The group hit the Vegas strip, the noise something foreign to them in the city that never sleeps. Samantha was walking with the girls, talking nonstop about this, that and everything in between. The men stood behind, talking just about as much.
"So, how old are you all anyway?" John asked. Ron was the first to speak up this time.
"We are all twenty two, except Ginny she just turned twenty one. We all attend Hog…" He started, then stopped himself. Thought for a second then continued. "Hogsford University together." Draco exhaled; relieved Ron didn't blow their cover.
"Oh very cool. What do you go for?" Harry looked over at Draco and Ron, then said,
"Well, Hermione, Draco and I are all going for law. Ron is going for marketing and Reina and Ginny are both going for business. What about you and Samantha? Do you have any plans like that?" John shook his head.
"Yeah, I also go for business and Sam wants to be a surgeon. Speaking of, what did you do to your arm?" He looked at Draco, who was bleeding through his bandage.
"Oh…its nothing really. Put my arm on a scalding hot pipe in my cellar." He laughed nervously. "Stupid mistake if you ask me." John laughed.
"Be careful with that man, you're going to bleed on your shirt. And what about you? Where did you get that scar?" John asked Harry. Harry looked down at the ground, thinking of a lie.
"My parents died in a car accident when I was a baby, some glass shards from the window cut me." John looked at him in awe.
"Damn! That's like, a perfect lightning bolt!" He nervously laughed as they came up to the doors of another club. Sam turned around to face the men.
"We have a couple English freaks up here!" She giggled. "I think we are about to have an awesome night!" She walked in first, followed by John, who turned around and gave them a look that said, 'are you coming?'
"We will come in, in just a second." Harry said, motioning the girls over to them. "Do they seem a bit…strange to you?" Draco looked at Harry, then at Ron.
"I don't know about the girl, but John sure is strange. Did you see how he eyeballed my arm? It was almost like…"
"He knew." Ron cut in. Draco nodded in agreement. "I was thinking the same exact thing when he kept questioning us on what we were doing with our lives, like he was trying to get us to slip something. I almost slipped about Hogwarts, and he gave me that look like, 'I know what you were going to say don't lie to me.'"
"I got the same Vibe. What about you guys? Did Sam seem…off?" Ginny looked at Hermione and Reina, who all kind of shrugged.
"Well, she did ask a lot of nosy questions. Like where exactly we were from. Hermione could answer normally, but Reina and I….not so much." Ginny laced her fingers with Harry's.
"We better go in, the sooner we go, the sooner we can get back. Just go with the flow. They get us a drink, drink it, but watch it carefully so we don't get drugged." Hermione said. Ron laughed,
"Well, we are celebrating two fake engagements and one real engagement, so we might as well try to enjoy our night before getting out of here and to our real destination…Reina." He said, giving her the fake evil eyes. They all laughed as they walked into the club. The atmosphere was smoky and dark, with loud music playing. They saw Sam and John sitting at a table in the corner and walked over to join them.
"Were you plotting something? You crazy English people!" Sam said, giving Reina a playful punch to her shoulder. "We ordered you guys some more shots! Ever try Jager?" They shook their heads as their waitress came over with a round of shots.
"You will like this a lot more than the Tequila we had at the other place." John picked up his shot glass and lifted it in the air. "To long, happy lives with our soulmates!" They once again clanked their shot glasses together and downed it in one swift gulp. All of them gasped for air, the alcohol burning their insides.
"It…tasted like black licorice." Harry said, slowly putting the shot glass down.
"It looked almost like a potion of sorts, didn't it?" Sam said, licking her lips. "I like to call it a sex potion, because it gets you tipsy fast and makes you want to take off your clothes." She playfully bit John on the ear. The group began to notice their heads going into a fog, which was the alcohol taking effect. Ginny began to giggle with Hermione, who were whispering something, both girls loosening up from all the alcohol.
"I don't understand, I am barley feeling it at all, but I seem to be the only one." Draco said, looking at Reina whose eyes seemed a little glossed over.
"You need another shot then!" Sam said, waving the waitress over. "or better yet a full on drink! How about you try a long island iced tea! They are amazing." Draco nodded and ordered a drink. He looked over at Reina.
"Would you like one darling?" He said, playing the part with a wink. She smiled and nodded her head.
"It looks like we are going to get pretty messed up tonight. I think we deserve it, being hunted and all." Reina looked up, Sam and John were eyeballing her. She looked at Draco, who, not feeling the effects of the alcohol yet, said quickly,
"Our families don't approve of us being together. They are legitimately hunting for us to stop our engagement." Sam shook her head.
"Your families don't approve, or are you being hunted by something more sinister?" She nodded at John, who without skipping a beat walked behind Draco and pinned him to the chair.
"What the hell are you doing?" He yelled, trying to fight off the muscular man. Sam walked over to him and grabbed his arm.
"Look guys, you're cool, but you are terrible liars." She grabbed the cloth around Draco's forearm. With a quick yank, she pulled it off. Her and John gasped loudly at the same time, when all that was revealed was a skinless patch of arm, with the faint remains of a dark mark in the wound. She looked him in the eyes, but remained silent. John let go of Draco, walking back to Sam, putting his hands on her shoulders. Finally Harry stood up.
"What is going on? Who are you?" He asked the couple, who clearly looked embarrassed.
"Look, we heard you talking about muggle money. Hearing you use the term muggle told us you weren't ordinary humans. You are witches and Wizards." All their jaws dropped, they didn't expect that at all.
"We both had a vibe when you walked in, specially about Draco. But you can't hide anymore, you evil Death eater." He pulled a wand out of his jacket and pointed it at Draco, who looked up at him.
"Did you really think you could outsmart us Death eater? Well, it's time for you to die and join your other fallen comrades in hell where you belong." Sam yelled, pointing her wand in his face as well.
"Wait, I'm not a death eater anymore." They both stopped and looked at each other. Harry spoke up,
"He used to be, but he changed. He's with us in a battle to fight the death eaters. They almost killed him, Reina and Ron. Held them prisoner and everything." Sam lowered her wand.
"We should talk somewhere more private. How about one of our rooms at the hotel?" They all agreed that was a better idea and took off for the hotel again. They rode the shuttle back in mere minutes, got off, and went up to Hermione, Ron, Harry and Ginny's room.
"Okay, we can promise you Draco isn't a death eater anymore. They maimed him, made it clear they wanted nothing to do with him." John, still eyeballing Draco, said quietly,
"And why did you change your mind after serving them for so long?" Draco shrugged, putting his arms around Reina.
"They were after Reina. Instead of turning her over, I hid her and tried to keep her safe. I truly do love her, that part wasn't a lie."
"Are any of you even engaged?" Sam laughed, looking at the group of misfits in front of her.
"Only Hermione and myself." Ron said, kissing Hermione on the cheek. They all laughed for a moment, but then got serious again.
" I want proof that Draco is no longer a death eater or I'm going to turn him over to the American Magic Association." Draco stood up, furious and ripped off his shirt.
"You want proof? Here's your damn proof!" He turned around, revealing the deep, jagged cuts Bellatrix left across his back. Sam gasped loud, and John exhaled sharply. "Tell me, what does it say?" Draco yelled once again, still standing to everyone with his naked back exposed. Finally, John piped in after staring in awe after what seemed like five minutes.
"It…well. It says Traitor."