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Bid for Love	By : triz Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 23870 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN - I own nothing! I�m
just borrowing from J.K. Rowling!

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Chapter 5

�Ladies,
our first bachelor,� Albus started. �He is
twenty-three years of age, and works as an auror. His
likes include flying on his broomstick and a good home cooked meal. His dislike
at the very top of the list is, Voldemort. Thankfully
he defeated him five years ago. I�m sure you all know him� Harry Potter!�

Harry
stood up from his chair, and stood up next to Albus.
Many of the ladies squealed, and clapped in excitement, making him blush
slightly. No problem with being The-Boy-Who-Lived-and-Defeated-Voldemort�his problem was women. He would get nervous
around them, not really knowing what to do. It took him three years to finally
ask Ginny out.

�Harry,
what are your plans with your date tonight?� Albus
asked.

�Uh�
flying up to Mount Merlin on my broom and having a campout dinner,� Harry
replied. He knew it didn�t sound romantic, but he was surprised when ladies
squealed loudly once again, making him jerk back in surprise.

�Okay
Ladies, let�s start the bid at a hundred galleons��

�One-fifty!�
a witch shouted raising her number paddle.

�Two
hundred!� another shouted.

�Three��

�Five��

�One thousand!�

Everyone
in the crowd, including the other bidding witches, turned to where the voice
had come from. There at the back of the room was Millicent Bulstrode, holding her paddle high.

�Any higher
bids?� Albus asked. �Going once� going twice� Sold!� He banged his little hammer on the dais. �Miss Bulstrode, Mister Potter is yours. Happy
Valentine�s.�

Harry walked off stage, and went towards
Millicent. �Why me?� he asked softly so that others wouldn�t hear. Never did he
expect his former Slytherin classmate to be
interested in him. When they were in school together, she always kept to
herself, and scowled at him as any Slytherin would.

�I�m not really a sexy or pretty witch Harry,�
Millicent replied honestly. �I�m overweight. No guy has ever asked me out. I
just want a nice date you know? Some Slytherins
teased me in the past, and even up to now, I know how people look at me. But I
know you�re not like that. You�re a nice guy.�

Harry smiled at Millicent, and reached for the
single red rose in his lapel and gave it to her.

Next was Draco. When he stood up after his
introduction, he announced that his date for the night would take place in
Venice, and then Belgium for some chocolate dessert. This made more ladies
squeal in excitement. The bidding for him sky rocketed, until the end, it all
stopped at five thousand five hundred galleons. It wasn�t just a single woman
who won him, but a few friends that had piled up their galleons for the blonde
bachelor.

�Looks like I got all the models,� Draco
smirked at Ron as he went back to his seat to get his outer robes. �Anna and
her little model girlfriends are all mine for the night. No model for you!�

�Ferret!� Ron said in anger and disappointment.

�I�m gonna get laid
tonight, and I�ll be able to see for myself if Anna�s tits are real. It�ll only
be a mystery to you Weasel.� Draco gave him a last glance and made his way to
the six beautiful witches that were waiting for him.

Ron stood up when his name was called. He
smiled, hiding his disappointment behind it. Scanning the crowd, he noticed
that there were still pretty and beautiful witches. They may not have been
models, but looked good enough. It wasn�t so bad, he
knew that one of them would bid for him.

�And Mister Weasley,
what do you have planned for your special winner tonight?� Albus
asked.

�Seats to one of the best quidditch
games of the season�Ireland versus Scotland in Dublin Stadium,� Ron replied.

None of the ladies or bidders seemed excited,
not making the usual squealing noise. Instead, they murmured to each other and
shook their heads. None of them were interested.

�Okay ladies, we�ll start the bid at the usual
one hundred,� Albus informed them.

Ron kept his smile on his face, waiting for the
paddles to go up, as well as the number of galleons. His smile faded when
nothing happened and looked at Albus unsurely.

�Uh� fifty galleons then,� Albus
said.

�A hundred galleons,� Lavender said aloud,
smiling as she brought up her paddle. She turned to face the others, and spoke,
�I never knew that this would get exciting. It�s my first auction.�

�Anyone for one-fifty?� Albus asked.

�Me!� Lavender said as she raised her paddle
again.

Ginny grabbed her arm, and pulled it down.
�The idea of an auction is to outbid your competitor at a higher price.�

�Two-hundred?� Albus asked confused as to what just happened.

�Two hundred!� Lavender said.

Susan grabbed Lavender�s arm the second time
around. �Not against yourself, but against someone else!�

Lavender just looked at Susan still not
getting the point. She bid a higher price. What was wrong with that?

�Right� �Anyone else?�
Albus murmured scanning the crowd, seeing no movement
among the other bidders. �Sold!�

�Ronnikins!� Lavender said
as she jumped out of her chair and clapped her hands.

Ron grumbled in anger as he marched off the
stage and made his way towards Lavender. What was wrong with him? How come no
one else bid on him? He was a catch; handsome, a star athlete, and smart. What
the hell happened? He expected ladies to be drooling over him, and hopefully
get laid tonight. When he got to Lavender, he dragged her out to the Great
Hall, telling her to shut up with all her annoying cooing over him.

As the auction continued, the rest of the bachelors
were auctioned off. They didn�t sky rocket at the price of Draco, but they
weren�t disappointing like Ron�s outcome. Neville made a surprising nine
hundred, which was the closest one to Harry�s price,
while Remus was taken at a respectable five hundred.

�Lucky number seven�seven hundred Snivellus,� Sirius said to Snape
as he turned around after being auctioned off. �Can you beat that? You owe me a
hundred galleons. I�ll wait for you later,� he snorted, and walked headed
towards the witch that had won his bid.

Severus just glared at Sirius. If the other
fool only knew. Seven hundred was an easy number to beat. Now, with all the
other chairs that were empty, he knew that his time was about to come any
second.

�And now Ladies, our final bachelor�� Albus turned to face Severus and looked at him through his
half moon spectacles, turning his attention to the audience again. �He�s a
decorated war hero at forty-three, and has received the status of the Order of
Merlin. He enjoys reading books, peace and quiet, and often takes strolls
around the Black Lake as well as writing some poetry.�

Severus snapped his head at Albus, glaring at his back. Where the fuck did that come from?! Strolls around the lake and writing
poetry?! Mentioning his age was one thing, but making up a whole lot of
fluffy arse bullshit was another. The meddling old
coot was pushing at his buttons yet again, and testing his limits.

�Ladies, our very own Potions Master at
Hogwarts� Severus Snape,� Albus
finally finished.

Severus stood up stiffly from his chair, and
made his way at the front of the stage, glaring at Albus
when he saw those damned twinkling eyes. Suddenly he was taken aback at what
happened in front of him. Many people were also surprised, but not as much as
him.

The rest of the remaining bidders, cheered
loudly, clapped, shouted his name, stood up from their chairs and even wolf
whistled. They were more excited to see him come up, even more than Harry
himself.

Severus gulped, feeling like he had swallowed
his Adam�s apple. His pulse rose, as he felt the blood drain from his face.
Cool clammy sweat started to trickle down from his head to his neck. The collar
around his neck seemed to get tighter, as he tugged on it with nervousness.
Even the Great Hall seemed like it was getting smaller and collapse around him.
He never thought it possible, but he had a new nightmare, and it positioned
itself at the top of his list.

A room full of women gone wild, wanting to get
at him. He felt like a single prey, with a lot of predators wanting to eat him
alive in an ocean of open water. And there was the great white shark looking at
him� Trelawney.

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