A/N:
Thanks everybody for the encouraging reviews and sorry for taking so long for the next piece. I came down with the flu and it put quite a damper on my creativity. And, alas, I'm supposed to actually work for my money in real life, which also tends to get in the way.

So, here's a chappie for you, Phantom'sJediBandieGirl – enter the heroes.

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Chapter 4

Someday later, in the Restaurant at the End of the Universe

"Good evening, Gentlemen. Do you have a reservation?"

"Yes, I sent you an owl earlier this week, A table for three. The name is Potter."

"Ah yes, here it is. Mr. Potter and the other gentlemen, please follow me. Oh, by the way, Sir, please note for future reference, that we normally don't accept owls als mail carriers here. It's a little hard for the poor things to fly through space and time, you know."

The waiter leads the three guests to a table, they order drinks and hence the meeting begins:

Frodo:
Um, no offense guys, but could we choose some place which is not quite so far away next time?

Harry:
Far away? What do you mean? I apparated to the lobby in no time ...

Luke:
Yeah, just 30 minutes in my X-Wing

Frodo:
Ah, well ... I needed two months to walk here.

Harry/Luke:
YOU WALKED?

Frodo:
Why yes. That's the way Hobbits move around.

Luke:
Oh my! Why didn't you said anything, I could easily have picked you up. Hey, don't worry about walking back home later, ok? I'll give you a ride.

Frodo:
Wow, thanks! That's really cool.

Harry (standing up):
Ahem, so gentlemen, let's get to the point. Tonight, the Saviours of the World finally meet in person and I am very happy about that. I suggest that we start our meeting with everybody introducing himself and giving an impression of his expectations of the cooperation. If it's o.k. for you, I'll just start right away.

I'm Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, and I'm a seventh-year student at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. Everybody expects me to finish off the bad Lord Voldemort as soon as possible, while everything I really want to do is to finally get my self a girlfriend and do some serious bedroom workouts. I'm somewhat tired about this whole good-guy-bad-guy thing and I really don't want to finish off anybody, but I'll do it if people will leave me finally alone afterwards. My expectations for tonight is that perhaps we can find some shortcut out of this whole mess and maybe work out some plot to get rid of the Dark Lords altogether. Frodo, next?

Frodo:
Yeah, well, hi, folks. I'm Frodo Baggins and I'm a Hobbit. I grew up in Middleearth and my uncle Bilbo gave me a ring as a birthday present. Later it turns out, that this ring is somehow magic and has great power and our resident Middleearth bad guy, Sauron, wants to have it. Great! And even better: I'm supposed to BRING it to him and destroy it right under his nose!

In the middle of this whole mess I met the most attractive, desirable and sexy guy of Middleearth – long blond hair, piercing blue eyes and a nice butt (sighs) and it turns out that he's involved with a dwarf, imagine! So I'm supposed to do the dirty work while everybody else is having fun. I'm rather pissed off and I really don't feel like doing it, but I'll do it anyway, because Gandalf, the meddlesome old geezer will be making my life hell otherwise. My expectation for our meeting is basically the same as Harry's: I'm sick and tired of being the good guy and I want to get this over with.

Luke:
Well, that leaves only me, hm? I'm Luke Skywalker and I grew up in … oh, bugger this, you really don't want to know THAT. I met a guy who said he is a knight and took me on a mission to save a beautiful princess. Now that did sound like a great adventure, I was bored beyond belief anyway and the chick was a real looker, so I went with him. In the end it turns out that the bad guy who held her hostage is my Dad and the princess is my sister, how gross is that? So I'm supposed to save the universe by killing my Dad and I don't even get to shag the beautiful princess? I'm fed up with all this stuff and so I agree with you here: let's save the damned universe today and then we can all go and get a life.

Affirmative mutters.

Frodo:
So, has anybody any ideas?

Harry:
Well, um, no, not really. Perhaps if we just could get them all together in one room …

Luke:
Hey, but aren't two of the lads disembodied? I mean, my Dads not in mint condition, but at least he's got a body, so we could off him … but, well, you know, I don't really want to. He's not that bad, really, once you get to know him better … I've invited him to my Death Eater initiation party next week.

Frodo:
Initiation party? Hey, are we invited too, Luke? Can I bring some friends?

Luke:
Sure Frodo! You as well, of course, Harry. It's going to be fun! Luci's got it all planned, lots of drinks, lots of girls and lots of… um, well … I couldn't talk him out of the torture thing yet, but I keep on trying …

Harry:
Oh, man, it really sounds good. I'll tell Dumbledore I'm going to spy for the Order, I bet he'll allow me to go.

Luke:
Doesn't Dumbledore have another spy? Luci told me something about …

Harry:
Luke! You're not inviting Snape to a PARTY, are you? Honestly, the man is no fun. He'll ruin the whole evening with his foul mood.

Luke:
Ahm, well, I don't think we can do without him, you know. Everybody thinks he's a big bad Death Eater, so he absolutely has to come. Besides, Luci's got him to brew tons of Hangover Potion, so he will be quite useful.

Frodo (hopping up and down in his seat):
Hey, guys! I have an idea. I mean if this party is going to be the big fun thing, couldn't we just … um …. Sort of TALK to the Dark Lords and, well, you know, perhaps have a drink or two and talk things over?

Harry/Luke:
TALK? Are you mental, Hobbit?

Frodo:
Hey, cool down! I think it's worth a try, hm?

Harry:
Alright, but you'll do the talking, man.

Luke:
Right. I'll get Luci to invite the other two Dark Lords as well, I'm sure he'll find a way for them to participate, even without their bodies. He's so talented with these things, you know (sighs).

Frodo:
Alright, I'll handle it. So, as nobody seems to have a better idea, can we get to the fun part now? I heard that they serve great drinks here. They have this little book in the lobby, called the "Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy". Here it says that "the best drink in existence is the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster. It says that the effect of a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is like having your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick." I'd really like to try that one. What about you guys?

Luke:
Yeah, sure!

Harry:
Let's get plastered!

Frodo:
Waiter!

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A/N
And so the story (wow, it actually developed into a story!) slowly moves towards it's culmination: Lukes Death Eater initiation party. I'm not sure what will come out of it, I'll probably be as surprised as you are. Stay tuned. ;-)