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 6
“Severus
my boy,” Albus chuckled as he leaned towards the younger wizard. “Who would’ve
known that you would be the highlight of the show? Certainly unexpected.”
“You
will pay for this Albus!” Severus hissed.
“I
think the show has just begun, and I’m sure I will enjoy it,” Albus said.
“Why
is it that you always want me to be ridiculed?” Severus questioned. “It’s never
funny!”
“Where
is your sense of humor?” the Headmaster asked. “Hopefully the special witch you
will have to take out tonight will make you less humorless.” He decided to
continue on with the show, and spoke into the microphone. “What are you plans
tonight for your date?”
“It
is up to her to decide,” Severus answered in his silky voice. His hand
travelled to the side of his trouser pockets, ready to pull out his wand at any
moment. With his answer, the women seemed to shout and go wilder. What the
bloody hell was wrong with them? Amongst the crowd, he tried to spot his saving
grace, but she was nowhere to be seen.
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Hermione
looked at Severus through the space between the damned too tall witches
standing in front of her. She stifled a laugh in her hand when she saw him, he
paler than usual and she could see the slight panic in his face. He was in for
it, and things were going to get more entertaining.
“I’m
so going to bid for him!” Ginny said on her tiptoes.
“Count
me in!” Pavarti said.
“We’ll
just have to bid for him like those models did,” Padma said. “Think he can
handle us both sister?” she winked.
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“Holy
crap!” Sirius muttered as he watched the ladies in surprise. “Are they all
possessed by some sort of spell from him?”
“I
don’t think so,” Harry replied in awe. He thought the bidding war with Draco
was something, but with Snape being up there, it completely raised the bar.
When he saw Ginny, he was surprised to see her all excited as well.
“Looks
like you owe him one hundred galleons,” Remus chuckled.
“Damn
him!” Sirius cursed. “He’s a bloody greasy git! What do they see in him? Why do
they want him so much?”
“He’s
tall, dark, handsome, great voice, smart, strong, and has that certain bad boy
image that we all like,” Millicent said with a shrug.
“You’re
joking?” Harry asked.
Millicent
shook her head. “Almost every girl in Hogwarts has a crush on him. Look at some
of them,” she said looking at some of the young students above. They were
leaning over the broom excitedly, and giggling. “He is the crush that every
school girl has.”
“And
what about me when I taught DADA?” Sirius asked curiously.
“Sorry,
can’t compare,” Millicent replied with a smirk. “Even I was attracted to him
when I was a student. Still am just a little bit. I even remembered hearing
some of the fantasies that went around the Slytherin dorms. Pansy said
something about how the size of a man’s nose compares to his cock, and—“
“Thanks,
but I think I’ve heard enough,” Sirius said in irritation.
“I
don’t think that he knew about the crushes,” Harry said. “Trelawney, well,
she’s a different story. Everyone knew about her.” He turned to look at his
former Divinations professor. “I think she’s the most excited person in this
room. She’s finally going to get what she’s always wanted.”
“Or
some other witch,” Remus said. He then laughed as he watched Snape on stage.
“He’s losing his cool, and will run out of here any minute.”
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Albus
cleared his throat as he attempted to start the bidding. “Ladies shall we start
at—“
“Five
hundred galleons!” Trelawney shouted.
“Six!”
Sprout said from beside her.
Trelawney
turned to her colleague, not a single bit amused. “What are you doing? He’s
mine!”
“I’m
giving you a run for your money,” Sprout cackled.
“Seven
hundred galleons!” Hooch said, giving a quick smirk to Trelawney.
“One
thousand galleons!” one witch from across the room yelled.
“A
thousand five hundred!” another said.
Trelawney
shook her head for a moment, and chanted “No,” to herself a couple times. This
wasn’t happening. She raised her paddle and hollered “Two thousand!”
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Severus’s
stood frozen on the stage in complete shock as his eyes were the only ones
moving. His glance darted from one witch to another, hearing their voices, seeing
their faces, as well as their paddles. Where was Granger? Damn him for not
asking for her paddle number earlier.
He
continued to panic with every bid that was placed. Trelawney wasn’t the only
colleagues of his bidding, and was surprised to see the others call out their
prices. Other few faces he recognized as well. Pureblooded widowers Mrs. Nott
and Mrs. Goyle also joined in the battle. That Weasley girl, girlfriend of
Potter, and even a few former students of his were shouting out also.
This
was so not happening. He felt his throat dry up as he reached into his pocket,
touching the wood of his wand. Where was Granger? He was going to die at any
moment, he could feel it. Survival was key, but where was he to run?
“Mrs.
Nott at five thousand,” Albus finally was able to say when the commotion had
mellowed. There were fewer bidders raising their paddles as the price kept on
getting higher and higher.
“Five-five,”
Mrs. Goyle said, casting a snobbish look towards the woman she so despised, and
felt was beneath her.
“Seven
thousand!” Trelawney shouted in desperation, down to her last straw.
The
room was silent as Albus looked around. “We have Professor Trelawney at seven
thousand. Any higher bidders? Going once…”
Severus
shut his eyes, and started to pray to Merlin, Jesus, Zeus or any damn God that
had popped in his mind. Someone save me!
“Going
twice…”
Someone kill me with the
killing curse!
“Ten
thousand!” a voice said breaking the silence.
Albus
looked around, not noticing a paddle going up. “Excuse me?”
Hermione
stood up from her chair and showed her paddle. “Ten thousand galleons.”
Ginny
looked up at Hermione and her jaw dropped. “Hermione you can’t be serious?”
Severus
opened one eye, and then the other, slightly relieved to finally see Granger.
“Did
I hear you right Professor Granger?” Albus asked for clarification.
“Ten
thousand galleons, or one hundred seventy thousand sickles, or four million
nine hundred thirty knuts,” Hermione answered. She smirked at Trelawney, seeing
the extra large sized glare. When she saw her sit down in her chair, she knew
she was out.
“Anyone
going higher?” Albus asked. When no paddle was raised, he started the
countdown. “Once… Twice… Sold!”
“Oh
thank Merlin!” Severus sighed as he staggered slightly. He never felt so
relieved his entire life.
Albus
caught Severus by the arm, and chuckled. “You’re alive Severus. Go to
Hermione.”
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AN – Oh, poor Sev! I
almost shot him down. LOL! Review!
And on another note, this
story is completely written already. I
will only upload and update a chapter at a time, NOT more than that.
Don’t sue me or kill me, but you’ll read it all eventually, I promise.
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