Alright I'm back with a REAL chapter! I am sorry about that last one and hope that you forgive me. If not, then I hope that this makes up for it!

I actually have thought about these two in Vegas on a Muggle Trip, so I am glad that I have finally written a story for it.

Anyways...on to the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or, in any way, Las Vegas. The club is from my own imagination; I don't even know the older side of Vegas yet!


What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. Isn't that the saying? There was an ounce of truth in it, right? Harry sincerely hoped so, for this was not something that he ever wanted to tell Ron. It's not that what was happening was bad, it was just that he knew that Ron wouldn't understand and he certainly did not want to have to be the one to explain this very Muggle tradition to him.

Shaking his head to himself he turned his back to the stage and leaned against the bar, waving the barman down. He ordered a Bud Light, something that the—obviously—drunk couple to his right had suggested for him when he had admitted earlier that night that he did not know very much about beers.

He turned slightly in his seat as he brought the bottle to his lips, searching the room for those brown curls that he could spot anywhere. He finally spotted her up near the stage, sitting next to the new friend she had made that night at the table that he had barely managed to escape. As he watched she laughed, a hand flying up to her head to hold onto the hat that she had won while out and about that day.

Hermione must have felt someone's eyes on her for she looked over, grinning when she spotted him. He shook his head when she tried waving him over, lifting his beer up to her before taking another drink. She shrugged at him, sticking out her tongue childishly to him before her attention was drawn back to the stage, where the lights had just dimmed.

When the music started Harry spun in his seat, his grip on the bottle tightening when the whistles and catcalls started. "The things I do for my friends…" he muttered, downing half the bottle in the next gulp. The lights came back, changing colors and flashing through the air like they would at a rave. The beat of the music rocked through the floors, pounding in his chest. Harry finished his beer, the third he'd had since entering the building.

Due to Harry and Hermione being the only ones in their group brought up in the Muggle world, when Hermione and Ron had announced their engagement the duty of a Muggle bachelorette party fell to him. It could have gone to Ginny, admittedly, but back in their Hogwarts days Harry had jokingly told Hermione that he would take her to Vegas for hers, if she took him to Vegas for his bachelor party. It turned out that she had taken him seriously for the minute that everyone was done congratulating him she had turned to him and told him bluntly that she was expecting to have a roaring good time in Vegas.

Harry and Hermione ended up being the only ones to go, and they had chosen to go a month before the wedding, so that they could have a day to recuperate and get back to England; plus, this way it did not get noted by some nosy reporter that she was out with one man the night before she got married to another.

Not that it was bad, considering that it was just Harry and he was her brother and so much a part of her after all that the three of them had been through, but some people did not understand that and they knew that if they did it the normal way drama would be made.

So here they were, in a busy night club in Vegas that just so happened, oddly enough, to cater strippers for both sexes. Harry had not looked at the girls when they had gone before, unless some comment was made and Hermione and her new buddy, Rachel, wanted his opinion. Now that the men were going he was not going to turn, no matter if she called for him. He refused to be scarred for life any more than he already was going to be!

With that thought in mind Harry signaled down the bartender again, ordering his fourth drink. He was going to have a long wait, he knew. He might as well get really drunk while he was at it.


Well, I hope that you enjoyed this! I might have another story done in this 'verse, but I am not sure yet! I guess you'll find out when I do, lol.

Reviews are always greatly appreciated!