The Party Thower: Back in Hogwarts by Harry85

Rating: R
Genres: Romance, Humor
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 6
Published: 06/12/2005
Last Updated: 29/12/2005
Status: Completed

SEquel to The Party Thrower, story based on the movie "Van Wilder". If you read,
please leave a comment!




1. Adieu, Hogwarts!
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**Disclaimer:** I don't own Harry Potter. JK Rowling does.

**A/N:** I enjoyed so much writing the first one, and I thought it needed closure, so here me
again with the sequel. Hope you'll enjoy.

**The Party Thrower****: Back in** **Hogwarts**

**Chapter One**

**“Adieu,** **Hogwarts****”**

(Harry's POV)

After the Hawaiian party I threw before leaving Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry once
and for all had finished and all the students had finally gone to sleep a bit (it was three in the
morning), I remained on the shore of the lake with my new girlfriend, Hermione Granger.

As you all know, I chased her all the last semester and had to overcome her boyfriend's
attempt to ruin me, that is the reason why in the end I had to graduate. But Mione had managed to
make me see real life was outside Hogwarts, so I would have graduated all the same, I think. Maybe
not so hastily, though.

Well, now, enough with this flashback thing. Time to go on…

(Third Person POV)

“Cent for your thoughts?” Hermione said, after Harry had been silent for some time.

“What? Oh, nothing. I was just thinking about what I'll do in my future”

“And what would that be?” she asked

“I don't bloody know!” he said, upset. “I need to figure it out”

“Well, then maybe it's better if I leave you alone to your thoughts” she said, a bit hurt by
his snappish tone. She stood up and moved to walk away, but he grabbed her by her wrist.

“Please, don't” he said softly. “I'm sorry for being upset. It's just that I'm
scared”

She sat back near him, wrapping her arms around him.

“Well, it's kind of normal. Everyone is a bit scared once they graduate. Real life is a big
mystery at that point. But if you care for my opinion, you should try and follow your skills. I
mean, you graduated, you've great talent for leisure, that's what you can do the best. You
should follow that path. On the other hand, you seem to have great talent for vanquishing Dark
Wizards too, so maybe you could consider an Auror career. And you can play Quidditch very well as a
Seeker, although I've seen better Keepers in my life, so you could go professional” she said to
him. “Well, actually, it *is* kind of confusing…you've three different paths in front of
you

“I know” he said, returning her hug and pulling her closer. “But I don't think I'll play
professional Quidditch. I mean, I love the game, but it brings you too much attention and I already
have that” he said. “Auror career…now, that's fascinating, but I think I've had my fair
share of encounters with dark wizards, so I guess I should try and enter the leisure field”

“I think that's a good idea” Hermione replied.

“By the way, thanks Mione” he said softly.

“For what?” she asked, looking him in the eye.

“Because you saved me” he said, sincerely.

She blushed. “I couldn't really let you get wasted” she whispered.

“And I am really grateful for that” he said before claiming her lips in a sweet kiss.

“It's a shame the night has to end” she said wistfully. “I think it's really time we get
some sleep”

“Hey! It's my last night here! You could at least give me the honour of passing the rest of
it in my dorm” he said her, feigning to be hurt by her words.

She smiled playfully at him.

“Somehow I doubt we would get much sleep that way, Mr. Potter. But I think I'll take up your
offer”

He grinned at her, then stood up and swiftly took her in his arms, starting to carry her.

“Harry! What are you doing?” she asked giggling.

“I'm bringing you up there” he said.

She shook her head and then rested it on his chest.

Few minutes later they were into the room. He laid her on his bed.

“Here you are, milady” he said bowing.

“Well, but I kind of feel lonely here in this bed. We need someone keeping me company. Maybe we
could call Draco?” she said, teasing him.

He tensed.

“Harry, relax. Just kidding. Come here” she said, patting the spot near her.

He did, releasing a breath.

As soon as he was there, she kissed him hungrily.

He answered the kiss with the same passion, pulling her on his lap and searching for the strings
keeping her bikini top in place.

He soon started fumbling with them with his hands, still in full lip lock with her.

Finally he managed to loose the knot and made the material slide down.

Then he started caressing the sides of her breasts. “My, you're gorgeous” he whispered
huskily.

Soon all their clothing was discarded on the floor.

He took one nipple in his mouth, flicking his tongue around it, while with his hand he fondled
the other.

She moaned and arched to push her breasts more into him, and he eagerly continued his
ministrations.

Then he started sliding down, kissing his way to her crotch.

He started caressing her folds, searching for her flesh nub. Once he found it, he caressed it,
licked it with his tongue, making her go crazy.

Soon she came violently, shuddering.

She was by now totally damp, so he entered her.

After some time, they came together.

In the afterglow, they cuddled together under the sheets, her head on his chest and his arm
draped over her back to keep her there.

“I knew we wouldn't get much sleep if we came here” she said sleepily.

“Well, I don't regret it. Do you?” he asked, a trace of fear in his voice.

“Not at all. I love you, Harry” she said.

“I love you too, Mione”

And with that they fell asleep.

Next morning, he woke up with a weight on his chest.

He smiled remembering the previous night, and started caressing her head.

Soon he felt her shifting, so he looked down just to find himself drowning in her chocolate
eyes. The same happened to her, she felt like melting every time she looked in his green pools.

“Good morning, sexy” he said, smiling.

“Good morning, handsome” she replied, then kissed him on the tip of his nose. “We better get out
of bed, we've to leave soon” she said then, pushing the sheets away and walking toward the
bathroom.

Harry simply stared at her, naked in all her glory.

Finally he managed to speak again.

“Yeah, better get going. I want to give one last look at this place. It means so much for me” he
said, wistfully.

“I know, Harry. That's why I'll come with you in your tour” she said smiling. “You
don't mind if I borrow this, do you?” she said, showing him a t-shirt of his own.

“No, please, be my guest” he said.

“Ok. We'll have this tour, we'll say hello to our friends, and then we'll go to my
parents' house”

Harry, who was pouring them pumpkin juice, turned so hastily it splashed on the floor.

“Your parent's house?” he asked surprised.

“Oh, Merlin. I forgot to tell you. My mother recommended me to bring you over again as soon as
possible, and I thought this was the best occasion” she said, sheepishly.

“So you were only half joking when you teased me about having to attend a party with her…” he
said.

“Yeah, well, they enjoyed your company a lot. “Never laughed so much from my university days” my
father said”

“Well, ok. Let's get ready then” he said, putting his best trousers on.

Soon they were out of his room. He took her hand and they walked the corridor to the Sick Guy
room.

Harry knocked.

“Hey, Sick. How are you doing today?”

“Great, Harry. That nasty violet colour of my hair vanished” he said opening the door. But he
had red stains all over his arms.

“Hem, you may want to do something for your arms” Mione suggested while they walked away.

Next they entered the Quidditch pitch.

“This was where our first date was” Harry remembered fondly.

“Hey! That was not a date, it was an interview!”

“That turned out to be our first date, since we are now together” he replied nonchalantly,
draping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her close.

“You're terrible” she said laughing.

“And you love me for that”

“Yeah, I definitely do”

Everywhere they would go, crowds of students would cheer him.

“I'm going to miss this place. And I'm going to miss you” he said when they were finally
heading for saying hello to the professors.

A couple hours later, Harry was ready to leave the college. All the students and the professors
were there to farewell him.

They had bought him a graduation present, as a thank you for the great time he gave them with
his parties. It was a Firebolt 2005.

“Well, evidently you lot hope I'm gonna play Quidditch” Harry said, amused. “However, now
that I have this, I want to donate my old Firebolt to Hogwarts School. In its own way, it is part
of the history of this place too. And I would like for my old room to be assigned to my friend Ron
till he stays here”.

He then hugged Ron manly. “Mate, our ways are parting. Hope to see you soon again, and try to
keep in touch, ok?” his friend said.

“Of course I will. And keep an eye on Neville for me till he stays here, ok?”

They then all cheered him while he and Mione mounted the train, and then it left.

Hours later they were at Hermione's house.

Harry parked in front of it, then they rang the bell.

Her mother Helen opened.

“Hermione! Harry! You're here” she said, smiling. “Please, come in”

And so they did. All afternoon they stayed there or in the garden chatting, and Harry felt
nothing of the tense atmosphere he felt when he was there the first time. Of course there was no
Draco trying to make him fall now…

“Hey, Harry. Is that broom yours?” Helen asked.

“Yeah, it's mine. I've just been given it by the students population as a farewell gift.
Left my old one there as a gift to the school”

“I wish I could fly. I mean, it has to be so wonderful to be able to be up in the air..” Robert
said wistfully.

“So, Mum, I have big news for you” Hermione said at one point.

“And what would that be?” her mother asked.

“Well, first of all, after ten years at Hogwarts, Harry finally graduated with outstanding
marks…”

“That's great, son” her father said. “So, what are you going to do now?”

“I think I'll try to create my own business in the leisure field. I mean, back in school I
was cherished for the parties I threw, so I'll try to put this talent of mine at work” Harry
said, sipping cold Muggle beer.

“Now, with the second new,” Hermione said, then looked at him, “Harry and I are now together”
she announced proudly.

“Oh, that's great. I always thought you needed someone more, how to say, “alive” than Draco,
darling” he mother said, appreciatively.

“Well, now I know that too” Hermione said, entwining fingers with Harry and exchanging loving
glances with him.

When dinner time was nearing, Harry thought it was time for him to go.

“Mione, you and your parents have been wonderful today. However I think I better go, so I can
start this thing about business faster, I need to get information on what to do…” he said rambling,
that was not a thing he usually did.

“No way!” she protested. “You're sleeping here tonight” Hermione ended with commanding tone.
“Besides, it's not safe to fly by night”

Harry didn't protest. In reality he had hoped she would want for him to stay, but he
didn't want to seem too invasive.

So, after dinner they chatted nicely some more, then Hermione showed him his room.

“My own is at the end of the corridor, while my parents' is on the lower floor” she said

“This was some information I could have lived without, you know. How do you expect me to sleep
tonight, knowing you're just few meters away?” he said, pulling her close.

“I don't know, as I won't be able myself” she said kissing him.

“Goodnight, Harry” she said then.

“Goodnight, Mione”

But truthful to her words, she that night wasn't able to sleep. She was so excited that she
and Harry were together and that her parents liked him so much…

Eventually, she got out of bed and quietly walked to his room. He'd left the door ajar, so
she entered without making noise.

“I knew you would come” he said, startling her. She had thought he was asleep.

“Well, since you didn't…” she said, pretending to be offended.

He patted the spot near him. “Come here”

She entered the bed. “No funny business tough, ok?”

“Ok” he said. So they cuddled all night, content of just being near each other.

Finally, next morning, the feared moment came. After a good breakfast, Harry left.

After a sad goodbye to Hermione and her parents, and some tears from her, he chose to Apparate
to Diagon Alley.

Once there, he entered Gringott's and waited till a consultant would be free to receive
him..

Alicia Spinnet, who had gone to Hogwarts with him, was the one he could speak with.

“Harry! Long time I didn't see you. What brings you here?” she said pleasantly.

She had started her work there a couple years before, and in few time had become one of the most
valued bank personnel.

“Hi, Alicia. You won't believe it, but I finally graduated”

“And what has happened to make you do so?” she asked, curious. Harry's fame as a party
thrower had become big almost as the one as the Boy-Who-Lived.

“Well, let's say someone made me see I was just hiding”

“I see. You've found a special girl who stole your heart” she said knowingly.

“You can very well say that. However, back to business, I'm here because I thought maybe you
could give me some advice. I mean, I've graduated now, but I don't know very well what to
do. I was thinking about opening a business in the leisure field. After all, that's one of my
best talents”

So they discussed some projects together all day.

Then Alicia took him to have lunch together and catch up on old times.

While eating, they kept valuating Harry's ideas too.

“I think your idea could attract lots of people, really. Unfortunately, it would need so much
money that before you can earn something from that, it would take at least ten years. That's
not the way business works. However, I agree with you that you should stay in the field, as
you've proven you're gifted for that. Maybe you could try opening a simple party liaison
office, or employing in some Muggle holidays villages. They always search for people able to
entertain their clients, and even if you had probably hoped something better for you, you can't
deny that it's a start. You may raise some money and then open your own business as you
wish”

So he started searching for a place as entertainer in holidays villages, and left to go in
Italy. He had been hired by a Valtur village in Sardinia. Months passed, and all summer he was busy
there, unable to go back to England.

In the meantime, at Hogwarts…

Hermione was attending another school year there. This would be her last one, before graduating,
if everything went well.

Draco was still there, as his last exam, thanks to her vengeance, had gone badly for him, and so
he still needed to take it before graduating and being able to find a job as an Healer.

He took that as a sign that he could try and win her back. So he started searching for her, and
being polite, and all. He often asked her out.

One day, she accepted his invite. She wanted to clear the field once and for all.

“Herms, I'm so glad you accepted my invite. I see you're already starting to forget that
Potter asshole and realising I'm better for you”

She didn't even sat at the table in the Three Broomsticks.

“No, Draco. I'm here just to tell you clearly that I've got a boyfriend, and you should
simply go to hell with your whole Delta Iota Kappa association” she said, then walked away.

“I hope the git will learn his lesson” she muttered while walking back to her room.

On the way she met Ron.

“Hey, Hermione. What's happened to make you so upset?”

“Oh, nothing. Just Draco trying to woo me…” she said rolling her eyes.

“That guy never gives up, eh? Better Harry doesn't know of this, or he may be able to come
back here and organise some wicked prank…”

“Draco isn't worth Harry's attention. He's more important things to do. Last time I
heard from him, he was in Italy doing great on his job”

“So he decided to open his business there?”

“Oh, no. At the bank they suggested him it was too big a thing to do right now, and he needed
some money first, so counselled him to get hired as an entertainer in holiday villages. He's in
Sardinia now”

“I heard they have great sea there”

“Yeah, they do. I've been there once when I was a little girl. But what are you doing out at
this time?”

“Just roaming around, since I got bored to be closed in the room”

“I see. Well, goodnight, Ron”

“'Night, Hermione. And if Draco troubles you, just let me know, ok?” he said walking away.
“I'll be glad to prank him in Harry's name”

She nodded, then walked away to her room a bit sadly. Thinking of Harry had made her realise how
much she really missed him.

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2. Back at Hogwarts
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**Disclaimer:** I don't own Harry Potter. JK Rowling does.

**Chapter Two**

**“Back to** **Hogwarts****”**

Few days later, Harry called Hermione on the cellular phone he had sent her. It was charmed to
work even in Hogwarts.

“Hey, love, how're you doing?” he asked her.

“Fairly well. School goes one as usual, and I'm still writing on the “Hogwarts Prophet”, so
you can say it is good. I miss you a lot, though”

“I miss you too. It's a shame we can't see each other, but if you think of it, it may be
for the best. After all, this way we don't grow too clingy to each other and that's good,
because after you finish school we'll be both busy with work…” he said.

“Yeah, I know. But it would be nice to see you now and then. It's been almost four months
since you left...”

“Sweetheart, I'm so sorry…” he said.

“I know. After all, you're not a student anymore, and working so far away you can't
easily come to see me. Well, it's been so good to talk with you, I wish I could stay more but
I've got a test tomorrow and I need to study a bit”

“Yeah, ok. Remember I love you” he said, a smile on his lips.

“I love you too, Harry”

Then they closed the connection. Hermione was oblivious that he was preparing her a big
surprise.

Two days later, she was walking in the grounds, books clutched to her chest, when someone called
her.

“Would you like an help, milady?”

She turned and her eyes grew big.

“Harry! What are you doing here?” she said, running to hug him, leaving her books on the
ground.

“I came to visit you. I couldn't stand it anymore without you being near me” he said,
kissing her. “Merlin, how much I've missed this”

“So you just missed snogging someone?” she said, faking a pout.

“No. I missed snogging YOU” he said.

“That's better” she conceded, smiling. “Keep doing that and you may get yourself some more
kisses”

“I very well hope so, Ms. Granger” he said, taking some of her books and carrying them for her.
“I very well hope so. Although I was thinking about something more than kisses too…”

She swatted him lightly on the arm, giggling. “Well, we can arrange that too”

So they took a walk, chatting about how things had gone for them in the period they were
apart.

“How long are you going to stay?” she asked

“Don't know. Days, months…”

“What does that mean?” she asked sternly.

“Mione, I tried. Believe me, I tried, but life out of here sucks. I mean really sucks”

“But Harry, you've the job you always dreamt of! I can't understand!”

“I had. I resigned. I don't know why, since I thought it would be the best job for me, but
it got boring. I mean, I kept throwing those parties and entertaining things at the village, and
people enjoyed them much, but…”

“But?” she inquired.

“But, I felt empty. I did the same things repeatedly, but without a real reason. In here, if I
threw a party, was to make students, my friends, enjoy life, give them entertainment, help them
with the clubs, I gave them counsels on dating girls, I cared for them and their interests even if
I didn't like them myself. I felt alive. Out there, I feel dull. I do those things for people
who I don't know, and that I don't care about” he said, passing his hand trough his hair.
“And so I'm back here, hoping a great idea will come to me”

“What if it doesn't? You can't be here all life” she said softly. “I won't”

“I know. I don't plan to, either. But I at least need a break. Plus, I don't like being
so far from my country. I would like a job where I can see my girlfriend and my buddies when I feel
to, without need to Apparate across Europe.”

“I can understand that” she said. “Well, where do you plan to stay?”

“I owled Ron, he said he always has a free spot for me in his room, that would be my ex own.
I'll stay there for now. I'll go see him later. I would like to take you to lunch right
now” he said wrapping an arm around her shoulders.

“I gladly take up your offer, Mr. Potter” she said, moving closer. It felt so right to be with
him again.

So they had lunch, then passed afternoon together. Harry wanted to check how the Divination club
was doing that year, and found that they had had some benefits from the members submission party he
did for them.

Finally he went to see his best friend.

“Ron, it's me. Harry” he said, knocking on the door.

It opened, but it wasn't Ron who was in there.

“Nev! What are you doing here?” Harry asked, grinning and hugging his other friend.

“Well, Hanna had still all her transfer year to pass here so I asked and obtained an extension
of my transfer program” the boy said. “Feels good to see you again, Harry”

“I can say the same”

Soon Ron arrived too.

“Hey, Harry, old rascal, you look great!” he said, patting his friend on the shoulder.

“Yeah. Had a nice lunch and afternoon with a certain brown haired girl…” he said dreamily.

“God, mate, you really have got it bad for her. I mean, I knew that already, but it still amazes
me…you have never been this love sick puppy in your life before she came into the picture…” Ron
teased him.

“My whole life has changed since she has come into the picture, Ron” Harry replied. “The main
reason I left the job is that I wasn't able to see her, and it was driving me mad. Don't
tell her, tough. She would feel guilty for that, when she has no fault in it. So, how are things
going here?” he ended then to change the subject.

“More or less as always. Fewer students, though” Nev said.

“I see. Well, guys, I'm a bit knackered. I think I'm going to call it a night”

“Very well. Your bed is still there where it used to be” Ron said.

“Hey, this is your room now. It's not fair you've one of the side bedrooms”

“I couldn't bring myself to change it. We've lived through so much together here, that
it felt right to leave everything where it was”

“If you say so…goodnight then, guys” Harry said, yawning and reaching his old bed.

Meantime, in the Delta Iota Kappa building, Goyle was talking with Draco.

“So I saw them walking together hand in hand today, and then they went to have lunch together”
he said.

“The bloody cancer is back at full force then. We may need to do something about that”

“Draco, I think you should just give up. You saw how all your previous attempt ended”

“Goyle, she can't be serious about him. It's just a fling. It has to be!” Draco said in
frustration.

“Well, to me seemed she clearly was…”

“You don't understand a thing!” Draco shouted. “Just hope he leaves soon…”

For days Harry and Hermione continued seeing each other in every moment she had free from her
lessons and her articles for the paper.

Harry, instead, when she was busy, simply enjoyed being back there again, and since the new that
he was back had spread, he resumed his previous activity of counselling students. He went to see
the Sick Guy with Nev ( “I can't believe he's still here. I think he got all the illnesses
of the world by now” he said when they left), then went to the Quidditch team matches. Simply
knowing he was there looking them playing made them give their best, so while he was there they
always won.

One day, while he, Hermione, Nev, Hanna and Ron were in “his” dorm, someone knocked on the
door.

Nev went getting that, and Snape was there.

“Hey, Snape. How's life going?” Harry asked, brightly.

“My own very well, Potter. The college's one, it's going bad”

“Yeah, I've heard there are less students than in the past” Harry said.

“If you call “less students” a 40 percent loss, then, yes, there are less students. And
that's the reason I'm here”

“Hem…sorry, Severus, but I don't see where you are heading” Harry said.

“Potter, I'm here on behalf of the school board. You know I'm not one to go around
things. There's extreme crisis. You already know we have few students, but what's worse is
that those who are here are kind of depressed. They don't give as much as they used to do, so
the level of the school is decaying”

“And what do I have to do with all this?” Harry asked, troubled for “his” school's fate.

“We admit that the student population was more, how to say, “alive” when you were here, Potter.
So I'm here to offer you a position in the school. You would be the official entertainer of the
school. Of course there will be boundaries you've to remain into, but you'll be able to do
all what you did when you were student here”

Harry remained silent for some time.

“Let me just think about it, ok?” he said then.

“Fair enough, Potter. Fair enough. I'll be waiting your decision in one week time” the
professor said, then walked away.

As soon as the door was closed, his friends started talking with him.

“Harry, this is the chance you were waiting for!” Ron said.

“Yeah, and we will help you. Just like in the past” Nev added.

“Guys, I appreciate your concern and enthusiasm. I just need some time to think about it. I
think I'm gonna take a walk. Mione, care to accompany me?”

“Of course” she said, then they exited the room.

“That's it. When one guy asks his girlfriend for advice over his best mates, it means
he's gonna marry her soon” Ron said, filling his mouth with candies once more.

Nev nodded, cuddling on the couch with Hanna.

“Well, Ron, you may want to find yourself a girlfriend instead of giving him hell because he ahs
one and he loves her” she said.

“No way! I'm so free being a single, why would I want to have a steady girlfriend? It's
way much better go and pick up some random girl for a night long affair!”

Nev shook his head. “You're never going to change, Ron. But as Harry said to me, “when the
time comes, it will happen. You'll find the girl of your dreams””

Ron just shrugged, unconvinced.

Out there, Harry and Hermione walked in silence some time, till he brought her to a clearing in
the Forbidden Forest.

Then they sat on the grass.

“I don't really know what to do, Mione. If you asked me yesterday if I wanted to have this
job, not telling me the situation of the school, I would have accepted immediately. But this is
big. He didn't say it, but I understood. Practically, the whole survival of the school rests
over my shoulders if I accept”

“Well, I think you're exaggerating a bit. However, yes, this is a much more important role
that it would seem. If you can do it well, the school will attract students again, and the ones
here will exit that kind of depression they are in and give their best. It would bring Hogwarts
back to shine. If you fail, soon or later the school may have to close” she said, sadly.

“What do you think I should do?”

“I think you should accept it. And I'm not saying it just because this way I get to have you
here all the time”

“Yeah, I think I'll take up the job too” he said pulling her close and kissing the top of
her head.

They stayed there for some time enjoying the quite breeze that passed between the trees.

Soon Hermione fell asleep. Harry smiled down at her angelic face, and kept caressing her hair
with his hand.

He then sighed. A task even harder than the one he had taken the previous school year, when he
had to raise the money for his debt, was about to start for him.

“I'm lucky I've her on my side. She's going to be my rock” he said, placing a light
kiss on her forehead.

Soon later, he thought it was time to wake her up.

“Mione, love…” he said, shaking her lightly.

“What …” she said, opening her eyes.

“Sorry to wake you” he said sheepishly. “But we really need to go back”

“Oh, right” she said, standing up. “Sorry. It is just that I was having a so pleasant
dream…”

“Were you?” he said, taking her hand. “And what were you dreaming about?”

She blushed deeply. “I'm not telling you!”

“Well, I can guess it from your cheeks. They couldn't be redder” he teased her.

But he was wrong. Knowing that she was blushing, thus giving away the nature of her dream, made
her blush even more.

Harry widened his eyes and whistled, then laughed.

“Blimey, was I wrong. They COULD after all be redder”

That earned him a playful swat on the arm.

“Git” she said

“But you love me for that”

“That's for sure” she said, leaning into his embrace.

He accompanied her to her dorm, and out of there he kissed her goodnight.

“See you tomorrow, beautiful” he said, winking at her.

“You can count on that” she said, winking back and blowing one last kiss at him. He chuckled and
walked to his room.

“So, have you taken a decision?” Ron asked him when he entered.

“Sort of. I think I'm going to accept it, but it will be an hard task”

“Hey, you've never cowered in front of troubles. Besides, weren't you the one who said:
“Worrying is like a rocking chair: gives you something to do but doesn't bring you anywhere”?”
Nev said.

Harry smiled.

“Yeah, Nev. You're right. I kind of forgot that”

“See, Nev? What did I tell you? Having a steady girlfriend is not healthy. Burns your brain
cells even more than Muggle tevelision” Ron said, after biting his sandwich.

Harry rolled his eyes at him.

“Very funny, Ron. You should find one yourself, and see what wonderful sensations it can give.
By the way, it's television, not tevelision, how many times do I have to tell you?”

“Ok, who are you and what have you done with my friend?” Ron said. “You are a different person,
Harry”

“I very well know that. She has made me different”

“Exactly what I wanted to prove”

“Ron, I'm better now!” Harry said, frustrated with his friend and his stubbornness.

“If you say so…”

“Well, I'm going to bed. Tomorrow I need to go and see Snape”

“Goodnight, then. And good luck for tomorrow” Nev said. “I think I'm gonna walk Hanna back
to her dorm”

“The two of you seem quite serious, don't you, Nev?” Harry inquired, while changing to his
pyjamas.

“Well, not as much as you and Hermione…” the boy teased him.

“Blimey, guys. Can't you stop teasing me?” he said in mock frustration, theatrically rolling
his eyes.

They all laughed.

That night, Harry didn't sleep well. For the first time since he killed Voldemort, he was
really worried. The school was his home, if it was to close, it would be like his home had been
destroyed.

Finally he went for a walk to try and calm himself. He sat on the edge of the pool, kicking his
feet back and forth into the water, sighing.

“Nice to see you again” he heard a voice behind him.

“Hullo, Lavender” he said sourly.

“What has happened? Has that Hermione girl broken your heart again?” she said sitting near
him.

“No. I've simply a lot on my mind lately” he said, standing up and walking back to his room,
upset by her attempt at flirting with him.

Next day, Harry walked to Snape's office.

“Potter” the teacher acknowledged him.

“Snape”

“Please, take a seat”

“Thanks. I've thought about your offer, and I've come to one decision. I accept it”

The professor smiled. “I knew you would”

So Harry signed the contract, and later that day he Apparated to Diagon Alley, walking to the
Leaky Cauldron, where he had left his luggage. Then came back and transferred once again in his
“kingdom”.

Harry Potter was back at Hogwarts.

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3. Genius At Work
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**AN:** Thanks for the reviews, they means a lot to me. In this one the old Harry comes back,
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**Chapter Three**

**“****Genius At Work****”**

That same day in the evening Nev brought him a detailed situation of all clubs in the
school.

The worst situation was the one of the Muggle Athletics team, both male and female.

“Ok, guys. Let's start from this one” Harry said.

He explained them how he wanted the party to be.

Next morning, they woke quite early, and Harry started sending owls for the party. He booked a
broad place in Hogsmeade, as he counted lots of people to come. Then he made arrangements with the
strip club, the “Veela Burrow”, to send over some of the girls, and that was an hard enough task
since the owner remembered very well the “Tutor in Topless” thing. However in the end he gave the
ok. Some of his best girls would be there.

In the meantime Nev was contacting people for the banners and the drinks.

Finally, music was arranged.

When it was all planned, Ron, Harry and Nev relaxed in their “flat”.

“Harry, mate, I've a little doubts on this. I mean, the Athletics team needs funds, and what
we have planned is not a fundraiser, but a party” Nev said.

“I know, but they also need new members. In this way we make them have fun, then we announce who
they have to thank for that, and so they'll see that the Athletics team can provide them fun.
So new members will come. Plus at the end of the party we will check for donations. This way we can
have two results with one event”

“Harry, let me tell you this. You're a genius” Ron said, sipping a Butterbeer.

“Well, I don't know about the genius thing, but I know it feels good doing this again. I
simply love this place and I would do anything for it” he said, then checked his watch. “Right now,
however, I've to go and pick Hermione up to have lunch together, so see you later guys”

Ron rolled his eyes. “See you around, Harry. Although I doubt we'll see you before
dinner”

“Hey, I've got four months of absence to make up for” Harry defended himself, closing the
door behind himself.

While Nev and Ron passed the afternoon advertising the party and checking everything was all
right, Harry and Hermione first had lunch at a take away in the village with pizza and Butterbeer,
and she asked him about his new job.

“Well, this morning with the guys we planned the party for the Athletics team, as we saw
that's the worst situation, and if I know them they are preparing everything right now. There
will be lots of people, I hope at least…hope you're happy, since that's a club you're
into too”

“Yeah, that's great. It would make me sad seeing it close. However, Harry, the simple fact
you organised it will attire there all the students of the school…well apart the DIKs” she said,
trying to high his spirits. She knew for the first time after the prophecy he was feeling a great
responsibility upon him. Again.

“I very well hope they won't show themselves. Not to be mean toward your ex boyfriend, but
trying to have me expelled was really a low blow…by the way, how come he's the “perfect
student” but has not graduated?” Harry asked.

“Well, let's say he got a punishment for his behaviour...” she said mischievously winking at
him.

“Mione!” Harry said, laughing. “I've been a bad influence on you, haven't I?”

“Not too much. And that balances the good influence I've been on you” she said.

“Guess his parents have not been too happy with him” Harry chuckled.

“I don't think so. Would you like to keep me company this afternoon while I write a story
for the newspaper?”

“Won't that distract you?” he asked.

“Nah, plus I've mostly written it, just need a check and adding some things…”

“And about what is the story? One of my favourite “Hermione Granger style” pieces?”

“You see, after the last great story on you, my boss gave me liberty to write anything. So now
I'm writing a story about House Elves revolts in the centuries”

“Sounds interesting. Hope that won't cause the ones here to rebel, as there are at least one
hundred” he teased her.

“Very funny. Maybe it wasn't so good an idea to invite you there. After all you didn't
invite me to the party…”

Harry couldn't believe she just said that.

“Mione! Do I really need to invite you? You know you're welcome! Bloody hell, you're my
girlfriend!”

“Harry, I was just fucking with you” she said, giggling. “You should have seen your face…”

He relaxed. “You know, if I think how was my life just few months ago, being with you now seems
a dream. And you must admit you learned how to enjoy life too…”

“Yeah. I can't deny that. I was happy with my life the way it was before I met you, but now
I can't believe how I could have lived that way. You know what? I think I started fancying you
that fateful night Draco invited you at my home”

“How come?”

“Well, he intended for you to come there and exit crushed by my parents, their friends and his
snide remarks. But you managed to turn the tables and bring in the open a side of my family I
didn't know. When I entered the lounge and found all of them reunited around you laughing and
playing, I couldn't help to think that maybe something like that was in me too, and you could
help me bring it out. As it has indeed happened” she said, looking lovingly in his eyes.

“So we may say that we have to thank Draco if we are together now. Unbelievable” Harry said.

“Yeah. Maybe thanking him is a bit too much after what he did, or tried to do, to you, but
it's evident he unwillingly helped”

They had finally reached the “Hogwarts Prophet” so she let them in.

For a couple hours they were there, then Harry left.

“Love, I really need to go now. Need to check on the party preparative. I'll see you later
there, ok?”

“Of course” she said, blowing him a kiss and continuing her work, a grin plastered on her
face.

She had never been this happy.

He was feeling the same when he reached the place the party was to be held. And as predicted,
his friends had not been inactive.

Tribal banners were hung on the walls, music was already playing, even if just as a background,
the drinks bottles were being placed in the bar…

“Hey, lover boy. Glad to see you made it. If this the effort you put in the work, just doing
some calls, we can do that on our own” Ron said, teasing him.

“Ron, you very well know that it's MY name that makes everyone move to give us the best”
Harry replied, bragging a little.

“Hear him! Mr. “I'm-The-Best-On-This-World”!” the redhead said playfully.

“Well, that's true, isn't it?” Harry replied casually, approaching Nev to check the
invitation list.

“Hey, mate. The “Snatch Pics Continuously” have confirmed their attendance, as all the clubs you
organised a party for last time. We're gonna be packed tonight!”

“Great, Nev. Ron, you'll be outside checking the entrance, and this time try to not be
distracted by girls hitting on you, ok?” Harry said, remembering what had happened previous
semester.

“You can't let that slip, can you?” Ron said rolling his eyes.

Harry ignored him. Time passed, and people started coming. In few time, the party was on full
swing.

He grew nervous as Hermione hadn't come yet.

Finally she arrived, a red Muggle dress clutching her body perfectly. Spaghetti straps held it
on her shoulders. She slowly made her way toward him.

“You look sexy tonight. Waiting for someone special?” Harry said, smiling at her.

“Actually, yes. A certain green-eyed boy who has a particular talent in throwing parties…”

“Oh, I see. And who would that be?” he said, feigning to be deep in thought. “Hey, are you
waiting for me? Because it would be super!” he said then.

“I think so too” she said, claiming his lips with her own.

The night was a blast. Everyone enjoyed it.

Finally the time of wrapping its end came.

“Thanks to all of you that have come. Hope you enjoyed this night that has been offered by the
Muggle Athletics teams, male and female. Now, for the ones of you that would like to join the team,
there are desks near the exit on the right where you can sign in. For those of you who want to make
donations, there's a desk on the left of the doors” Harry announced.

Soon lots of people went signing in and making donations.

At the end of the night, they checked the results. They had raised 2000 Galleons and found
totally 25 new members for the two teams.

“This has been a great success” Nev commented while he and his friends were going back to their
room.

“Yeah, it definitely has been” Ron said. “Harry? What do you think of it?”

“Well, I'm pretty satisfied of it, I must admit. Hope the next will be so successful
too”

Once there, Nev walked Hanna to her room, while Hermione and Harry set for a walk in the
grounds.

“You've been avoiding me a bit tonight” she suddenly said.

“Yeah, I know. Wanna know why?”

“Of course. There's something wrong?” she asked.

“No way. It's just that this dress you're wearing tonight makes me want to do you
naughty things, and we couldn't do that in the middle of a crowded party, could we?” he said,
winking at her.

She blushed. “I hoped you would feel like that” she whispered. “I certainly did”

“However, now that we are alone, we can do what we want, don't we?”

“Not here, though” she chastised him, who was already pulling her close.

“Tease” he said, taking her by the hand. “Let's go to my room then”

“I can agree with that” she said, following him. “By the way, do you plan to report the party
results to Snape?”

“I don't know. Maybe, or maybe not. I'll see how I feel tomorrow”

“I think you should” she said.

“I know. It's just that after years of hostility, I still can't bring myself to believe
we are on civil terms”

Soon they were in his bedroom. Nev and Ron had their internal door closed, almost if they had
been predicting what was going to happen.

Soon Harry and Hermione discarded their clothes and entered his bed, where they made love twice
that night.

Then they cuddled together, falling asleep. “I really love this girl” Harry thought just before
darkness took him.

Next morning, Harry reached Snape's office once again.

“Potter, what are you doing here?” Snape asked him.

“I've got something to tell you” Harry said.

“Come on, I've got lesson in few minutes” the man grumbled. Harry followed him.

“Probably you know yesterday night I threw a party for the Athletics teams…”

“Yeah, all school was talking about that” the man said, rolling his eyes.

“Well, just wanted to let you know that it was a complete success. The teams are safe both on
the financial point of view and the members one”

“I knew you were perfect for the role, son” Snape said, smiling. “Just keep it going and
we'll be back tour old levels by the end of the semester. Don't forget to respect your
boundaries, though”

“I won't. However, I don't know if you know that, but it wasn't my fault last time.
Not completely, though”

“Oh, I know of Mr. Malfoy's cunning scheme to frame you. I read the “Hogwarts Prophet” too,
you know…” the man said, entering the class where his students were already waiting for him.

In those same days, at the Delta Iota Kappa association…

“So I heard that he's been hired to be the “official entertainer” of the school” Goyle
said.

“Seems this place can't live without that asshole…” Draco spat angrily. “Well, since we
cannot send him away from here, we must think of something else to erase that virus”

And so they stayed long time thinking but coming up with nothing.

Late that evening, a stunning girl entered their common room.

“Hi, Goyle, Draco” she said.

“Hi, Fleur” Draco muttered sourly. “Can you leave us alone, please?” he said impolitely then,
seeing she was going to seat in front of them.

“Ok. Just know that if you need anything, I'll do it, ok?” she said sweetly, walking
away.

They looked at each other. An evil idea had just occurred to their minds.

“This time the cancer won't know what has hit him” Draco said evilly. “ We just have to wait
the right occasion…”

Meantime, in Harry's dorm…

“So, guys, we need to prepare the plans for saving this other club, the Arithmancy one, and the
parties for the Quidditch team which's won three matches in a row reaching the top of the
league rankings and for the Herbology Association” Harry said.

“Right. I think a classical members raiser can do for the Arithmancy club” Nev suggested.

“I think that too, Nev. We need someone to take the part Millicent Bulstrode did for the
Divination one, though”

“Why don't you do it yourself?” Ron blurted out.

Harry looked at him.

“I mean, you don't know the subject, so you could be the guinea pig and contemporarily
present it to the audience”

Harry thought about it for some time, pacing.

“I like it. But we need to work on that to define it better. As for the Quidditch team, I was
thinking we may give them some kind of “Rave Party”. Those guys love that kind of things” he said,
sitting once again.

“Hey, guys. Meeting pause” Hermione and Hanna said, coming into the room together. “We've
brought you lot something to eat”

“That's very thoughtful of you, girls. Please, take a seat and let's eat all together”
Harry said.

“Hey, why do I have to be always the lonely one?” Ron protested.

“Because you don't want to find yourself a serious girlfriend, maybe?” Nev said.

“That's not good reason” Ron mumbled grabbing one tuna sandwich.

Later, Harry walked Hermione back to her dorm.

They chitchatted along the way, oblivious of Draco spying on them.

“Take what you can now, loser, as you'll be soon out of the game” he muttered walking
away.

Harry kissed her goodnight, then walked back to his room, happy as he could be.

Few days later, the Arithmancy Association member raiser was on show. In their common room lots
of students were packed.

“Hello to you, fellows” Ron said in the microphone. “As you know we're here to day to save
the Arithmancy club. I know many of you don't like the subject, and I can understand. But maybe
that's because you don't know it very well. So you might want to try it before discarding
it. Without your help, though, this is going to waste and you'll never be able to try it. So,
if the King of Hogwarts, Harry Potter, has the guts to work with them in front of you, when
he's never done anything in his life about it, you can't cower and let this club die!” he
ended, looking at Harry, who was entering followed by the members of the club, for reassurance.

“You're doing great” he mouthed to his best mate. Then he glanced at the crowd, and
immediately spotted the brown eyes he was searching for.

She was there, looking lovingly at him. That was all he needed.

They started discussing, and everyone could see Harry didn't understand a thing of that. But
that didn't matter, because they were crazy for him all the same, and cheered him all the
time.

Finally it came down to collecting the donations.

Harry was a bit sceptical that his performance could have helped their cause, but it did. 15 new
members were gained.

When he reported that to Snape, the professor was glad to tell him that some new students had
already booked their place there for the next year. The new he was back there was spreading, and
even people from outside the town knew him and wanted to study in Hogwarts.

Harry smiled at the praise. “This place means so much to me, I'm glad I can help”

Then it was time for the Quidditch team to be cheered, and the party was outstanding, as usual.
The grounds of the school were crowded and hard rock music was playing at high volume, with some
tamer songs from the Weird Sisters too. Harry and Hermione danced to the beat rhythm along with
Nev, Hanna and Ron.

Now and then Harry would leave the group to check everything was alright. The experience of the
previous year had made him more attentive about safety in his parties.

And then, the Herbology Association celebrated their one-hundred years existence. It was a party
with big plants near the walls, other hung on them, and now and then they would change to show
different figures with accurate disposing of their leaves. Usually they were nude women or
something sex related anyhow. But that would have been dull if it was all the party had to
offer.

Dancers were there too, and lots of alcohol and music. As at the “Snatch Pics Continuously”
party, here too Harry had to shake the members of the association before the party ended and they
remained without what they really wanted. Girls.

He introduced some beautiful chicks to them, and left them at that, revolving his attention to
his sexy girlfriend, dressed, as all the others, with costumes representing flowers and exotic
plants.

“Hey, have you seen a certain brown haired girl, top journalist for the school newspaper, with
amazing chocolate eyes?” he asked approaching her from behind.

“No, I don't think so” she said, turning. “But if you want, I can keep you company till you
find her…” she said seductively.

Harry felt his groin tighten. “That would be nice of you” he said, before crushing his lips on
hers.

Months later…

Almost all the clubs of the school that needed his help had already been saved. The school year
was nearing its closure, and now the biggest event had to be organised.

Trying to promote submissions for the next year, Harry had been assigned the task to throw an
huge party to be remembered in the whole Wizarding World.

“Guys, this is huge. I think we should take all the help we can find, or we are not going to
make it in time” Harry said to his friends during a meeting for planning the party.

He had taken his role in the school with the maximum professionalism, and so every party was
preceded by a meeting like in big industries.

So next day announcements that recruitment was being done for preparing the party were done.
Draco and the Deltas heard them too.

“It's our chance” he said, triumphant, that afternoon. “Fleur, go to try and be accepted in
the party organisation. Goyle, come with me. We've business to attend”

So the blonde girl walked to the line for the auditions.

Many of the candidates were rejected, many others accepted. Finally her moment came.

“Hello, I'm Fleur Delacour” she said as seductively as she could turning the Veela charm she
had from her grandmother on.

“Pleased to meet you” Harry said, bored and completely unaffected by the charm. That would be
the ninth girl trying to hit on him that afternoon. However she seemed quite capable, so they
included her in the party committee.

Few days later, they had been working hard as usual. It was now nine in the evening, so they
should catch dinner.

Despite the first impression, Fleur had managed to get Harry's attention thanks to her hard
work. He thought she deserved a little treat, so he took her out for dinner as they were the last
two people remained on the party setting. Even Nev and Ron had gone away.

They chatted nicely at the Three Broomsticks, and sometimes Fleur would giggle to something
Harry whispered her, just to not let the whole place hear him.

Then she got some dirt on her cheek.

“Hey, you got something there” he said.

“Where?” she asked, touching her left cheek, but very well knowing the dirt was on the other
one.

“Not there” he said, then reached to brush it off with his finger. “Here”.

“Thanks” she said.

“You're welcome” he said, continuing eating his meal.

Then they left. He, as a good gentleman would do, asked her if she wanted for him to accompany
her, while walking toward the castle. She accepted, then took his hand. He turned, upset by the
gesture, to tell her off, but as soon as he did that, she stood on her tiptoes kissing him and
flinging her arms around his neck.

He hastily pushed her away, but not swiftly enough.

A photographer of the “Hogwarts Prophet” had followed them all night, and snatched pictures of
the most “intimate” moments. And managed to get the kiss in the exact moment their bodies were
still touching, and not showing him pushing her away.

Then he ran back to the school to print them.

Next morning, he brought them to Draco.

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4. Heaven is not on Earth
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**Disclaimer:** I don't own Van Wilder. National Lampoon does.

**A/N:** This has been a really painful chapter to write. But in a certain way I felt it was
needed. Hope you won't hate me too much…especially since this is uploaded on Christmas night,
intended as a small gift to all of you my faithful reviewers!

**Chapter Four**

**“Heaven is not on Earth”**

As soon as Draco got the photos, he showed them to Goyle, and they commented them together.

“This time the cancer doesn't stand a chance” he said. Then he saw Fleur walking by.

“You did an amazing job, Fleur, thanks. I owe you big time” Draco said.

“It's been nothing. After all, who's the girl who doesn't long to kiss Harry
Potter?” she said.

Draco rolled his eyes at that, then packed the photos and sent them to Hermione, at the
newspaper, with a note he made one of his fellow Deltas write, so she wouldn't recognize his
writing.

She was happily writing her last piece for the newspaper, hoping to end soon so she could get
ready for the romantic dinner Harry had invited her to, when the small package was brought to
her.

She was curious, so she opened it hastily, and looked at the photos.

Her smile froze seeing Harry in such compromising situation with another girl, even kissing her.
She felt her blood boil in her veins, so she quickly left, walking angrily toward his dorm.

He was relaxing in his couch after another hard day of planning, and was still upset for what
had happened the night before with Fleur. He wanted to tell her his mind about that, but all day
she didn't show up to the party location. Seemed she got what she wanted and stopped caring
about the party.

Ron and Nev were with him when a loud knocking on the door was heard. Harry got up and opened,
finding Hermione in front of him.

Oblivious to the fact she was seething, he spoke.

“Hey, Hermione. I thought we agreed I would come to pick you up later” he said.

“Me or that other girlfriend of yours?” she said icily.

Nev and Ron took their cue to leave and give them some privacy.

“I knew this would end that way, you know. As soon as Harry told me what had happened with that
Fleur bitch, I knew this would happen” Ron said, while leading Nev as far as possible before the
shouting match would start.

Back in Harry's room…

“Hermione, I can explain…” Harry started.

“You can explain what, Harry? That you were snogging her in a restaurant? What do you want to
explain?” she said, throwing the photos at him. “Look! You can't deny it, there are
photos!”

“It's not like it seems…”

“It's easy to say that now, Harry. I can't believe you just did that, after all the good
times we passed together, after all the times you said you loved me!” she said, tears starting to
fall from her eyes. She hated herself for being weak just in that moment and let him see how much
that affected her. “You've matured a lot since the first time I met you, Harry Potter, but
it's clear you've not matured enough to have a long lasting relationship. We're
through” she said, her voice broken, exiting the room and slamming the door close.

“Blimey” Harry said when he was alone. “I didn't even got the chance to say a word…”

Some time later, his friends came back.

From his sour face they understood all what they wanted to know.

“I'm sorry, mate” Ron said.

“Thanks, Ron. You know, I can't blame her. If I got photos of her in the same situation with
a boy I would have reacted the same way…it's just that it was like I was in Heaven, being with
her…”

“Heaven is not on Earth, mate” Ron said.

Harry laughed hollowly. “I know that now, mate, thank you very much. Earth seems more like
Hell”

“Now, it's not that bad. Some kind of half way…”

“Well, guys, sorry but I would like some time alone. I need to get my thoughts clear again” he
said, leaving.

In the meantime Hermione was now telling all of what had happened to her friend.

“What hurt me most was that he almost didn't attempt to speak, like he just admitted it, and
it was fine with him that we were breaking up…” she said.

“Well, you didn't give him so much of a chance, did you?” her friend reasoned.

“Well, no, but…do you think I should have let him speak?”

“Hermione, you can't shut him up and then complain because he didn't speak. He'll
try in few days, tough, hoping you'll calm down a bit”

“No way. I don't want to see him anymore. I need somewhere to hide till the end of semester,
then our ways will part forever” Hermione said

Her roommate shook her head. “Poor Herms, I hate to see you hurt” she said soothingly, hugging
her crying friend.

In those same moments, Harry was walking under her window. He sighed, looking at the lights
coming out from the room.

He had thought to go and see her and try to explain, but once he was there, he decided not
to.

“Better give her some time to cool off” he thought, setting for a walk. “I swear if I meet
Fleur…she better not cross my path or it won't be pretty” he thought angrily then.

He kept working on the “Submissions Party”, but without the same enthusiasm he had before.

“Mate, you really need some distraction. Me and Nev are going out tonight, you may want to come
with us”

“No, thanks, Ron. I appreciate you guys looking out for me, but I don't feel to” he
said.

That same night, since Harry didn't want to come with them, Nev and Ron decided to go each
one on his way.

Nev took Hanna to a French restaurant not far from the college.

“So, how's Harry doing?” she asked.

“Worse than last semester. He's totally crushed, I would be too if my girlfriend accused me
of cheating on her and broke up with me when I was innocent” Nev said.

“Well, now don't take it the wrong way, but he wasn't totally innocent. I mean, yes,
that girl has been tricky, but he could, he should have been more careful. I mean, he knows every
girl keeps throwing herself at him, he could have expected that…” she said.

“Yeah, that's what I thought too. But give him a break, one cannot think every girl he meets
is going to fling herself at him”

“But you said he had this impression about her at her audition too, so he was already suspicious
about her…”

“Harry was totally out of the world when he was with Hermione. There was nothing or no one else
in the world for him. With this, I mean he used to let his guard down, sure that the worst period
in his life was gone. That lead him to discover it was still to come…” Nev said.

They then took a walk in the college grounds, unknowingly repeating the same path Hermione and
Harry were used to follow, and coming to the small wood.

They sat there some time, in silence, gazing at the sky.

“This is so beautiful” she said softly, resting her head on his shoulder.

“I think that too” Taj said, then kissed her. “But I know someone more beautiful, if you believe
that” he whispered to her then.

She answered his kiss eagerly.

Soon later he walked her back to her room.

That same night, Ron had gone alone clubbing. He went to the strippers' then to a disco, and
finally at late night came back to the college.

He saw one girl lonely sitting near the pool.

“Hey, what's happened to you?” he asked.

“Oh, nothing special” she said. “Just not being able to sleep, so I thought to come out here and
take some fresh air, since it's such a beautiful night”

“Well, if you don't mind I could keep you company…” he suggested. She was really pretty,
blonde hair, blue eyes, and an hot body too.

She smiled at him. “Sure. I would love to. Tell me, aren't you Harry Potter's best
mate?”

“Yeah, I am”

“So where's Harry? Is it true he cheated on his girlfriend and she caught him?”

“Yes and no”

“What do you mean?”

“That she caught him, but he didn't actually cheat on her. It was the girl's fault,
kissing him and such. But from the photos you can't judge that, so she assumed the worst and
broke up with him” Ron said, sighing. “Harry is like a bunch of Hippogriffs has run onto him”

“I can understand that”

“However, it's not right for me to be here gossiping with you about my best mate's love
life. What about you? Do you have a boyfriend?”

“No, I don't. But if you want to know, I think you're cute enough”

“Hey, baby, men are not cute. Men are virile, handsome, charming, but not cute” he said. “Girls
are”

She giggled. “Ok, then, Mr. Handsome”

“That's better, Ms. Sexy” he teased her.

She blushed. “No one has ever called me sexy” she admitted, looking down.

“Well, I'm doing now, because I really think you are” Ron said, then kissed her. She wrapped
her arms around his neck and pulled herself on his lap, kissing him back and pushing her tongue in
his mouth. A battle of tongues soon started.

Next day, Draco thought wise to go and see Hermione.

“I reckon she's ready now for that surgery on our relationship” he chuckled walking toward
her room.

She was exiting just then, to go to her lessons. She looked like the living dead.

“Hey, Herms” he called.

She turned to look at him. “Hi, Draco” she said, sourly.

“I'm so sorry. I've heard what that bastard has done to you. But now, don't take
this wrong, however I told you he wasn't right for you. You didn't want to hear me, and now
you've had your wonderful heart broken” he said, trying not so subtly to woo her once
again.

“Thanks for your support” she said, rolling her eyes and walking away.

“You know you can ask me everything and I'll help you, don't you Herms?” he called after
her.

“Well, can you give me a room in the association then? I don't want to be in my room
anymore”

“How come? Is Potter stalking you? We can denounce him, you know…” Draco said, maybe a bit too
happily. Hermione didn't notice tough.

“No, he isn't. I just feel he may want to talk to me soon, and I don't want it”

“Very well. I'll make you have your room ready by tonight” he said, and walked back to the
Delta Iota Kappa's building.

“She's gonna come here to avoid him. My plan couldn't go better” Draco announced
proudly.

“Good for you. Just hope no one will mess it up this time” Goyle said.

“Merlin, Goyle, on which side are you?” Draco said, rolling his eyes.

For a week Hermione lived with the Deltas, going to lesson, avoiding all the places where Harry
could be. On his part, he had tried to search her at her room just few minutes after she left
transferring to the Deltas, and knowing she could be able to avoid him no matter what, till she was
ready to speak, h gave up.

Harry simply concentrated the best he could on the party, which was coming over soon. Nev and
Ron made their best to distract him from thinking about her, bringing him out and all, but they had
both girlfriends now.

Yeah, right, even Ron, who always thought having steady girlfriends wasn't healthy, had
changed his opinion once he met Luna.

So now and then they would leave him alone in their room.

He would take some Butterbeers and other alcoholics and get pissed, crying himself to sleep
somehow.

Finally the day of the party arrived. The biggest square of Hogsmeade was decorated with
banners, closed to the public circulation,, a DJ position had been built in the centre of it,
speakers of huge power were hung on the palaces, and literally rivers of alcohol were ready to be
drunk.

Even the professors showed up for a little time. Harry let Ron conduct it since he didn't
feel too much partying.

“Hey, Nev, have you seen Hermione around here?” he asked

“No, mate. She didn't show up, not till now anyhow”

The whole school apart for the Deltas and Hermione was there, and they were all enjoying it to
the maximum level.

Adults from the village came too, and even guys from other nearby towns. The fame of Hogwarts
School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and its king, Harry Potter, was spreading once again.

He didn't care at all for all of that now. He just hoped she would in the end come, if
nothing just to let him talk.

But she didn't.

Once the party was over, he walked back to the college, letting Ron and Nev go ahead with their
girlfriends, and he headed straight to the Headmaster's office.

Of course no one was there, but he waited. He sat on the ground, thinking back to all what he
and Hermione had been trough from the first moment they met.

“Maybe it simply wasn't meant to be” he thought bitterly. Then the words of that song by
Swirl 360 came to his mind.

“*Well I thought we were that perfect match
It's so hard to say that now without a laugh
There was never ever such a thing
Not as far as I can see
Now that all of love's such misery*”

“That fits perfectly my situation” he muttered.

Finally Dumbledore reached his office.

“Harry, what are you doing here? Were you so pissed that took my office for your room?” the old
wizard said, winking at him.

“No. I've been waiting here since the party has ended, sir. I want to resign. I can't be
here anymore”

“Is it for that girl, Hermione Granger?” Dumbledore inquired.

“Yeah, it is”

The man sighed. “Ok, then, Harry. Feel free to leave when you are ready. By the way, brilliant
results with the party. For the next school year the school is totally full again”

Harry smiled the first genuine smile since the break up, then walked to his room to pack.

Later, that morning, at the Delta's…

Hermione had just woken up after another night dreaming of Harry, and exiting her bed to go to
the loo she overheard voices coming from downstairs.

“Hey, Draco. Setting up Hermione and Potter's break up has been the best thing we've
done in ages, isn't it? Perfect result, I would say” Goyle said.

“Shut up, you idiot. Hermione is still upstairs and could wake up any moment now” Draco
chastised him. “However, yes, I admit Potter's face after she broke up with him was priceless”
he added then, chuckling.

Hermione couldn't believe her ears. She hoped she had been hearing wrong.

“Fleur did an amazing job with making an innocent dinner a romantic date. And the kiss! A real
genius that girl is!” the two boys said. “And Colin, the “Hogwarts Prophet” photographer did too.
With just twenty Galleons we got what we wanted. He's really talented”

Now Hermione sat on the bed, groaning. She realised her mistake.

If only she had let him explain…

But would she have believed him? Probably not. There was only one thing to do at the moment.

Hastily she dressed and exited.

“Hey, Hermione, where are you going in such an hurry?” Draco asked.

“Just remembered I need to end a piece for the newspaper” she said without stopping.

She ran to Harry's room as fast as she could, her lungs menacing to explode.

She stopped one moment catching her breath, then she knocked urgently on the door.

Ron opened.

“Hey, Hermione. What are you doing here?” he said.

“Harry. Is he here?” she asked.

“He's gone”

“Gone? What do you mean gone?” she asked.

“I mean he resigned, packed, and just few minutes ago left the room. He's probably moving
his arse away from Hogsmeade right now to leave Hogwarts once and for all this time. Said
there's nothing here worth remaining anymore”

She fell to her knees, like she had been struck in the heart.

The one man she loved was gone forever from her life, and it was all her fault.

Realisation hit her hard, and tears started falling freely, pooling on the floor.



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5. The End of The Story
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**Disclaimer:** I don't own Harry Potter. JK Rowling does.

**A/N:** This is the end of the “Party Thrower” universe. Hope you liked these two fics as
much as I enjoyed writing them! If you read, please leave a comment, it takes you few moments and
makes me happy!

**Chapter Five**

**“The End of The Story”**

Ron patted her on the shoulders.

“I'm so sorry” he said soothingly.

Suddenly Nev, who had witnessed the scene, shouted.

“The broom!”

“What?” Ron said. Hermione looked up at them, wiping away the tears.

“Harry left his Firebolt to you, Ron!. She can try and reach him if she hurries” Neville
said.

Hermione didn't need for him to say that twice. She stood up and started running. She knew
where Harry kept it, and although she hated flying, this was an extreme case.

“Hermione!” Nev called after her.

“What?” she said, not turning.

“Good luck”

She stopped in her tracks, and turned to smile at them.

“Go now, and stop him!” Ron called.

She ran as fast as she could, his Firebolt in her hand, and as soon as she was out of the main
gates, she took off, overcoming her fear of heights, and flew like mad trough the grounds.

She passed over grass and cut as much as she could the road she had to do. Finally she managed
to see his form walking toward the village. She had to hurry, or he would Disapparate.

He was almost out of the grounds now, mere meters away from being able to leave her behind.

There was only one thing she could do.

She dived toward him at neck-breaking speed, and managed to crash herself just in front of him,
her attempt at landing failed.

He stopped abruptly, as she got him from the thoughts he was lost into.

“Hermione! You hate flying! Are you trying to get yourself killed?” he said, walking toward her
and picking her up from the ground.

She was sore, had some bruises, but nothing too serious.

“Harry, I'm so sorry” she said, tears starting to fall once again.

“Sorry for what?” he asked, hugging her.

“For being such a stupid girl. I should have let you explain”

“Probably you wouldn't have believed me all the same” he said, kissing the top of her
head.

“Probably. However, I know the truth now. It's been Draco and his cronies, again”

“What?”

“He's sent that Fleur girl to try and seduce you, and then she twisted everything you did to
make it look something romantic. Then he paid one photographer from the “Hogwarts Prophet” for
taking pictures of the two of you”

“Bloody hell, the git doesn't ever grow, does he?” Harry said.

“I don't think so” she said, smiling. “But what's important is that we know the truth
now, fortunately before it's too late”

“That's for sure. Now, I guess this means we are together again?”

“Only if you want to” she said sheepishly. “I mean, I know I don't deserve it, but…” she
started saying but was cut off by his lips crashing on hers.

She eagerly kissed him back.

Then they lay there, in the middle of Hogwarts grounds gates, foreheads touching one on the
other, holding each other close.

After some minutes, he spoke.

“Well, I guess I've got a reason to remain here, then. I better go to Dumbledore and cancel
my resignation”

“And I'll bring your broom back to its place. Then Draco will know a piece of my mind”

“Oh, no. You dealt with him last time. I want to take care of him now” Harry said, a devilish
gleam in his eyes.

“If you say so…”

“Oh, don't worry. Nothing too bad, but something he'll remember for a long time. Just
like your little vengeance”

So they separated, going for their own tasks.

“Here again, Potter?” Snape asked, seeing him enter the Headmaster's office.

“Yeah. See, Professor” he said to Dumbledore, who looked at him with his usual twinkle in the
eye, “I've straightened up all troubles with Hermione, once again Mr. Malfoy was the root of
all troubles, so I now do have a reason to remain here”

“I'm glad. It's been a pleasure working with you this school year, Harry. You didn't
lose your love for having fun, but you matured too. That's a good mix”

“Thanks. So, since my resignation is cancelled, I think I'll go organising an end of term
party” he said, winking to the professors and leaving.

In the meantime Hermione had brought the broom back. It was definitely dirty, but apart for
that, it was unscathed.

She ran to Harry's room where Ron and Nev still were.

“So?” they asked together.

She grinned at them. “I stopped him. He's gone to take his resignation back”

“Wicked!” Ron said. The other boy just smiled.

“This is great news. But what made you change your mind?” he asked.

So she told them what she had heard that morning from the Deltas.

“Malfoy again. I bet Harry wants revenge. Better get ready…” Ron said to Neville, who
nodded.

“Hermione , when do he have his last exam?” Harry asked when he entered.

“Tomorrow”

“We need to hurry then”

They worked all afternoon. Then they put the result in a small bottle like the ink ones and gave
it to Hermione.

“You just substitute his ink with this bottle, ok?”

“Ok” she agreed mischievously.

That night, she proceeded to the exchange.

“Hey, Hermione, haven't seen you all day” Draco asked.

“I know, I got busy. However, I don't want to disturb the association anymore. I know
he's left once and for all, so I can go back to my room” she said, carrying her things and
leaving.

“Hermione, wait. Here you'll be safer anyway!” he shouted after her.

“Don't worry, I'm not a baby anymore” she said before vanishing in the dark.

That evening Harry, Hermione, Nev and Ron with Hanna and Luna too, went all together too have
dinner in Hogsmeade. They toasted to Draco's demise once and for all, and then they retreated
to their dorms.

Well, Harry and Hermione took some time for themselves, walking around the lake hand in hand.
Then they sat under a tree, his back leaning on it, and her one leaning on his chest.

“I'm really sorry, Harry. I know you've been tremendously hurt by my actions, and I
dunno how can I make it up to you”

“Shh. It's not your fault. It's Draco's. And we will pay him back. As for making it
up to me, I kind of know a thing or two you could do” he said, a typical Marauder glint in his eye.
Then he kissed her hard.

“I kind of like this way of making up” she cooed.

“Me too” he said before kissing her again.

Next day, Draco went to have his exam, sure of passing it and finally graduating.

But he was oh so wrong.

He kept scribbling for the two hours the exam lasted, then went away. Just then he noticed a
small writing appearing on his sheets.

*“Nice last exam, Draco**.*

*I would check your ink tough.*

*I fear it may have* *disappeared**.*

*Best wishes,*

*Harry**”*

A non-human shout was heard in Hogwarts Castle.

“NOOOOOOOOOOO!”

Harry chuckled while walking to see Hermione's last exam.

He entered the room just when she sat in front of the professors. She saw him and winked at him.
He winked back.

She brilliantly answered all their questions, and so she graduated in Wizarding Journalism.

“Thank Merlin this is finished” she said, leaning into his embrace once she was out of
there.

“Not yet. I've a small surprise for you” he said.

“What kind of surprise?”

“Well, I pulled some strings, and now there are two reporters from the “Daily Prophet” ready to
interview you and offer you a job at their newspaper”

“Harry! Writing for the “Daily Prophet” has always been my dream! I can set the newspaper right
finally!” she sad excitedly before kissing him. “Thanks”

“Anything for you, milady” he said, bowing.

She swatted him playfully on the arm.

“Jerk”

“But you love me for that”

“And for many other things too” she said, kissing him.

“Hey, you two, get a room!” Ron said, seeing them.

They simply stuck their tongues at him and resumed their previous activity.

“I'll pick you up at noon” he said her.

“Ok. I'm so nervous” she said, taking a deep breath.

“Don't be. I'm sure you'll do great, as usual” he said, kissing her forehead. “I
love you”

“I love you too” she said.

A couple hours later, he was outside the building waiting for her.

When she arrived, she a big grin plastered on her face. “They hired me! They hired me! I'm
gonna write for the “Daily Prophet”! Oh, just let Mum and Dad hear this…” she said.

He grinned at her and swung her around, making her giggle like a little girl.

“You're so amazing, Hermione” he said lovingly. “Let's go. I've booked two seats at
the most exclusive restaurant in the city” he said.

While eating she wanted details of his revenge on Draco.

“Well, I got him where it will hurt him more. The bottle I gave you, as you probably imagined,
was special ink. It deleted itself after two hours. So when he gave the sheets back, they were
perfectly blank, apart for a small writing that only he could read. There's only one potion
that can make the ink reappear, but he doesn't know what that is. I've some in my room”

“Brilliant! So he'll have to be here one more year!” she giggled. “He deserves it all!”

“Exactly. Wonder what his parents will say of him. “Mr. Perfect Student” who doesn't
graduate for two years in a row…”

“I bet they won't be pleased” she mused.

“Well, let's not think about him anymore. We've got a wonderful day ahead of us…and some
planning to do for the end of year party. Hope you'll like to help”

“Of course, but only if you make it a girl power party” she replied mischievously.

“What do you mean?” Harry asked, a bit worried.

Few days later, Hermione and all the girls were enjoying having the guys being their slaves for
the night. There weren't female dancers but only male ones.

For one night, the girls were the mistresses of the college. The males were to do whatever their
mistress would tell them to.

Some embarrassing moments ensued, especially when Lavender Brown, who had crushed for years on
Dean Thomas, made him strip in front of everyone. Of course lots of Butterbeer was brought to the
party, and more alcoholic drinks too, like Firewhiskey.

Once the party had ended, and all had gone to bed, Hermione and Harry resumed their tradition of
the nightly walk.

“You know, I really missed this” she said softly, resting her head on his shoulder.

“I did too. But overall, I missed you”

“That's sweet. I still can't forgive myself for how I behaved. I risked to throw our
happiness away forever…”

“Hermione, it was a mistake. Everyone does that first or later. For example, if I hadn't
took her out for dinner…”

“She would have found some other way to frame you” Hermione ended.

“Maybe, or maybe not. Who knows? But that doesn't matter anymore, because we are together
again now”

“You amaze me every day more, Harry. I never thought you could mature so much”

“I didn't either. But it happened and it's you I've to thank for that” he said
staring lovingly into her chocolate pools, his hands cupping her face.

Neither of them knew who started it, but soon their lips were locked in a sweet kiss, that
quickly grew into an heated one.

Things went out of control and soon their burning desire for each other prevailed, and they made
love in the small wood.

Then they lay on the ground looking at the blue sky pointed with bright stars.

“This is beautiful” she murmured sleepily.

“You're beautiful” he corrected her, draping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her on
him. Soon they fell asleep.

Next afternoon, he searched for her. She was packing as they would leave the next day.

“Hey, sexy” he said.

“Hey, handsome” she replied.

“I've come to invite you to the engagement party of one person really close to me” he said.
“It's tonight. Do you think you could come?”

“Of course I can!” she squealed. “I can't believe one of your friends is engaged! Who's
that? Ron or Nev?”

“Neither of them. You'll know tonight”

“Ok” she pouted.

“Hey, that's not fair. You know when you make those puppy dog eyes I can't resist you!”
Harry said, pulling her close.

“Ok, I'll just wait tonight to see” she said then.

And so it was.

That night they went to the most exclusive club in Hogsmeade. They were dressed elegantly, Harry
in his black tuxedo, Hermione in a deep blue dress that underlined every curve of her body. It had
a bare back and a deep V-neck.

“My, you're gorgeous” Harry said when he saw her.

“Thanks. You're not too bad yourself” she said appreciatively.

So the party started.

Three hours later, Hermione was curious.

“Harry, when is the engaged couple going to arrive?”

“Really soon I think”

Soon later, his cue arrived. The song “This Year's Love” by David Gray started playing.

He swiftly got on one knee and pulled a small box out of his pocket.

“Hermione Jane Granger, will you marry me?” he said, looking her in the eyes.

She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Harry was proposing to her! She kept glancing from
his face to the ring.

“Mione, please, say something, yes, no, what the hell you were thinking doing that, just say
something” Harry said.

She nodded, unable to speak. Her answer was all in the hungry kiss she placed on his lips.

“I guess that's a yes” Harry chuckled, when they parted.

“Yes, Harry. I'll marry you” she said. He grinned and slipped the ring, made of white gold
and with sparking diamonds and emeralds all over it, on her finger.

“Come, let's have this dance” he said then, holding out his hand for her and leading her to
the stage.

Then it dawned on her.

“This whole party, it was for us, wasn't it?”

He grinned sheepishly nodding. “Yeah. I hoped you would say yes”

“Oh, Harry, you're so sweet at times”

“Well, don't say that too much around, or my reputation will be crushed” he joked.

Once they were on the stage, he took the microphone.

“One moment of attention, please. I want to thank all of you for coming here tonight. This is
the most important night in my life, and I'm proud to introduce you to the future Mrs. Potter”
he said motioning toward Hermione. She took the microphone.

“Yes, thanks for having come here tonight, it means a lot to us” she said.

Just then banners with written “Congratulations Harry and Hermione” rolled down the walls where
they had been pinned all that time.

Harry looked at Ron and Nev in surprise. They winked at him.

And then fireworks erupted.

Harry looked amazed, as well as Hermione. Then he pulled her to him and kissed her in front of
the cheering crowd.

After everyone left, the happy couple went to meet their friends.

“Guys, really, the banners and the fireworks were amazing” Harry said. “Seems you're
talented in throwing parties, uh?”

“Well, we learned from the best” Nev said, and Ron nodded.

Harry blushed just the tiniest bit before they all left together to reach the castle. That night
Ron and Nev left the dorm to Harry and Hermione to give them some privacy.

Next day, they were readying themselves to leave when they saw Draco passing by.

“Sorry, love, I just can't resist. Come with me, please”

So they walked to him.

“Hey, Draco”

“What the hell you want, Potter” he said without turning.

“I just wanted to introduce you to my fiancée, Hermione”

At that words Draco turned.

“You remember you said she would never be interested in me, when you came to book your bachelor
party? Well, seems like she *is* interested in me after all…” he said.

And with that they left, leaving him speechless.

The project of life of Harry and Hermione was taking off and no one would be able to shoot it
down.

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