To those of you who read "Who Gets Hurt In A Love Triangle", welcome back, to the rest, good day to you! This is a sequel to WGHIALT, but reading it is not required to understand this one.

Main Characters:
Harry Potter
Ron Weasley
Dean Thomas
Seamus Finnegan
Hermione Granger
*surprise character*

Plot:
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Dean and Seamus have finally finished Hogwarts, and with studying behind them, for the males at least, they seem to have nothing left to do but eat, fornicate, sleep and fornicate, maybe not in that order. Will anything be able to bring them out of that stupor?

Release Date For Full Story:
Chapters being released on the first of every month

The sun glistened down on the river, making the very water seem alive with energy. Spring was in full swing, and countless blossoms, flowers and buds could be seen at just a quick glance. The sky was a deep, passionate blue, broken beautifully by several fluffy clouds. A few rabbits sat near the trees by the entrance to the small clearing looking almost like small grey statues. The only noise for miles around was the cascade of a small waterfall and a heron occasionally flying overhead. A water snake glided steadily down river, it's above the water, twisting around like a small periscope.

Suddenly, a noise like a bull-whip filled the air, sending the animals flying, bouncing or diving to cover. Five adults, barely older than nineteen or twenty stood in the centre of the clearing beside the river bed, a small basket in the hand of one and a roll of blanket in another's. A small beaded bag, in the hand of the only girl of the group, reflected the sharp sunlight.

"Where are we again?" Dean said, letting go of Ron and Seamus' hands, both of whom let go of the hands of those beside them. Hermione had decided that a day out would be nice and so had insisted she take everyone by side along apparition. It added to the surprise apparently.

"This, Dean, is the Forest of Dean." She replied, gazing around in near reverence at the clearing.

"Sweet" Seamus said, already taking his shoes and socks off. "Can I swim now mother?"

Hermione rolled her eyes and walked off, leaving Seamus to guess at an answer. Ron pulled his shirt off and ran towards the small river, kicking off his own shoes as he went. Harry walked behind him, picking up the trail of clothes left by Seamus and Ron. Dean followed Hermione towards a small Willow tree that leant over the river, its leaves gently stroking the water's surface.

"Your single" he said, sitting down beneath it.

"Outstanding to Dean Thomas for his observational skills" Hermione said jokingly, lounging down beside him.

"Let me try again. I need to find you a boyfriend".

"And if I also decided I'm gay?"

"All the better. Any lads I confronted would think I planned some sort of sick, non-consensual role play for them."

"And girls wouldn't?"

"Are you trying to tell me something Mione?"

Hermione laughed and looked down the river towards the small waterfall at which Seamus appeared to be staring longingly.

"How long do you think until he jumps?" Dean asked, also looking across at Seamus.

"I would have thought you were best for judging his reckless side".

"He's a whore".

"Always nice to hear" Hermione said, looking at him with laughable bewilderment etched across her face.

"Sorry, could have phrased that better. He isn't reckless, he's a whore".

"I suppose that makes more sense".

"He's a nice whore though" Dean said as if Hermione hadn't spoken. "Fucks really well. Knows just how to hit the right spot".

Hermione suddenly erupted in laughter and set about unrolling the mat. Dean stood up and stripped off to his boxers then ran down to the river. Upon his arrival, it was revealed that Seamus did not want to jump. He wanted Harry to.

Harry, however, had other things on his mind. The Forest of Dean. A sanctuary during his so-called seventh year whilst he searched for Voldermort's horcruxes. Ironically, the most peaceful period of his life. Not the fighting bit, that would be odd, to say the least, but the time in the forest. He had found true serenity then, something only a few were able to say about that time.

However, Harry's real problem was now, as Seamus seemed adamant that Harry would climb the waterfall.

"Go on mate" Seamus argued, "Ron'll think you're a pussy otherwise. And we all know he doesn't like that kinda thing".

Harry laughed and swam towards the waterfall, looking around for any blatant hazards. Seamus may be an idiot, but he wasn't. After a few minutes though, no danger was found and Harry climbed onto shore, the weight of the water pulling at his boxers making him throw his hands down to stop them slipping down his legs. He started climbing the waterfall, feeling all eyes on him. Which was a pretty good feeling, knowing that three gay lads are staring at you boxer-clad arse as you climb a rocky mound, water trickling down your back. Harry smiled, and muttered to himself.

"Not bragging or anything" he said as he reached the top. He heard Seamus wolf whistle and absentmindedly pulled his boxers up a few centimeters scared that they may have slipped to an extent Hermione may not have wished to see.

Turning around, Harry faced out past the top of the trees. The outcrop was higher than he had originally thought. Either that or the trees lower. However he looked at it however, the water was definitely a drop and a half away.

"Fuck it" Harry said, running forwards and leaping from the outcrop, plunging down in a spiral of limbs, water and screams.

Screams of joy.

Exhilaration.

Harry hadn't felt so alive in years. It was surprising how boring fighting Voldermort could get at times.

The water rushed up to meet Harry, seemingly latching onto his feet and dragging him under. He heard whoops from Seamus and Ron, and Hermione's reassuringly condescending voice saying something along the lines of, "Hormones".

The water had looked choppy, dangerous, inviting from above, but below, under the surface, it seemed almost like a whole new world. It was funny how a few meters of space could open up to a whole new world, a whole new escape. However, humans had a fundamental flaw.

Harry resurfaced, gulping down the air and looking around for his boyfriend, secretly hoping to see Ron worry about him. Wondering if Ron's tough exterior hid a real teddy bear inside. However, Ron was looking at Hermione with a look of pure incredulity in his eyes.

"He's not pregnant Mione".

Hermione rolled her eyes and walked back to the tree, shaking with suppressed laughter at Ron's stupidity. A few seconds later, Seamus and Dean dropped down behind Harry, pulling him down with them, again, entering the whole new world

Love, Joe