Nods to Dramione. Humor/Fluff/Anxiety/Drama. Enjoy.

All things Harry Potter belong to JK Rowling. The storyline is mine.

Be aware. Rated M for language.

You can't always get

What you want

But if you try sometime

Well you might find

You get what you need

Rolling Stones

You Can't Always Get…

"Do you think she's fucking him. I think she's fucking him." said Draco. Blaise replied, How would I know? And what do you care?"

Draco had sniped, "I don't care. I was simply making an observation. Am I not allowed to make observations in the presence of the great Blaise Zabini?"

Blaise stood up. He growled, "Fuck you Malfoy. I've had enough of your biting sarcasm for one day. Get yourself a proper answer. Go over there to ask her. It's an easy enough thing. Get off you arse, walk across the room and ask her. Better yet. Ask the fucking wanker. I'm pretty sure he'd be glad to give you a blow by blow of his sex life. I'm sick of this shite. I'm going to find Pansy. I need a blow job." Blaise strode away.

Draco laughed to himself. Blaise was such an easy target. A few choice word had put him completely off the scent. Draco had been watching Terry Boot fawn all over Granger. He hadn't been thinking when he made his comments. He had almost put his feelings out to the public. Not really the public. Draco was being dramatic. Blaise was nowhere near the public.

Draco had known Blaise Zabini for most of his life. Draco knew more about Blaise than Blaise knew about himself. Blaise had been on track to discover Draco's biggest secret. If the stupid git had not gone off on a tangent he could have been privy to really big news. Draco Malfoy was lusting after a witch. Not just any witch. Draco was lusting after Hermione Granger. This piece of information was something Draco wanted to keep to himself.

Draco was a former Slytherin. Slytherins didn't lust after. Slytherins stepped up and took what they wanted. They didn't bloody lust after. This is where it got hairy. One didn't just step up and take a witch like Granger. Especially a former Slytherin. Draco had shaken his head at his almost faux pas.

Draco's mental berating of both himself and Blaise came to an end. Theo Nott and Harry Potter were approaching. Draco thought, this can't be good. Potter and Nott approaching with smiles on their faces.

"Malfoy." said Potter. "Hey Draco," said Theo. Draco replied, "Potter. Theo. What can I do for you two gits?" The three shook hands.

Yes. It was like that. In the years following the Battle most animosities had fallen by the wayside. Most days Draco called Harry Potter a friend. Most days. It didn't appear as though this was going to be one of those days.

Harry had gotten right to the point. "We need your arrogant arse to help us out." Draco's eyebrows quickly traveled up to his platinum hairline. This was definitely not going to be one of those days. "What can my arrogant arse do for the great git Harry Potter?" Draco had sniped.

Theo stepped in before things went off the rails. "Boys. Boys. Let's keep it civil. Shall we?"

Being a peacemaker then Nott? asked Draco. I didn't think peacemaker was your strong suit." A flush had appeared on Theo's face. He replied, "One has to be a peacemaker if they are mates with two of the biggest fucking egos in the wizarding world. Get a hold of yourself boys. There is business to be discussed"

Draco's ears had perked up. Business? What business did Potter and Theo have with him?

Draco was about to find out.

After a bit of jockeying back and forth the basis for their visit was made clear. Potter and Theo needed Draco to help them out. Seems the Minister of Magic Kingsley Shacklebolt in conjunction with The Board of Governors was putting together a program to raise funds. The funds would be used to clean up the Forbidden Forest.

Draco thought to himself, well that's an idea whose time has come. That fucking forest is a menace. Just thinking about the Forbidden Forest had given Draco chills. The couple of times Draco had to enter the damned place he had come out the worse.

Theo was speaking when Draco brought himself back to the present. The Board of Governors wants the forest cleaned up. However, they also need galleons to relocate the creatures and beasts which currently inhabit the forest.

Draco asked, "So what's that got do with me?"

Harry stepped in. He growled, "Wouldn't it be easier to ask how you can help instead of being the prat we all know and love?" Draco laughed. He retorted, "Fuck you, Potter."

Harry retorted, "Too late your witch already did. She was great." Before this could go any farther downhill Theo had jumped in.

Theo said. "Cut the shite. You fucking wankers. Draco we need you to participate in a little project. It won't hurt. It won't harm your Malfoy reputation. It won't drive the witches away. Do you get where I'm coming from? It will do you no harm to participate."

"Ok Theo. You've told me what it won't do to me. Now tell me what it is and what it will do for me." Replied Draco.

Harry stepped in again. "We need you to participate in an auction."

Draco shouted, "You want me to participate in a what? An auction? I'm not participating in shite. I have shite load of crap at Malfoy Manor I'll donate. But Draco Malfoy will not be standing anywhere taking bids from a roomful of pathetic losers who want to buy someone else's dreams."

Harry had growled, "First of all Malfoy. We aren't asking you to run an auction. We are asking you to participate. Second of all, nobody wants that shite you have laying around Malfoy Manor. It would probably kill them. Put your fucking snide attitude in your pocket for a minute and listen."

Draco had thrown up his hands. He sniped at Harry and Theo, "Explain away."

Harry stated, "Kingsley has appointed Hermione Granger and Astoria Greengrass as co-chairs to run a -." Draco interrupted, " That Greengrass is a looker. I'd ride that broom."

"For fuck sakes Draco put your dick away and listen." Harry grumbled. Draco ignored Harry. Draco kept talking, "Now that bint Granger-."

Harry had stood up and snarled, "Theo. You talk to this fucking prat. If he comes out of his mouth the wrong way about Hermione again. I'll hex him. Owl me when that fuck comes back down to earth." Harry strode away.

"Potter's a little sensitive today. Aye Theo?"

Theo chided, "There's no need to insult Granger. She hasn't done anything to you. Oh! That's right. She knocked the shite out of you in third year. Still angry about. Are we?"

Draco had bristled, "Fuck you Nott. Granger is a know it all swot on her best day. If you fancy her that much ask her out."

Theo retorted, "I plan to."

Draco had turned to see if Theo had been serious. There wasn't a trace of deceit on Theo's face. He was serious. Draco thought, Was every male in a hundred mile radius interested in Granger?

Draco sniped, "Tell me you're kidding. You want to date Granger. Why?"

Theo ignored Draco's diatribe. He started to explain what Draco would be required to do. It all came down to Draco being part of a group of well heeled people who had agreed to be auctioned off. The group consisted of thirty of London's prominent, pretty, important, rich wizards and witches who would be auctioned off to fill the coffers of the Forbidden Forest Restoration Project.

People would bid on the participants. The winning bidders would have twenty four hours with the witch or wizard they bid on.

Draco was now very interested. His first thought was of Astoria Greengrass. He could bid on the witch and have access to her for twenty four hours without any commitment. Draco could care less about Greengrass. She would just be a simple in and out distraction. In and out would be all he wanted. Astoria was way too fucking clingy for Draco. Draco was not a wizard who appreciated clingy. Anyway. Astoria's older sister Daphne hated him. He had pulled a shag and run on Daphne. She had hated him ever since.

Or maybe. Maybe he would bid on Gra-. Whoa. What the fuck was he thinking? If he bid on Granger his secret would be out.

Theo was still talking. Draco had cut Theo off. He said, "I'm in."

Theo had been shocked. He thought he would have to hex Draco to get him to participate. Well one never knows. Does one? Theo said, "Good.

A final list of participants would be passed out. The list would be printed in The Daily Prophet as well. The auction was scheduled for the first of November. That gave the committee two months to generate interest in the auction."

Draco asked, "Who else has signed on?" Theo recited, "Granger, Harry, Isaac, Michael, Anthony, Daphne, Astoria, Weasley and Weasley, Blaise, Padma Patil, Pansy, Stephen Cornfoot, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, Megan, Leanne, Susan, Hannah, Finnigan, Dean Thomas, you and me. There will also be a special celebrity participant."

Draco replied, "If all those people are participating, who is left to bid?"

Theo sniped, "Pay attention Draco. Just because you participate doesn't mean you can't bid. For instance. A witch (hopefully) can bid on me. In turn, I can bid on her or anyone else who strikes my fancy. The auction is open to all of wizarding Britain. They are hoping to draw witches and wizards from all over. It's a win-win situation."

Theo definitely had Draco's attention. Draco didn't like many things but he liked this. Draco asked, "Who is this special celebrity? Who is more of a celebrity than Potter, Granger or the Weasel?"

Theo replied, "Viktor Krum."

Draco snidely remarked, "That git? The big Quidditch star." Draco knew Krum had been interested in Granger at one time. Draco hoped the prat wasn't going to waltz in and try to stake a claim on her.

Theo had laughed. Krum was the perfect wizard to keep the spotlight off the infamous Draco Malfoy. Krum is a wizard who would definitely get Draco in a twist.

Theo advised, "You will need to he had to sign on with either Astoria or Hermione to be included in the auction."

Theo had stuck out his hand. Draco had reached up to shake it. Theo said, "I'll go find Potter to tell him you're in. Thanks again Draco."

Draco sat there for another thirty minutes mulling over the auction. It was for a good cause. Maybe he could bid on Granger. Who would question it? Who would notice? The galleons would be going to a worthy project. Draco had shaken his head. Who was he kidding? Everybody would question it. Draco Malfoy bidding on Hermione Granger. That would end up in the Daily Prophet. Never happen.

Ever arrogant. Draco was sure he would bring in top dollar. Who wouldn't want to spend time with him? He was the epitome of a rich, educated, handsome wizard. He couldn't lose. Maybe Granger would bid on him. That would be nice. He wouldn't have to do anything. He'd just smile and reap the rewards. Nice.

Theo found Harry talking to Hermione. He informed them, "Draco is in. I think he's going to bid on every witch up there excluding you Granger."

Hermione had turned red. She quipped, "Good. If I had to put up with that egotistical jerk for twenty four hours I'd vomit."

Theo had laughed. He said, "I was just kidding Hermione. Draco didn't say anything of the sort." Hermione had replied, "Whatever."

Harry slapped Theo on the back. He smirked, "Malfoy should bring in a fair few galleons." Hermione had rolled her eyes.

With Malfoy settled Theo asked Hermione and Harry if they wanted to go get a drink. Neither Hermione nor Harry had anything planned. They had agreed a drink would hit the spot. The three friends decided to visit Atelier the new pub which bordered muggle London.

When they arrived at the pub Theo had asked Hermione if she wanted something to eat. Hermione thanked him but had declined his offer.

Hermione thought Theo was a good sort. She didn't want to lead him on. Hermione knew Theo had designs on her. He was not what she was looking for in a wizard. Theo was nice and that was part of the problem. Hermione really wasn't looking for nice. She wanted a wizard who could hold his own against her. Hermione knew she was strong willed, headstrong and opinionated. She didn't want a wizard who would always give in to her demands. She wanted a wizard who would work for her favors not roll over and play dead for them. Hermione wanted to love hard and be loved hard back.

Hermione chose that moment to look up. She looked directly into the face of Draco Malfoy.

He had frowned at her and she had frowned right back at him. Malfoy had sauntered over to the table.

He asked, "Mind if I join you?" Harry and Theo both gestured for Malfoy to sit down. Hermione didn't say a word.

Draco had noticed. He asked, "Will my presence bother you Granger?"

Hermione had retorted, " Pretty full of yourself Malfoy. You'd have to matter to me to bother me."

Draco had bristled, " That's the sweet little attitude that's going to garner loads of bids at this auction of yours."

Hermione spit, "It's not my auction Malfoy. And truth be told, the only one who ever comments on my attitude is you. Are you angry I don't roll over for you? Are you pissed my legs don't spread when you smile? What is it D-r-a-c-o?"

Draco got pissed. He snarled, "You spread your legs for me? Like I'd have you. Your mouth is too big. My dick would fall out." Both Harry and Theo had jumped up. Hermione had turned beet red.

Harry said, "Let's take this outside people are beginning to stare." Theo threw some galleons on the table. He followed the other three outside. Harry and Theo were livid. They both confronted Draco about what he had said.

Draco was just as livid. But he knew he had crossed a line. What he said had not been called for. Draco held up his hands. "I apologize. I apologize Granger. What I said was untrue and uncalled for. You seem to be able to push my buttons. I guess I don't deal well with strong witches."

Hermione who had been seconds away from hexing Draco to within an inch of his life stopped. What did Malfoy just say? Did I hear him call me a strong witch? Malfoy just handed me a compliment. Hermione let her wand slide back down into it's slot. She turned to Malfoy." I owe you an apology as well. I was out of line."

Hermione turned to Harry and Theo. She said, "I've had enough fun for one night. I'm going to head home. Thanks again for the apology Malfoy. You might be human after all."

Draco had replied, "Goodnight Granger. You have uncovered my only failing. I'm human."

When it was just the three men alone Harry had snarled, "Keep it up Draco. She'll end up hexing your balls off. I hope tonight is some kind of truce between the two of you. You have been going after each other for the last three years. It's fucking enough. I will be having this same conversation with Hermione. It's just enough already. We run in the same circles. We can at least have a modicum of respect among ourselves."

Theo hadn't said a word. He had literally been shocked into silence.

After Draco apologized to Hermione Theo had seen something. He had recognized it immediately. Theo saw it every time he looked at himself in the mirror. He had seen a wizard who was smitten with a witch. Theo couldn't wrap his head around it. Had it been anyone else Theo would have believed it in a heartbeat. This was Draco Malfoy. Theo was talking about. Hermione's number one detractor. Theo thought he had to be wrong. Theo hoped he was wrong. Draco may not have realized it yet but he wanted Hermione. Draco must see Hermione as a brilliant challenge. If this was the case all was lost for Theo. Draco always got what he wanted. Always. Theo decided he would have to make his moves soon.

Theo looked around. Harry had still been pissed. He said a hasty good night and had apparated away. Draco had given Theo a wave and apparated away next. Theo stood there a good long time praying he had misread the signs. Then he too apparated home.

Draco had sought out Astoria. Smiling, Draco had asked to sign up for the auction. He really didn't want to face Granger. Astoria kept smiling at him. It had gotten fucking creepy. Yes. She was gorgeous. No. He wouldn't kick her out of his bed. Still. When he looked at Astoria he heard Granger saying, "Are you angry because my legs don't spread when you smile?"

Blaise had a merry old laugh when Draco repeated the story of his argument with Granger. Blaise had replied, "Helena on a Horse. There's a living witch who won't take Draco Malfoy's shite lying down." Then he had laughed long and hard.

Draco had not been amused. Blaise smirked, "I hope Granger bids on me. I'd use the twenty four hours to get her to put her mouth on me. My dick is big enough to fill it." Draco had snarled, "Fuck you Blaise." Then he had stalked off. Draco had been annoyed as all hell. That fucking comment sounded even worse coming from someone else's mouth. Draco felt like an arse.

Draco felt Granger totally knew how to get under his skin. He was more than a little embarrassed at what had come out of his mouth at Atelier. Granger had zinged him a little too hard with that crack about legs opening when he smiled. He had retaliated. That crack about his dick and her mouth was beneath him. Besides. Draco would love her mouth on his dick. His dick would fit perfectly in her mouth. The only problem. If Draco managed to get his dick in Granger's mouth she would probably bite it off.

Draco had shaken his head. What the fuck kind of thoughts were these? Forget Granger. She was a shrew witch who didn't impact him at all.

Preparations for the auction were coming along nicely. There were only four more weeks until the event. An updated list of participants was being published daily. It seemed as though everybody over the age of eighteen in Wizarding Britain wanted to be involved.

The event was going to be held in the Atrium at The Ministry. After the magnificent response to the event, Minister Shacklebolt made plans to have the Atrium magically enlarged for the auction. The magically enlarged Atrium would easily hold 700 witches and wizards. The auction was quickly turning into a gala.

Hermione was over the moon about the upcoming auction. So many of her friends had signed up to have themselves bid out to others. With only two weeks left until the event everything was completely on track.

Out of the blue Leanne mentioned a rumor concerning Malfoy to Hermione. She had reported, "I heard Malfoy was going to bid on at least three witches. One for Friday, Saturday and Sunday." Hermione rolled her eyes and replied, "Even Malfoy wouldn't be that crass. Besides, it's one winning bid per person." Then Hermione had thought about it. Malfoy probably would have tried something like that.

While Hermione mulled over rumors about Draco, Draco was thinking about Hermione. He had been thinking about Hermione a lot. In fact, Draco had been satisfying himself almost every night by visualizing Hermione with his dick in her mouth or him pounding into her. Every time Draco finished jerking off he had felt like a dolt. He had ejaculated thinking about Granger. What Draco wouldn't give for her to come to him willingly. Merlin. That would be sweet. Suddenly he was hard again. Gods, he thought. Would this never end?

While Draco struggled with his hard on Hermione struggled with her co-chair. Hermione did not care for Astoria. Hermione was doing her best to be personable to the witch. In Hermione's estimation Astoria was a giggly trollop. At Hogwarts there had been stories. Astoria was known for being a little loose in the knickers with the rich, pureblood wizards. For some unknown reason Malfoy had come to Hermione's mind. She thought Malfoy had probably shagged Astoria many times. Hermione couldn't abide a witch who threw her assets around to get what she wanted.

Recently, Hermione had noticed Astoria giggling and grinning with Theo. Hermione didn't like it. Hermione wouldn't pick Theo as the life wizard for herself. She did like him as a friend. Hermione didn't want Theo to get caught up with fickle, loose knickered Astoria. If Theo noticed Hermione watching him and Astoria he would turn red. Hermione always looked away. She didn't want Theo to think she was spying.

Hermione never said anything about Astoria out loud. It would seem like jealousy. The last thing Hermione wanted had been for anyone to think she was jealous of air head Greengrass. Oh shite, thought Hermione. I'm really glad I didn't say that out loud. It sounds childish.

Speaking of childish. Hermione had run into Malfoy at the club several times. He had nodded at her and she had nodded at him.

Theo got flustered whenever he and Hermione encountered Draco. Once. Draco had stated, "Almost time for the auction Granger," directly to Hermione. Theo nearly had an apoplexy. Harry had asked, "Are you okay Theo?" Hermione had been concerned. Theo had shrugged it off replying, "I think something got caught in my throat."

Theo was still trying to date Hermione. They had gone out several times. Technically, they weren't dates. Usually Harry, Ginny or one of their other friends ended up on the 'date' with them.

Theo was getting frustrated. He would look at Hermione and want to grab her by the arm and lead her to the nearest bed. When he was home alone he masturbated to the thought of Hermione asking him to do that very thing. In his heart Theo knew Hermione didn't think of him in that way. He was just having a really hard time moving on.

With only one week left before the auction Hermione and Astoria had called a meeting for all the participating witches and wizards. They wanted to go over what was expected of the participants.

Once the participants had gotten settled Hermione explained the rules, "A bidder could bid as many times as he or she liked up to the winning bid. Choose wisely. Once you have secured a winning bid you are done for the night. There will only be one winning bid per person. A participant is also allowed to bid on his or her winning bidder. This means two people can feasibly end up with forty eight hours between them. You cannot throw your winning bid back if someone better comes along." Hermione had paused and smiled.

There were a lot of boos from the group. Hermione smiled even wider thinking, wankers.

Hermione had chanced to look at Malfoy. This bit of information hadn't seemed to have affected him at all. From the look of him the stupid rumors couldn't possibly be true.

Little did Hermione know. She had been right. The information she had imparted to the group didn't mean much to Draco. Draco wasn't worried. He had a plan. He had a good plan. Miss Hermione Granger was in for a surprise.

Astoria took over to tell the group about additional points. "The requirement was formal dress robes or formal muggle wear. All participants had to be at the Ministry signed in by 8:00 pm. Any participant not signed in by 8:00 will forfeit the right to be in the auction. The auction was for a good cause. Everybody who committed to it should follow it through."

Astoria had stepped back. Hermione had taken over again. Hermione had stated, "Signing in will only take seconds. All of you were given a charm when you signed on. Bring the charm with you to the Ministry and drop it in the designated box. Magic will do the rest. A very important part of this auction is the celebrity who is participating to further our cause. Witches you will have the opportunity to bid on none other than the world famous Bulgarian Seeker, Viktor Krum. So get your galleons in order."

When Hermione finished speaking, the witches had been the ones who were making the noise.

Astoria came forward as Hermione stepped back. She had to wait for five full minutes until the witches calmed down. Astoria was finally able to be heard. She asked, "Are there any questions?"

Ron Weasley had shouted out, "Is there any way I can be sure of getting Hermione?"

Hermione's face had turned brick red. She knew Ron was being a prat. She and Ron could barely stand each other anymore.

Astoria had answered, "No. The only sure way is to have the winning bid."

Draco had rolled his eyes. He was annoyed with Weasley. He remarked, "Stupid fucking git. You didn't know what to do with her when you had her." Draco thought to himself. The prat doesn't even own enough galleons to bid on Granger.

Hermione and Astoria had thanked everyone for coming. Both witches called out, "Good luck. We'll see you on Saturday."

The Tuesday before the auction Draco and Hermione ran into each other at Leakeys. Draco had asked, "So. Will you be bidding on me then Granger?"

Hermione laughed as she replied, "Not even in you wildest dreams Malfoy." Then Hermione had leaned in and cheeked, "You wouldn't want a witch whose mouth is too big to handle your dick. Would you?" Hermione had laughed out loud as she walked away.

Draco had been mortified. He was even more mortified because Blaise who was with him heard the entire conversation. Blaise had laughed long and hard. He smirked, "I'll be bidding on Granger. You've got me curious as to how much dick her mouth can hold." Draco had stomped off in a rage.

Blaise thought, pitiful git. Granger has gotten into his head. Draco wants to get in Granger's knickers in the worst way. But he's Draco fucking Malfoy. He won't admit anything until he's slapped upside the head with it. Fucking baby.

For the rest of the week wizards (and witches) were betting on who would go for the highest amount of galleons. The favorites were Viktor Krum. Of course. Then Harry. Then Hermione. Then Draco. Then it became a three way draw among Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley and Astoria Greengrass. Blaise, Theo and Padma Patil rounded out the top ten. By Friday night almost everyone knew who they wanted to bid on.

People were sure the auction would make more than enough to find suitable homes for every single beast and creature in the Forbidden Forest twice over.

Finally. The night of the auction arrived. The Daily Prophet had reporters and photographers all over the place. Following the event the Daily Prophet would publish an article stating that many witches (and wizards) had purchased their outfits from France, Italy and even the US.

Viktor Krum had been resplendent in a coal black muggle suit, blue button down shirt, blue dragon skin boots and a black tie. He was hands on favorite to go for top galleons. All the witches and wizards looked fantastic. They were dressed impeccably. It would be hard done for anyone to pick out the most beautiful witch or most handsome wizard.

At the start of the gala Minister Shacklebolt spoke a few words about where the galleons would be going. He acknowledged how well everything had turned out. Kingsley specifically thanked Hermione and Astoria for their hard work. He had also thanked The Board of Governors who had voted to match whatever was raised at the auction.

People had begun to get restless for the auction to begin. Just when the entire room thought Kingsley would go on forever, the Minister had gestured for the auction to start. The bidding started at precisely 9:30.

First to go on the block was celebrity guest Bulgarian Quidditch Seeker Viktor Krum. There were at least 25 witches vying to get in the top bid. Most of the 25 witches dropped out when the bid went too high. When the bidding was all done Viktor had been won by an elegant Italian witch for the unbelievable sum of 2000 galleons. The whole auditorium had broken out in whispering and clapping.

Harry had gone on the block next. A bidding war broke out between a Pureblood witch from France and a Pureblood witch from America. When the bidding was all done Harry had been won by the French witch for the tidy sum of 600 galleons.

Hermione went on the block after Harry. The bidding was spirited. There had been a four way war among Viktor Krum, a wizard from the South of France, Blaise Zabini and Theo Nott. Viktor Krum won handily by bidding 900 galleons. Hermione was as red as the proverbial beet.

Draco had gone on the block fourth. The bidding had been fierce. The American witch who lost the bid on Harry won easily with her bid of 610 galleons. Draco hadn't been able to contain himself. He had smirked at Harry. Surreptitiously Harry gave Draco the two finger salute.

The bids became more reasonable after Draco. The top bid for Ron Weasley had been 250 galleons. The top bid for Astoria Greengrass had been 255 galleons. The top bid for Ginny Weasley had been 260 galleons. The top bid for Blaise had been 290 galleons. The top bid for Theo had been 200 galleons. The top bid for Padma had been 175 galleons. And so it went down the line until the last winning bid had been placed.

After the auction there had been plenty to eat and a variety of music for dancing. It had been a time for celebration. The fund raising event had been a great success.

Each winning bidder had to dance at least one dance with the witch or wizard they won.

Winning bidders had to collect within a month. After thirty days the bid was null and void. Their bid money would be forfeited.

The winning bidders were allowed to choose how they wanted to use their twenty four hours. The only stipulation. They had to use a minimum of four hours for any encounter.

The total raised at the Auction Benefit totaled 9500 galleons. The 9500 would be matched by the Board of Governors. The 19000 galleons was more than enough to relocate the beasts and creatures currently residing in the Forbidden Forest.

The Centaurs were the only beasts who could voice their opinions on where they wanted to live. Their unanimous vote had been the uninhabited forest in Ireland where they could live free from the eyes of humans. After many discussions with the Irish Ministry and several donations later the creatures and beasts had been relocated.

Most of the Forbidden Forest had been razed. A small section of forest was left for the pleasure of future students. The razed area would become the home of the Dumbledore-Snape wing of Hogwarts. The Dumbledore-Snape wing was destined to become the new potions and DADA labs.

Viktor fulfilled his auction requirement with the elegant Italian witch. Then he came to collect from Hermione. They scheduled four six hour dates. On the third date Viktor overstepped his bounds with Hermione. There was no fourth date. Hermione and Viktor haven't spoken since. Hermione hadn't bid on anyone.

Harry fulfilled his auction requirement with the French witch. The witch had tried very hard to get Harry to come live in France. Harry declined all invitations. Harry had bid on Susan Bones and won. Susan was very glad to fulfill her requirements. She and Harry have been dating ever since.

Theo and Astoria fulfilled their auction requirements with their winning bidders. However, Theo found he had a lot more in common with Astoria Greengrass than he realized. Theo finally gave up on Hermione. He and Astoria began dating not long after the auction.

Draco fulfilled his auction requirement with The American witch. No one knows what happened between them. Draco never mentioned the witch again. In the privacy of his bedroom, Draco vowed to hex Viktor Krum

The wizard from the South of France had given his best effort to the bid. He hadn't won Granger. In reality, he was a Malfoy family friend who had been doing the bidding for Draco.

It wasn't until a year later Draco found out his dick fit perfectly in Granger's mouth. By that time, Draco and Hermione had long admitted their feelings for each other. They have been a couple for over ten months.

Blaise had stayed on the sidelines sniping, "I told you so."

The End