Chapter 2

They stood…and there was some staring involved.

"I think he took it rather well." said Hermione.

Ginny looked at Ron. Ron looked at Ginny. They both looked at Hermione. They all stared at Harry.

"Sure, my darling (insert sickeningly sweet pet names) dear. Of course he took it well." Ron patronized.

She smiled serenely and floated towards the stairwell. Then she hit her head on the doorframe and discovered the dangers of floating too high.

"You're going to Vegas? Without me!" Ginny addressed Ron.

"Yep."

"Wait…you realized you like Hermione?"

"Nope, just going to Vegas to elope with her."

"I see."

"Where?" Ron looks around, frantically.

forehead smack

Ron walks off in a daze. He absentmindedly follows Hermione's trail, head bump and all.

"Probably going off to have hot passionate sex." grumbled Ginny, pissed at the fact that she, currently, was not 'getting any.'

"Sex?" a groggy Harry said, well, groggily. He fainted again.

"What is with that boy?" Ginny wondered. "Perhaps he would feel better if he were in bed." she tried not to think of what she could do with an unconscious boy in a bed. Half-heartedly abandoning that train of thought, she tried to pick up Harry.

No such luck for Ginny.

"Damn!"

She thought. And thought. And grimaced because she heard thumping upstairs. And thought again.

"Ha!" Cried she and grabbed his foot and dragged him to his dormitory. Head bonking all the way.

Vegas: One Week Later

"So hiccough Her…Hermio hiccough Hermninee…" slurred Ron.

"Ron, you're drinking a virgin daquari."

"Her-whatsit! It isn't proper to say such things aloud." Ron looked somewhat violated. authoress salivates

"Oh my! How could I? I hope no one heard. How scandalous!"

Ron and Hermione were staying at the big pyramid in Vegas. Thankfully before they eloped, Ron realized his feelings. Now they were gambling, drinking whispers virgin end whisper drinks and having good, old-fashioned kinky time.

Back to Hogwarts zoom screeches to a halt before hitting the pole

Harry was convinced that he was dreaming. It is quite possible too, seeing how he has shown up for classes naked and has molested Mrs. Norris. Most people actually did believe that Harry was dreaming. This was unfortunate because Ginny was getting a headache from hitting her forehead in disbelief.

Once again Ginny tries to rouse the 'dreaming' Harry.

"Harry!" Ginny shakes him violently.

"What?" replied Harry.

She stopped. That was the first time he responded to her. "Harry, who am I?"

"Ginny, Queen of the Common Room."

"Right, now who are you?"

"I'm 'arry Pott'r"

"Good, now where are Ron and Hermione?"

"Having a kinky good time in the City of Sin." realization of what he just said dawned on him.

"THEY LEFT ME!" he cried.

A/N: See! I didn't abandon it. Hope you enjoyed this chapter.

henrietta-Black: Thanks! Glad I can write comedy as well as extreme angst.

Miss Effie: Yeah, yeah I'll fix the typos…eventually. I know it's fast. It isn't like this is an AgiVega fic or anything. I do like your summary of the chappie though. Hope you like my pole reference. Lurve, Sweets.

Sabine Strohem-Moss: Yay! I made a funny.

JerryGirl: Totally stealing your idea! hugs Just for that I might protect from Tom and Gale for a week!