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Hermione Granger had a philosophy; Once you've grown accustomed to something -No matter how unexpected it may be– It will always be painful to go back to the way things were.

She thought about this as she pushed her way into platform nine and three quarters discreetly, an act she had perfected over the years. Quickly dodging a few rowdy first years Hermione walked into the train and made her way past what felt like an endless amounts of doors until she reached an apartment filled with Weasley red hair mixed with raven Potter black.

Any other year Hermione would have walked in strutting around the room confidently as she lectured them on not doing their homework, though during the summer Hermione went through a change that nobody predicted. She had relaxed.

Sliding open the door she walked in and laughed at the scene unfolding before her eyes.

Ron had apparently fallen asleep on one of the seats and Harry was bent over him drawing on his face with a very muggle pen.

She laughed and the sound caused Harry to look up with a cheeky grin on his face.

She shook her head at him smiling and he came over to hug her.

"Now personally." Harry said leading her over to look at Ron. "I think it's an improvement."

Ron's face was now decorated with glasses, a lightning bolt scar and Harry had joined his freckles like a dot-to-dot pattern.

Harry lazily slung his arm over her shoulders and put his other hand on his hip still grinning down at his lightly snoring friend.

Hermione laughed again, a thing she often did in Harry's prescence and smiled up at him. Usually it was Ron that had the outstanding growth spurts, but Harry had grown at least five inches since she last seen him. Making her neck strain from looking up at him.

"I see the likeness." She laughed and tapped his own glasses mockingly.

"Are you saying you don't like it?" Harry asked with mock outrage.

"No mister Potter." She laughed. "But why not-" She trailed off and pulled out her own wand, changing Ron's hair to black with a flick of her wrist.

"Nice." Harry commented and they both sat down to watch Ron wake.

"Hermione?" He asked groggily and sat up, causing her to bite down on her lip to contain her mirth.

"Hi Ron." She smiled and leaned over to hug him.

"When did you get here?" He asked and rubbed his eyes sleepily, the ink around his eyes smudged and his new black hair stuck out on all ends.

"A few minutes ago." She smirked and he nodded sleepily.

Harry's arm was still around her and Ron paid it no attention. It was true Hermione and Ron had dated for a while but as they entered their seventh year at Hogwarts, they entered it as friends.

Other than the ink and fake hair Ron was currently sporting, he hadn't changed much over the brief summer Hermione hadn't seen him, he hadn't even grown, though he still was a lot bigger than Hermione.

"You two are so tall. You both look so different since when we first started."

"You can talk." Harry laughed and Ron nodded in agreement. She just looked blankly at them.

"I haven't changed..."

They scoffed in unison, an amusing sight to see since Ron currently looked so much like Harry.

"Our little Hermione's a woman now."

It wasn't a lie, the short bushy haired eleven year old grew into a beautiful wavy haired woman that a lot of their male classmates had noticed over the years.

"I can't believe it's our last year." Harry said smiling sadly.

"Oh i know. What are the chances of you two just taking it easy and not trying to get us killed?" Hermione asked hopefully and Harry grinned, pulling her head to rest on his shoulder.

"You really think that nothing amazing will happen this year?" Ron asked shaking his head.

Hermione had to bite down on her lip again.

"You're right."

"I know." Ron smirked.

"Good lord Weasel, i knew you were prone to hero worship but that's going a little too far."

The trio all looked up to find the source of the lazy drawl came from none other that Draco Malfoy, who was leaning arrogantly on the frame of their compartment door.

"What are you talking about ferret?" Ron sneered at him.

Hermione and Harry had to contain their smirks, while Draco showed no shame in showing his.

"You're walking shrine you've made out of yourself, and I'm guessing the original hero and mudblood knew about it." He replied glaring at them all.

Before Hermione could react both Harry and Ron had drawn their wands and Hermione only rolled her eyes.

"It never ends." She groaned and Draco raised an eyebrow at her.

"Care to share muddy?"

She stood up faced him.

"Every year." She began crossing her arms. "You stroll in here with the same tired insults, smirk, and leave with your cronies." She looked around and found him alone. "But i see they're gone. Has everyone wised up to your ways Malfoy?"

Nothing Hermione said could wipe the smirk from his face as he stood as calm as ever.

"Gained a spine Granger? I can see this year will be a little more fun." He left and Hermione turned to face the two grinning boys behind her.

"That was fantastic Hermione!"

"Bloody brilliant!"

Hermione laughed and they all sat down again until Ron frowned.

"What did he mean about hero worship and shrines?" He eyed them carefully and Hermione burst out in giggles.


After a quick cleaning spell and a slight fight between two friends Hermione, Harry and Ron sat at their table in the great hall laughing at jokes and completely oblivious to everything around them.

Seamus had thrown an apple at Harry which had made Hermione laugh, a sound that reached the ears of a few males that had been admiring her from afar.

"You seem to have a lot of guys after you 'Mione." Ginny said from her seat across from her.

"What? That's not possible." Hermione rolled her eyes and Harry scoffed.

"You've got to be joking." Harry said and Hermione poked his side.

"Are you making fun of me?" She teased and poked him again.

Ron looked up from his goblet and groaned. "Get a room."

"Shove it Ronald." Hermione laughed.

"If i did I'm afraid Harry would get jealous."

Hermione was about to throw her own orange when Professor Dumbledore stood up to address the hall.

"Students." He said kindly and they all ceased talking. "Now what we've been satisfied with our welcome back ritual i have an announcement."

The students listened, except for the occasional braver students that would make a joke, or an insult and laugh at their professor's expense.

"Along with announcing our new head boy and girl-"

Harry smirked at Hermione and she blushed.

"We have decided that this year we will host a fund raiser, in which all the galleons made will go to St Mungo's."

There was an outbreak of whispering, some excited and some anxious. Hermione remained silent, knowing there was more to come.

"The fund raiser." Dumbledore continued. "Will be an auction wherein the sixth and seventh year females in the school that want to take place will be auctioned off to the highest bidder for a week. Spells will be put into effect to make sure that no illegal or unorthodox behavior happens. It will all be purely good natured and the females will not have to do anything they don't want to."

The outbreak in the hall was tremendous, the screaming, the squeals, the offended scoffs and the high fives across the hall all added to the roaring of voices.

One voice however, stood out louder than the rest. The offended shout of Hermione Granger filled the ears of all the people in the hall.


Well Howdy! I wrote this because i had read an auction fic and it sort of lacked what i was looking for. So here it is, my own contribution to the ever growing collecton of cliche's. Love it or hate it review anyway!

AngelMagical. xx