.

"I still await the day my restraining order will be lifted. It's sick how much I love him," Lily said with a glazed look of lust that filled her eyes.

Harry could not believe that around 20 minutes ago he had been gloomy and depressed in his room and was now laughing and joking with long time friends. It was too good to be true.

They pulled into the parking lot of the air port and were handed their tickets from Lily. They went to the trunk and took out their things. Harry was then extremely nervous about Hedwig's cage. But as he looked into the trunk of the car, it was no longer there.

"Don't worry Harry. I sent it off to the burrow to be with Ron's owl. I learned a new charm from Hermione," Lily said, noticing Harry's nervous expression. "Okay people. Aside from Hermione, none of you have been on a plane. We will be traveling first class-," there was a soft gasp from Hermione, "And I will be doing all the talking so don't worry about that."

As they entered the air port, Harry was taken aback from all the movement. It was 11:30 at night and people were still pouring in from all around. Lily led them to a kind lady who was standing near a long tunnel. Where it led to, he would soon find out. Lily handed the lady their tickets and told them to follow her. They walked down the endless tunnel and came to an opening that led to the plane. A man took their luggage and placed it someplace else. Lily took their ticket stubs and led them onto the plane. Once they found their seats, all next to each other, they sat down and began talking endlessly of what was to come and what they had been doing over the course of three days.

Harry was seated next to Lily, who was next to Hermione, who was next to Ron. Harry listened to them share stories and talk of what they should be doing in Vegas. 'This is real' Harry thought. 'I am actually here.'

Suddenly, Lily turned around looked at Harry.

"Harry, where do you want to go in Vegas?" she asked thoughtfully.

Harry only knew of one thing to do there. He had heard some muggle talking about it as he passed by.

"I'm gonna go gambling!" he said with a sly grin.

Lily laughed and said, "Harry, we are turning seventeen. The chances of us getting in are slim. But wishful thinking is nice."

"I try," he said. Suddenly, a thought hit him. "Lily?" he asked. "Where are we going to be staying?"

Ron and Hermione looked at Lily as well, curious for the answer.

"My parents got us all rooms at Caesar's Palace. They are going to be staying at Excalibur across the street," Lily said grinning.

Ron smiled insanely and Hermione looked nervous.

"We're gonna be alone?" she said unsure of herself. "I don't think that's a good idea."

"Oh come on, Herms. Live a little. We're old enough," Ron said. "Besides, it's not like we're all gonna have some raging orgy."

Lily looked over and sent him the Don't-Even-Go-There look and Hermione threw him a look of utter disgust.

Suddenly the plane gave a sudden jolt, and Harry gripped the arm rest. Lily grabbed his hand in hers and gave him a reassuring smile.

"Buckle your seat belt," she said. "The plane is taking off."

Harry slid his hand out of her soft grip just long enough to buckle up. Harry noticed that the others had already done this. Lily and Hermione out of knowledge and Ron out of pure fear. He gently slid his hand back into Lily's grip.

The plane lifted off the ground smoothly. It felt like he was going up a roller coaster. He smiled. 'It's really happening,' he thought as he drifted into a light sleep.

* * * * *

"Harry. Harry, wake up. The plane just landed"

Harry's eyes focused into view and saw Lily smiling down upon him. He looked down at his watch and saw that it was five in the morning.

"Harry. It's noon. That's England time," Lily said laughing.

Harry smiled and un-buckled his seat belt. He got up and looked around and saw other people were getting off the plane. He walked with the others off the plane and into the air port lobby. There they received their luggage on a conveyer belt that spun around and spat out people's things which were then checked by security.

Once they all had their things, Lily led them into the parking lot holding a piece of paper and a car key. She told them to wait there while she drove the rental car up to the doors.

A few minutes later, a black convertible pulled up to the doors with Lily in the driver's seat.

"I thought you said you couldn't get your car up here?" said Ron confused.

"Get over here and look you retard," she said exasperated.

They went out and stood in front of the car. Harry's mouth dropped for the third time in a span of 10 hours. In front of them was a Bentley convertible. It was black and had, again, white leather interior. Only this car looked more inviting.

"You like?" Lily asked, already knowing the answer. "I know you do."

They all moved to sit in the car except for Ron who was still stationary in the same spot.

"If you don't want me to hit you, say something and move. Otherwise, I'm getting my hopes up," Lily said.

At this, Ron came back to life and darted around the car. He put his things into the trunk of the car, shut the trunk, and ran into the back seat next to Hermione again. He shuddered and glared at Lily.

They drove most of the way to Caesars' Palace in silence. Harry noticed an electronic noise coming from the back every so often. He turned around and noticed Ron playing with the electric windows.

"Ron, may I say, that no matter how many times you push it, it will still go up and down the same way," said Hermione thoroughly annoyed.

Ron ignored her and asked, "Do you have a moon roof?"

"Does it look like there's a roof, Mr. Oblivious?" Hermione asked, in the same annoyed tone.

Ron's ears went pink and he began to play with the ash tray. That began to break off.

"Break anything else in this car and I will strip you of clothes and throw you into the street for all to see," Lily said looking in the rearview mirror.

"You know, you all seem to be getting very annoyed with me," Ron said sounding depressed.

"Hunny, I love you, but I don't want you breaking my car," Lily said kindly.

Ron and Lily talked the rest of the way to the hotel as Hermione looked around, taking in the scenes, just like Harry. There was so much to see. He couldn't wait for it to be night, when all the lights would be shinning bright and the town would be alive with action.

They reached the hotel and got out of the car. Lily told them to follow her and said they would get their things later.

She checked them in as the other three waited in the lobby. Ron began walking around and touching things like a kid in a candy store. Hermione and Harry were sitting in big cushy chairs by a stairway that led to the elevator.

"I can't wait to see him on the elevator," said Hermione chuckling. She was right. Harry knew that an elevator would be too much for Ron to handle in one day.

"Come on people," said Lily. "We get to see the rooms. Guys, you have your own rooms while Hermie and I have our own."

They walked up the stairs to the elevator. Ron began to push the up button numerous times until Lily told him to chill and that it would be there soon. When they walked in, Lily looked at their keys and found they were on level 11. She pushed the 11 button, but Ron could not contain himself and pushed all the buttons from 1 all the way to level 16. They rode the ride twice until Hermione flipped and told him that if he did it again he would walk up the stairs to floor eleven from level one. Ron obeyed and they were finally able to get to their rooms. Harry took the key from Ron knowing that if Ron was doing it, it would be an all day thing and it would be night before they could actually get into the room.

He slipped the key in and it was accepted with a soft click. He opened the door and was immediately in awe. The room looked like a house. There were big cushy chairs and a kitchenette set around the side with a wet bar. There was a big screen T.V around the chairs. He walked over the bathroom and saw a jacouzie bathtub next to the shower. There were two sinks and each was made out of pink marble. The tile was soft and cold, but was nice and textured for no slipping. The tub and shower were white marble. He moved into the master bedroom and found that there were three beds, three chests of drawers, another master bathroom, an entertainment center with a PS2 and game cube, and a wrap around balcony. He sat on the bed and was immediately convinced that this was heaven.

Suddenly, a door was opened by Ron and the two girls came in laughing and squealing. Apparently, the doors connected the two rooms.

"Do we know how to choose rooms, or what?!" Lily said laughing.

"I must admit," said Ron. "This is quite possibly the greatest place I've ever been in."

"Oh, Ron. Could you please go get us some ice? It's a big machine just down the hall," said Hermione handing him an ice container.

"No problem," he said.

Ron walked out the room with the key and walked down the hall holding the container. He reached the machine and saw a sign that said 'Out of Order'. Not reading any further, he suspected that was the name of the machine. He put the container under a slit and started to figure out how to work it.

"Now how do I do this?' he muttered to himself. He found a green button the said 'On' and thought 'Duh!!! Piece of cake'. He pushed the button and got closer to watch the ice come out of the slit and into the container. He heard some clicks and then SMACK! Ron was thrown off his feet and onto the floor. He felt his eye and found that he had been smacked in the eye by ice. He got up and was hit in the head by another projectile of ice.

"What the bloody-," 'smack', "Hell is this contraption?!" he screamed. He grabbed the container and made a mad dash down the hall and got hit in the back of the head with another piece of ice. He looked down into the container and saw that it was half full of ice.

"That'll have to do," he said angrily.

He slid the key into the scanner on the door and walked in when the light turned green. Harry, Lily, and Hermione were sitting on the chairs talking, but stopped abruptly when they saw Ron. Lily burst into laughter.

"Don't ask," Ron said glaring at Lily.

"Wasn't gonna," said Harry.

"Good Lord, Ron," Hermione said suppressing a laugh as she looked at Ron's already swollen eye. "It looks like you got in a fight with the ice machine...and the machine won."

"That's what they're called? I thought they were the Out of Order machines," Ron said confused. Lily was still rolling on the chair trying to breathe.

"What the hell are you talking about Ron?" Lily said gasping.

"That sign. It said 'Out of Order'."

"Ron that means it's broken. That's not a good thing. The sign also said use other machine down the hall," said Hermione.

Ron handed her the container, threw up his hands in mock defeat and walked into the master bathroom. He came back out with a cloth and took some ice out of the container Hermione was holding, placed it against his eye, and threw himself on the couch. Lily was still trying to catch her breath.

"Now that Ron has mastered the technology of the ice machine, let's move on to more important matters, shall we?" Hermione said still trying to suppress her laughter.

Lily regained her composure and fixed herself properly on the chair. "Yes, let's," she said. 'Where are we going to go tonight?" she asked.

"I saw a club down the strip called Club G Spot," Hermione said thoughtfully. "Or we could go to this other club called Water Worx."

Harry thought about these two clubs for a moment. Club G Spot sounded like it was going to have the cops break it up later that night and Water Worx sounded okay. 'As long as they wear white tee shirts', he thought evilly.

"I think Water Worx," said Ron as if to read Harry's mind.

"Yeah," Harry agreed fiendishly. "It sounds like fun," he persuaded.

Lily said that she agreed and Hermione said whatever was fine.

"Okay! It's settled then," Lily said. "Let's leave here at around 10:00. For the time being, Hermione!!!! Let's go shopping!!" she said beaming.

At this Hermione sat up and started smiling like a mad woman. Harry was then hit with a gruesome thought. There was only one car. That meant they would drop him and Ron off somewhere. Or.....they would have to go with them. At this thought, Harry gulped.

"What are Ron and I going to do," said Harry nervously.

Lily looked over at him. "If you think you guys are coming with us, think again. We don't want have to listen to your bitching and moaning. It's like you guys have PMS," Lily said with a sly grin. Harry relaxed a little and saw Ron exhale a bit.

At around 2, Hermione and Lily dropped him and Ron off at a store called The Hot Spot.

"We are gonna pick you guys up back here at 6," Lily said. "Don't be late." Harry watched the girls drive off onto the road again.

"Damn," Ron said. "Four hours of shopping? Don't you think they'd get bored?"

"Well," said Harry. "It's only our first day here and Lily just gave us 500 dollars. I mean, the girl is extremely rich. And Hermione's parents are both dentists, so, she must have some money too. And they are teenage girls. Shopping is like, a religion or something for them."

Harry and Ron walked into The Hot Spot and saw that it was a men's clothing store. Ron was taken aback while, for Harry, this was nothing new. They walked around a bit and Harry saw a pair of black shorts that he decided to try on.

Harry walked into the clean smelling dressing room and tried on the shorts. When he walked out, Ron was sitting on a poofy, red chair. Ron looked at Harry.

"Oh my God!!" he said in a girly, gay guy voice. Harry couldn't decide which. "You are soooo wearing those shorts!!!"

Harry was still confused whether he was mocking Lily and Hermione or a gay guy when he walked back into the dressing room. He was leaning toward the gay guy.

* * * * *

Chapter 2:

Lily and Hermione pulled into the parking lot of a store called Butterfly. It was a nice clothing store that had casual and club style clothes. There were shelves and racks filled with halters, tube tops, pants, shorts, hot pants, capris, and more. The girls decided to get several different items of clothing and create outfits to try on. Lily went in first.

When she came out, she was wearing khaki cargo shorts and a white halter. This particular outfit would turn any guys head.

"That's a definite buy," Hermione said looking at the outfit. "It just works."

The second outfit Lily came out in was a red a dress that ended at the knee. The top curved down loosely at the chest. Again, it would turn heads. And again, Hermione agreed.

The very last outfit did nothing for her curves. There was nothing good about it at all. Hermione scrunched up her nose and told her to get back in there before people started looking.

Next it was Hermione's turn. She first tried on an outfit that consisted of blue short shorts and a white tank top. The out fit made her look slim and made her legs look slender. It was perfect. Lily nearly threw herself on her friend to stop the cashier guy who was looking at her best friend. Hermione took this as 'Buy this now, Woman!!!'

The second outfit was a short black skirt and a light blue button down shirt. The colors looked beautiful on Hermione. The cashier did not dare look again in fear of Lily coming after him with a spear.

The third outfit was not a total loss on Hermione but wasn't that great. In the end the girls bought more outfits than expected in just one store and each made them look extremely good.

* * * * *

At six, the girls drove back to The Hot spot and found Harry and Ron with only three bags each. Both were surprised that there were no bags to be seen. But as Lily popped the trunk, they found that there was hardly any room in the trunk for their things. They also noticed that there was no luggage in the trunk.

"Umm....where is our luggage?" asked Harry.

"Hermione and I had to go back to the hotel and drop it off at our rooms to make room for our bags. There should be a space for your things between our bags from Vida Loca and The Jump Off," Lily said in an innocent tone.

Harry and Ron squeezed their things into the tiny space and got back into the car. Lily drove them back to the hotel so they could get their things settled into the hotel so they wouldn't need to think of anything once they pour themselves into bed after the club. Suddenly, there was beeping heard from Lily's pocket. She pulled out her cell phone and answered the call.

"Hello? Hey momma. No it's fine. Yes I'm having fun. You did?! That rules! He was?? Oh that's so funny! He must have been so jealous! Okay momma. Hi daddy. Yes, it's amazing. Okay. Have fun. I'm really happy you guys decided to go there. Really? Wow! Love you too. Bye bye," she said hanging up. "What?" she asked looking at Hermione who was looking at her like she was five years old.

"Yes mommy. No mommy. Okay mommy," Ron said making fun of her.

Hermione reached around and punched Ron in the knee who gave a small cry of pain. "I think that was sweet," she said. "I wish my parents would be like that for me..." her sentence trailed off.

"What do you mean Herms?" Harry asked.

"Well," she said. "They're never home because they always are working. And when they do come home at around 8:00, all they want to do is eat cereal for dinner and go to bed. Even on Sundays we really don't do much. It's only in the summer and Christmas holidays when we really do stuff together. I just wish they had more time for me, ya know?" She looked down at her hands and Harry felt very sorry for her. She always said she loved her parents very much but she never had told them this before.

"Oh honey," Lily said. "Come here." She pulled Hermione's head onto her shoulder and drove the rest of the way like that.

* * * * *

"HERMS!!!!" Lily said loudly. "Honey!! I need your help!"

Thinking that something was wrong, Harry and Ron darted through the open doors that led to the girl's room. They nearly crashed into the door to the master bedroom and looked around and saw Lily in her under garments. She shrieked and put clothes up to her body. Ron quickly turned on his heel and faced the door. Harry stood frozen staring at Lily.

"HARRY?! Do you mind??" she said mortified.

Harry suddenly realized what he was doing and turned around.

"Are you okay, Lily?" Harry asked. "We thought you were hurt or something."

"I just had an outfit question," she said through her teeth. "Now if you don't mind, please leave!!"

Harry and Ron took off back to their room as Hermione came out of the master bathroom and into the bedroom.

"What is it, sweetcake?" she asked.

"Which is better?" she asked. "The black lace top with the black leather mini skirt or the blue button down shirt with black capris?"

Hermione thought for a moment. "I think the black top and black mini skirt. The other out fit would be too heavy if it gets wet and would be waayy too hot. And you can wear the black strapless bra you got at Vicky Secrets."

"Okay hun. Thanks," Lily said smiling.

"Now for me," said Hermione. "I don't really know. You know how bad I am with these things."

Lily looked down at the clothes that Hermione had laid out on her bed. She ultimately decided on the white tie halter with black mini skirt. "Girl, I like white tie halter with the black mini skirt. You know how the people at Vida Loca looked at you when you wore that!"

Hermione blushed and went back to doing her hair. Lily suddenly got a great idea.

"Oh my God, honey!!" she said excitedly. "Let's do each other's hair and make up. I know we could so pull it off!!"

Hermione liked the idea and stopped doing her hair. Lily took out her straightening iron and began to heat it up in the bathroom. She came out and got the hairspray and led Hermione into the bathroom. When the iron was done, she began to straighten her hair. Every so often she would stop, spray the hairspray and start again. When she was done with Hermione's hair, which looked incredible, lily started on her make up. She did a base coat on her cheeks and eyes that matched her skin tone. She lined her eyes with black eyeliner and thickened her eyelashes. She chose a soft pink as the eye shadow. When she got to her lips, she outlined them with a deep red lip pencil and used a shade lighter of lipstick. She then added a coat of gloss on her bottom lip for a pouting look. Hermione looked into the mirror when she was finished and gasped.

"Good Lord," she sighed. "I love it!!" She threw her arms around Lily's neck and put her on the stool. "I'm not as good as you," she said. "But I want to try something. Now, please, it's my first time doing this."

Hermione took the curling iron out and heated it up. She waited patiently for it to be done and kept glancing in the mirror to see how she looked. When the iron was done she turned Lily to face her. She took the front pieces and curled them so they swirled around each other. She took the hairspray and sprayed them so they wouldn't move. Then she set in on the makeup. The base coat she put on matched exactly to her skin tone. She outlined Lily's eyes with the black eye liner just as she had done for her. She put a soft red eye shadow on Lily and put a lighter pink on the bottom eyelid. Like Lily, she outlined her lips with a red and chose a shade darker for lipstick. She added a sparkly gloss over both lips.

"Okay," she said softly. "Take a look."

Lily turned to the mirror and her mouth dropped. This girl was meant to be a cosmetologist. It was perfect.

"Oh Hermione," she gasped. "You did the most amazing job ever!!"

Hermione beamed. "Really?" she asked.

"It's wonderful." Lily got up and hugged Hermione tightly.

The girls unplugged the irons and went into the bedroom. They dressed silently and looked at their reflections in the mirror hanging on the door.

"Are we knock outs, or what?!!" Lily said laughing.

* * * * *

Harry and Ron walked back into the room blushing slightly at what they had just seen. 'I can't believe I stared', Harry thought feeling guilty.

"Man, is she a knock out or what?" asked Ron.

"RON!" Harry said. "You just don't admit your erotic pleasures to the public!"

"Oh come on Harry. You stood there. Staring," Ron contradicted.

Harry looked down and didn't say anything else. He walked into the room and sat on his bed. Ron went into the bathroom with clothes to change. Harry fell back on his bed and stared at the ceiling. 'I can't believe I did that. How perverted can my hormones get? Bad, hormones, bad,' he thought to himself. Just then, the door opened and Ron came out wearing quite possibly the ugliest and faggiest looking thing he had ever seen. It was pink button down shirt with a blue stripe down each shoulder. Ron had taken this shirt and decided that black pants would look great with it. It was hideous.

"You don't plan on wearing that to the club, do you?" Harry asked, dreading the answer.

"Yeah. What's wrong with it?" Ron asked looking down at the outfit. He found nothing wrong with it. Harry shuddered.

"Nothing. Unless you plan on attracting the gayest guy in the whole vicinity of the club," Harry said sarcastically.

Harry got off the bed and went through Ron's trunk. He pulled out a white button down shirt and khaki pants. Harry looked at the shirt and shuddered at how badly it needed ironing.

"Here," he said, tossing Ron the outfit. "This will make you look straight."

Ron took the outfit and walked back into the bathroom. Harry went back to his bed, preparing himself with another outfit incase it made Ron still look gay. Ron walked out of the bathroom. Harry was happy to see that the outfit showed his true sexuality.

Harry took his clothes out of his trunk. He decided on a wife beater and the black shorts he bought at The Hot Spot. He walked into the bathroom and changed quickly. He took some water from the sink into his hands and wet his hair. 'I'm god's gift to women,' he thought to give himself some confidence. He walked out of the bathroom and sat on his bed. Ron was putting on his shoes and asked, "Harry? What if we get, you know, closer to the girls tonight? I mean, they are suddenly really hot. I'm talking Angelina Jolie hot."

Harry thought for a moment about getting 'closer' to Lily. "I think that the girls would either slap us senseless or be too drunk to care. So, either way, you would have nothing to look forward to in the morning."

"Yeah, I guess you're right," Ron agreed.

They waited in their living area for about five minutes when Lily came in. Harry, who had been fully seated on a chair, fell off onto the floor at the sight of her. From the floor, he could see her black heel shoes that made her legs look utterly amazing. He dared not look up for fear of what else he would discover. He quickly got up and immediately his eyes found her chest.

"Humina, humina, humina..." he muttered.

Ron walked over and smacked him on the top of the head and screamed, "OUT, EVIL DEMONS!" This blow knocked Harry off his feet again. He got up and looked at Ron.

"Holy shit, Ron! What was that for?" he asked rubbing his head.

"I didn't want you going over to the dark side," he said.

"I'm sorry hunny boo, but what are you talking about? Do you want me to be gay?" he asked.

Before Ron could answer Hermione walked in. Ron looked over at her and was instantly transfixed. Ron's eyes glazed over.

"EEEEEEE YAAAAAAAAWWWWW!!!!!" Harry shouted.

Harry smacked into Ron and tackled him into the couch. Harry got up and sat down in a chair pretending like he did nothing. Ron got up instantly and tried to make himself seem...'suave'. Like he meant to soar onto the couch. Hermione stared at him like she didn't know or want to know him. Lily just stared into space shaking her head.

"Men," she sighed.

"Hello ladies," said Ron attempting to be casually cool.

"Ron, don't pull that bull. You know that Harry tackled you into the couch so don't pretend like you meant to do it," Hermione said annoyed.

"The Ron Master does not...'pull bull'," he said. "He......I don't know what he does. Harry? What was that for?"

"Ahh, revenge is sweet," he said simply. Harry looked at Ron who looked like he wanted to bite Harry's head off. Harry just smiled impishly.