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Dating Habits of Wizarding College Students	By : icewomin Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 1048 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I own no portion of the Harry
Potter world, including Severus Snape.
All characters and characterizations from the world are property of JK
Rowling. Dianthus Brandywine
and other original characters are solely of my imagination, however.

I welcome comments and reviews,
including harsh criticisms and flames. I
may delete them after a time, to reduce my personal embarrassment, but rest
assured that I will read them and take any appropriate statements to heart.

I cannot emphasize enough that you
must read Dianthus Stories in order
for this tale to make any sense at all.
In fact, you�ll note that this is actually part III � parts I and II are
both contained in Dianthus Stories,
so go read that one first.

Also, smut begins in Chapter Seven,
if that�s what you�re looking for.
That�s perfectly fine. But I say
again you may be a bit confused when you get there if you don�t slog through
the chapters leading up to it.

*****

Chapter Four � Get
This Party Started

�I�ll take first
shift as barkeep,� shouted Jon as he bounded into her flat. Dianthus was horrified to see him carrying a
large cloth bag over his shoulder. It
sounded, from the clinking noises that were issuing from the bag with each
step, as though he�d brought at least half a dozen bottles.

�Jon,� she said
warningly, �those aren�t all fire whiskey, are they?�

�Tell me what you
have against fire whiskey,� he laughed, setting the bag on the couch. Instead of answering, Dianthus glowered as he
removed his wand from his pocket. He
waved it, and the bottles floated from the bag and came to rest on her lab
table. She was relieved to see that two
of the six or so bottles were wine, not whiskey.

�I�m so glad you
thought to clean this off,� Jon said approvingly. All of Dianthus� ingredients and her cauldron
were stashed away in a closet in her room.
�This makes a perfect bar. Where
are your glasses?�

�I�ll show
you.� Jon followed her to the
kitchen. �They�re all up there � don�t
get the good wine glasses, though. They
were my gran�s, and I don�t want them smashed by you lot.�

�You�ve got some
nice stuff,� said Jon, peering into her cupboards. �How come you have all this stuff?�

�My Grandpa died
earlier this year,� said Dianthus. It
was still hard to say.

�Oh,� said Jon,
turning to look at her. �I�m so sorry.�

Dianthus
shrugged. �Thanks.� She didn�t want to talk about it.

�Are your parents
� uh � gone too?�

�My parents died
when I was little,� Dianthus said with another shrug.

�So you�re all
alone, then?�

�I have a
sister. She lives with a guardian,�
Dianthus said. �It�s complicated.�

Jon got the
message and dropped the subject entirely.
Instead, he retrieved a number of glasses and sent them to the makeshift
bar with his wand. He and Dianthus
followed them back into the living room.
�I thought Reese would be here by now,� he said, looking around the
flat.

�She�s primping,
I�m sure,� Dianthus said with a laugh.
�I�m thinking that Erin is doing the same.�

�You�re probably
right. Is your boyfriend going to be
here tonight?�

�Uh � no,� said
Dianthus, thinking quickly. �He � he
works out of town.�

Jon gave her a
funny look. �Do you even have a
boyfriend?� he said.

�What?�

�Well, lots of
girls have given me the old �I have a boyfriend at home� line,� said Jon
casually, now arranging bottles on the bar.
�Makes it a lot easier to turn a guy down.�

Dianthus didn�t
know whether it was good or bad that he might think she was making it up, but
she didn�t have time to answer � someone was knocking at the door, and before
she could get to it, she heard laughing voices out in the hall.

�Di!� It was Melanie and Martine, who rushed in and
hugged her as if they hadn�t seen her in years.

�You guys get in
here!� yelled Dianthus. �Come and meet
Jon.�

�Never mind him,� said
Martine in an undertone. �Where�s this
Reese girl?�

�Primping,� said
Jon promptly. �You�re stuck with just me
until she gets here.�

�Sorry,� giggled
Martine. �Didn�t
realize you could hear me.�

Dianthus made
introductions all around, and Jon handed Martine a shot glass filled with fire
whiskey. �Cheers,� he said, giving her a
sultry look, which Martine returned in kind.
Dianthus shared a glance with Melanie � it appeared that Martine had
captured another heart.

�I don�t know how
she does that,� murmured Melanie, watching Jon�s suddenly vacant stare as
Martine began twisting her finger through her hair.

�She gives them the look,� giggled Dianthus. �The one that says, �No questions
asked�.� She and Melanie burst into
laughter as another knocked sounded at the door.

Dianthus decided
to leave the door open. Every time she
closed it, it seemed to encourage more people to apparate into her
hallway. It turned out Jon had invited
more than �a couple� of guys � soon her flat was
filled to bursting with talking, laughing, drinking
people. Someone found her wizard�s radio
and the sounds of the latest dance music from the WWN were added to the
cacophony. It was getting louder by the
minute.

Erin
showed up, looking extremely nervous � which Dianthus thought was quite
possibly the funniest thing she�d ever seen � and strode directly to the
bar. Ignoring Jon completely, she yanked
a bottle and filled a wine glass halfway to the brim with fire whiskey. Then she turned on her heel and pulled
Dianthus into the coat closet for a quick chat.

�Is she here?�

�Not yet,�
Dianthus whispered. �Are you planning to
pass out before she arrives?�

Erin
looked down at the glass in her hand. �I
don�t know why I did that.� She let
Dianthus pull the glass from her hand, but not before she�d taken a long swig
off it.

�You have dated a
girl before, right?� said Dianthus, grinning.

�Not actually,�
said Erin. She
was so pale with anxiety that Dianthus could see her face in the dark closet.

Dianthus pulled
out her wand. �Lumos.�
She shoved the wand halfway back into
her pocket. �You�re kidding, right? When we talked, you sounded so sure.�

�I am sure,� said Erin
defensively. �I just haven�t had the
chance to meet anybody yet.�

�Well, you�ll get
your chance now. Reese can�t wait to
meet you. Evanesco,� she added, emptying
the glass of its remaining whiskey.

�It�s hard to meet
a nice woman,� said Erin wistfully. �I�m glad you had this party. Takes some of the pressure off, you know?�
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