As Draco expected, Blaise was less than impressed when he informed him that Astoria had invited herself along to Las Vegas. Also as expected, Blaise was reluctant to tell Astoria she couldn't join them as he didn't want to have to put up with the inevitable strop she would throw. In the end he conceded that Astoria was going to join them, and to make things easier he even suggested she brought Daphne along with her. At least that way the two Greengrass sisters could entertain themselves while Blaise, Draco and the boys had a bit of fun.

When it came to booking the hotel, Blaise booked suites at The Grand Phoenix, as it was the only one of the three wizarding hotels which housed a spa. The other hotels, The Kingside and The Meridian, lacked that particular facility, although non-guests could make use of the facilities of the hotels. Blaise just thought it was easier if they stayed in the hotel with the spa, so it was easier to persuade Astoria and Daphne to use the facility for a few hours and give them some peace.

On the weekend in question, Blaise had arranged for the group to travel by port key from his office. They were leaving after work on the Friday, and everyone was to be in Blaise's office at six o'clock sharp. Luckily everyone was on time, and by quarter to six everyone was gathered in Blaise's office. Draco and Blaise had even had time to head home, quickly get changed and grab their overnight bags.

"Here's to Vegas," Blaise said, handing round small glasses of fire-whisky. He'd decided they would have a drink as their port keys weren't due to activate until six.

"Let's just hope it's as good as you say," Theo Nott said, taking the glass off his friend.

"It'll be better," Blaise vowed.

"Well I think if you open a hotel there, you need to find better methods of transportation," Astoria sniffed as she refused the drink Blaise offered her. "Travelling so far by port key is very unsettling. It plays havoc with my hair."

"Merlin forbid anything messes with the hair," Draco muttered under his breath. Hermione had often joked that he was vain and was overly concerned with his hair, but he had nothing on Astoria, who refused to leave the house if even one of her blonde hairs was out of place.

"International travel isn't easy, Astoria," Blaise pointed out. "Establishing a secure floo connection can prove tricky. At the moment, port keys are the safest method to travel long distances."

"I think you should work on the floo connection," Astoria replied with a shrug. "It's better than using port keys."

"But you don't like travelling by floo," Theo pointed out. "You're always complaining it leaves soot on your clothes."

"I'd rather brush soot off my clothes than have wild hair," Astoria retorted.

"That's not what you said last Christmas," Theo argued. "Last Christmas you swore never to use the floo again."

"That was because when I visited you and Daphne, you hadn't bothered to clean the fire in years and I ended up covered in soot. I was black from head to foot. It took days to get my hair back to normal."

"I did warn you not to travel by floo," Daphne said to her sister, hiding her smirk as she remembered the incident. "We'd only just moved in, and we did say we weren't sure of the state of the fire."

"You don't invite guests round and not clean the fire," Astoria argued.

Exchanging amused glances with Draco, Blaise announced it was nearly time to leave and gathering up the glasses, he put them to one side and began organising the port key. Since there was just the six of them, Blaise had just organised one port key. Gathering around the port key, which was a shiny black rock, everyone made sure they had everything as they held onto it.

"Here we go," Blaise called excitedly when the rock began to glow.

Seconds later, the group felt the pull of the port key and they were whisked away to Las Vegas. When they landed, in a small bright blue room, they all took a few moments to acclimatise to being back on solid ground.

"Ugh, I get Astoria's point," Gregory Goyle muttered. "I've never used a port key to travel so far, and it's not nice."

"Told you so," Astoria crowed triumphantly as she pulled out a small compact mirror from her handbag and began to fix her hair.

"If you don't like it, you could always travel the muggle way," Blaise said. As he expected, Astoria pulled a disgusted face at the thought of mingling with muggles. "Thought not," he muttered, before raising his breath and addressing everyone. "Anyway, let's go and check in."

Since there was only the one door in the room it was fairly obvious how they were going to get to the main body of the hotel. Sure enough, when they exited the room they found themselves in a large reception lobby. Walking over to the elegant glass desk, Blaise greeted the receptionist with a warm smile.

"I'm Blaise Zabini, I've got a group booking."

"Of course Mr Zabini," the receptionist replied. Tapping on a piece of parchment in front of her, details of the booking appeared and four golden keys landed on the desk. "We have four suites for you. If you would just like to sign for your keys, one person per key please."

The four wizards signed for the keys, and after thanking the receptionist they headed for the large elevator at the back of the lobby. All their rooms were on the fifteenth floor, but they were spread a decent distance from each other as all the suites were spaced a decent way apart and were all rather large. One by one, the group found their rooms, until Draco and Astoria were the only ones left.

"Trust us to have the room furthest from the elevator," Astoria grumbled as Draco opened the door to the suite at the end of the corridor.

"It's just the luck of the draw," Draco replied, biting his lip to stop himself from complaining about Astoria's attitude. He knew from experience that complaining wouldn't change anything, Astoria was a bitch and nothing he could say would stop her from moaning if she wanted to.

The suite they were in was split into two parts, with a white double door that could be shut to separate the bedroom from the living room. The living room was decorated in natural shades of cream and beige, with brightly coloured pictures on the walls. The bedroom was painted a deep red colour and the bed was covered in red and black sheets.

"Ugh, it's a bit much isn't it?" Astoria complained as Draco dumped the bags on the bed and checked out the adjoining bathroom. "Why so much red?"

"Obviously it's the colour of the room," Draco replied from the bathroom. He actually agreed with Astoria that the bedroom was a bit much, but he had to admit the bathroom was stunning.

Everything was white marble, including the large shower and sunken Jacuzzi situated beside a large window. Draco immediately thought of the fun he could have in the Jacuzzi, if only he was with someone else and not Astoria.

"Now this is more like it," Astoria announced with a satisfied smile as she entered the bathroom. "This, I like. Just look at the Jacuzzi. Do you think we have time to try it?"

"Not before dinner," Draco replied, putting Astoria off for a while. He doubted he would manage to avoid being intimate with her all weekend, but he was going to try his best. "We need to unpack and change. Using the Jacuzzi will just delay us."

"You're right," Astoria replied with a thoughtful nod. "I think a shower could be the best solution. After all, I need to wash my hair after that awful port key journey."

"You can use the bathroom first and I'll unpack," Draco said, darting back into the bedroom.

"I need to unpack before I can use the bathroom," Astoria said, following after Draco. "Whoever's finished first can use the bathroom first."

It didn't take Draco more than ten minutes to unpack, but he still chose not to use the bathroom first. Instead he left Astoria finishing her unpacking and headed into the living area of the suite. On the coffee table he'd noticed a brochure advertising the hotel's facilities and he settled down to have a look. Even though he and Blaise were planning on checking out the three hotels for themselves, it wouldn't hurt to have a glance at what was supposedly on offer.

"I'm hopping in the shower," Astoria called, poking her head round the half shut door. "Do you want to come and scrub my back?"

"It'll only hold us up," Draco answered. "You go ahead, and I'll be there to get ready shortly."

Astoria pouted in disappointment before flouncing off to the bathroom. As the door slammed shut behind her, Draco winced at the sound. This was exactly why he didn't let Astoria move into his penthouse. He liked having his own space, and he didn't want to have to permanently deal with a temperamental witch who sulked every time he refused her sexual advances. However, on weekends like this it was inevitable they ended up sharing a room, and he always went home feeling relieved that they didn't yet live together. He was dreading the day he wouldn't be able to avoid letting her move in with him, then again, he was also dreading the day she was going to become his wife.

Knowing there was no point in heading to get ready until Astoria was out of the bathroom, Draco flicked through the brochure on the table for a while. When he heard Astoria finish up in the bathroom, he headed into the bedroom to sort his himself out. As he grabbed what he would need for his shower, Astoria settled herself on the bed with a tub of body lotion, and removing her towel, she began to apply it over her naked body. Draco watched her for a minute, very aware that the sight did nothing for him, before heading into the bathroom to have his shower.

By the time Draco emerged from the bathroom, Astoria was sitting at the dressing table in her underwear. Silently the pair each got ready for the evening. Draco decided to go casual with a deep green shirt and his normal black dress trousers, while Astoria had decided to go all out in a long, tight sapphire dress with a plunging neckline. By the time she teased her blonde hair up on top of her head and added a fortunes worth of jewels she was ready to go.

"You look lovely," Draco said sincerely. While he may not have loved Astoria, or even been that attracted to her, there was no doubt she was a beautiful witch and when she was dressed up she always looked stunning.

"Thank you," Astoria replied with a smile as she took Draco's arm and let her fiancé lead the way from the room.

By the time they reached the elevator, they'd been joined by Greg, who was slightly drooling at the sight of Astoria. Down in the lobby they found Blaise already waiting for them, and shortly after they'd arrived, the elevator returned with Theo and Daphne stepping out of it.

"I've booked us a table at the hotel's top restaurant," Blaise explained. "I then thought we could have a walk. The other two hotels are both within walking distance, not to mention the shopping complex. I figured we could get a feel of the place before exploring properly tomorrow."

"Sounds fine to me," Draco replied.

After finding out where the restaurant was located, the group made their way there. The restaurant was on the very top floor, and the entire ceiling and walls were made from glass, offering stunning views across Las Vegas. As they ordered drinks, the waiter explained that the view on one side of the hotel was wizarding Vegas while on the other side, it was muggle Vegas.

"We're not venturing into the muggle world, are we?" Daphne checked once the waiter had gone.

"No," Blaise replied. "There's pretty strict regulations in place to cross over into the muggle part of Vegas, but it's not why we're here. We're here to check out the wizarding side and see if it's worth getting in on the action."

"This place certainly seems to be doing good business," Theo remarked. Practically every table was full, and even in the few minutes they'd been sitting they'd seen guests turned away because they hadn't pre-booked and the place was fully booked.

It was soon very clear why the place was fully booked as dinner was served and it was the most delicious meal any of them had ever ate. As rich, pure-bloods they were all used to dining at the poshest restaurants and eating the finest foods, and the restaurant certainly lived up to their high expectations.

After a delicious dinner, the group headed back downstairs and explored some of the facilities their hotel had to offer. After an hour roaming around the casino and having a couple of drinks, they left the hotel and set off wandering along the road. Blaise pointed out the shopping complex not ten minutes down the road and Astoria and Daphne immediately made plans to visit the place the following day before they hit the spa.

A short walk past the shopping complex was the first of the other two hotels, The Meridian. Wandering into the lobby of the hotel, Blaise checked out the facilities while Daphne and Astoria's attention was caught by a billboard advertising a show the following evening. The show was an exclusive performance by Armando Blaketon, a famous male singer both Daphne and Astoria loved.

"Do you want me to get you tickets?" Draco offered.

"But you don't like him," Astoria pointed out. She'd tried to get Draco to take her to one of his concerts before, but he'd always refused.

"I didn't mean for me," Draco replied. "I can see if I can get tickets for you and Daphne. You can then come over here tomorrow might and enjoy the show."

Of course Astoria wasn't going to pass up the opportunity to see her favourite singer live, so she accepted Draco's offer. Ten minutes later, Draco had bought two tickets to the show, which he handed over to his thrilled fiancée.

"You're amazing," Astoria squealed, throwing her arms around Draco and giving him a deep kiss. "I love you so much, Draco."

Draco brushed off Astoria's claims with a smile as they left the hotel and carried on walking. He knew she didn't love him, she just claimed to whenever he flashed the cash and gave her something expensive. The words 'I love you' only ever left Astoria's mouth if she was getting something in return.

Just after leaving The Meridian, the group passed by a small white chapel. When Blaise explained what it was, Astoria and Daphne were less than impressed by the fact people could get married at the drop of a hat.

"It's so tacky," Astoria remarked with a grimace. "Who would want to get married in such a pathetic little place?"

"Obviously someone with no taste," Daphne replied.

"Well since no-one here is going to get married this weekend, it doesn't matter," Blaise said. "And look, there's the final hotel, The Kingside."

After briefly checking out the third hotel, the group returned to their own hotel, where they had a few more drinks and then headed off to spend a few more hours in the casino. In order to keep Astoria out of his hair, Draco changed a pile of galleons into chips and handed them to Astoria.

"Go have fun," he urged. "Anything you win, is yours. You can buy yourself something nice tomorrow."

After giving Draco a kiss, an ecstatic Astoria hurried off with Daphne at her side. Draco suspected she would play with some of the chips in the hopes that she would win, but if she didn't, she would likely pocket the rest and turn them back to money so she had a bit more when she went shopping. Not that Draco minded what she did, he was just pleased to get her out of his hair for a few hours so he could have some fun with his friends and see if he thought it was worth setting up a hotel in the city.