I do not own Harry Potter, sadly, or the pairings (and the personalities) would be so messed up it wouldn't be Harry Potter anymore... Enjoy!

When dawn cracked, I shook Ilyra awake. "Time to return you."

She nodded, her eyes turning back to the withdrawn look. "Of course. Let's get hurrying then."

Remus grabbed her arm roughly and dragged her from the hut. I kept a smirk firmly on my lips as I sauntered from the hut. All eyes, once more, turned to us. "I was beginning to think she'd killed you, Remus."

"I wouldn't have allowed that," Remus smirked.

"Of course not. I've heard about your tastes," Odin chuckled from his chair.

"I'd like to buy her, for good. As well as two others," Remus stated firmly.

Odin narrowed his eyes, "Two others?"

"You should remember them from my last visit. Frida, looks like she'll grow up to be something worthy of my time. And that pretty one, Mira," Remus said firmly. "Of course, Roma shouldn't go without a companion."

"Scented anyone, Roma?" Odin asked me. How dare he use my nickname?

I shook my head, experimentally sniffing the air, "Not that I can tell. Shame. You have some delicious looking meat here."

"I guess the three will do then," Remus spoke before Odin could reply to my comment.

"How much were you talking?" Odin asked curiously. If what Remus told me, this should work.

"I happened upon a few thousand galleons," Remus told him. "How much has still yet to be counted. A vault from my parents, hidden when they died. Just found it recently. And well, these girls were still caught in my mind. I'm thinking there should be about twenty thousand, more, or less."

Odin eyed the bag in my brother's hand. "Get Frida and Mira," Odin spat at Ilyra.

Illyra nodded and rose from the ground, running off towards a large building.

"Why do you wish for these girls, Remus?" Odin asked.

"I need a little company," Remus said off-handedly. "Roma hardly puts out and I'm not one for incest. And she doesn't offer a variety."

Okay, that's disgusting...

"Twenty thousand?" Odin asked, eying the bag yet again. "We'll see what condition they're in when they arrive."

Ilyra returned, five minutes later, with a girl the same age as her. Mira had black hair, green eyes, and was absolutely stunning. My eyes frittered to the red headed girl, near Declan's age, with brown eyes. She was frail, skinny. Malnourished, they both were.

They weren't in good condition at all. They both needed a proper meal and rest, for the next fifteen days just to get them healthy looking.

"Let's see..." Odin stood and walked over to them, looking all of them over. "Two for twenty. I'll give you this bitch for twenty more," Odin spoke.

Remus nodded, "Very well. Forty. There's fifty in the bag for your trouble. That's ten extra."

Odin set his jaw. He didn't seem to like being outsmarted. "You tricked me."

"Actually, I'm giving you more than you wanted," Remus replied calmly. "I didn't trick you."

Odin growled and I placed a hand on Remus's elbow in warning. He was going to fight. I recognized it.

"You are in my pack territory," Odin growled. "I say you tricked me."

"And I say I'm making a fair deal," Remus replied. I can add ten more. Sixty."

Odin faltered slightly, "You'd really give up that much for these wenches?"

"Yes," Remus replied. "That's twenty each. Take it?"

Odin glanced at the bag in Remus hand once more. "How much more is in there?"

"That's to be decided when you give me an answer."

"Make it seventy-five," Odin said greedily. "And we'll have a deal."

Remus smirked, "Deal." He looked towards the girl. "Let's go, ladies. We have a portkey to catch."

Odin jerked his head in our direction and the girls quickly scrambled to our side. I took Frida's hand and linked arms with Ilyra. Remus tossed Odin the bag and grabbed Mira. We apparated at once.

And mission accomplished:)