I Swear This Time I Mean It ✔️

Chapter 35

During dinner, none of the eighth years could quite process that they had just attended their last class ever at Hogwarts. The group of 16 had spent the whole day together, and they solemnly walked back into the common room after the meal.

"This feels like one big pity party," Lavender lamented.

"Is that a call for drinks?," Pansy and Seamus asked.

The two didn't even wait for an answer as they went to grab their respective stashes.

"I was thinking we could have a small party actually."

All eyes turned to Harry in bewilderment.

"Really?," Theo asked.

Instead of being offended, Harry laughed.

"I know I've mostly kept to myself all year, but I really will miss all of you. I erm... even baked a cake actually."

"Harry Potter the sap, who knew?," Daphne asked.

"Oh you have no idea," Seamus lamented. "He's a very emotional bloke."

"Lay off Seamus, you're not much better," retorted Dean with an eye roll.

"At least I-"

"That was very thoughtful of you Harry," Hermione interrupted.

"Where are we having it?," Blaise asked.

"I've spoken with McGonagall. We have permission to throw one for ourselves tonight to celebrate the end of classes. She also said we can have one last dance before graduation."

"You got her to agree to that? When I asked she said no!," Pansy chimed in, arms full of alcohol.

"I managed to talk her into it, but I'm now on your planning committee. We'll talk later, especially about the budget," Harry warned.

"You go over budget one time," she muttered to herself.

"Yeah by how many Galleons?," Blaise teased.

"Meet back here in an hour?," Harry asked.

Everyone agreed, with only a few people staying behind. Pansy and Seamus wanted to set up the drinks first so they made a makeshift bar. Blaise decided to focus on the music, while Luna and Ginny had arrived to help decorate.

"I can never get rid of you can I?," Ron teased Ginny, wrinkling his nose.

"You'd miss me terribly if I wasn't around and you know it. Just wait until tomorrow after studying."

"What's tomorrow?," he asked suspiciously.

"I'll leave that one to Harry. I've already said too much."

"Luna, do you want to get set up in the corner?"

"Yes, thank you Harry. I do hope that I have some more volunteers. I'm so glad Draco liked the last one."

"Well I'm planning on getting another one actually-"

"Another what?," Hermione inquired.

"Another tattoo."

"How many do you have?"

"Three. No wait, four."

"Mate what?," Ron asked, coming over.

"A snitch, the Deathly Hallows, a constellation, and a star."

"I didn't know you had a star or a constellation."

"To be fair, I didn't know he had a constellation until not that long ago either."

"It's Draco's isn't it? How romantic!," Hermione swooned.