Welcome to the last chapter of How to Seduce the Unwilling Asshole. I won't bore you with a long author's note. On with the end!

(Please read the end author's note.)

It was far too cold to be mid-June. According to the thermometer that was outside year-round, it was just above 0 degrees. But then, it was also about nine in the morning on a Saturday. No one was up and about this early, which the girls were all quite thankful for. The population of the school didn't need to witness some possible skinny dipping.

"Well, here we are," Eryn said quietly, cutting the silence. The others chuckled a bit and looked at one another, shuffling to keep warm. Obviously none of them had been prepared for the surprisingly chilled weather (although being on the large wooden platform put in the centre of the Black Lake in their fourth year for the Triwizard Tournament probably didn't help), as they were all stood in tees and jeans and, in Sam's case, a short skirt that came dangerously close to flying up each time a breeze blew in. Only Rose looked alright, having just rolled from bed and was still donning pyjamas and her blanket.

Yes, like a four year old, she had her fuzzy Doctor Who blanket wrapped round her.

"It is time to go over the final payoff of this year's bet," Eryn continued. Her gaze passed over each girl, all of whom stared back. Finally, it stopped on Kenzie, who was stood next to her. "Kenzie Thorne. Your results."

"I have succeeded in getting a kiss from one Draco Malfoy," she said stoically, playing along with the tense attitude. A slight smile tugged at her lips as she thought briefly of the boy who had been such a pain in her arse, but now she couldn't stop wanting to see.

A nod from Eryn and her eyes flicked over to Rose. "Rose Carson. Your results."

"I snogged Ronald," she replied with a yawn. A bit of a laugh came from Sam and the former girl smiled a bit.

"Annabelle Hawkins. Your results."

"I got a kiss from Blaise… And a bit more…" she murmured, looking down at the ground. All eyes widened slightly in surprise and a finger was pointed sternly at her by the pink-haired girl.

"We shall discuss this later," she said in a mockingly warning tone, earning her an eye roll. "Moving on. Samantha Calloway. Your results."

"I did not succeed in fucking Neville Longbottom, I'm afraid," she told them easily. "But I'm not too bothered by it." A few eyebrows were quirked in curiosity, but she shook her head. This was one secret she was keeping from them for Neville. She had sworn.

"And we all know you got your kiss from Harry," Kenzie chuckled. Her friend's face reddened at the mention and a laugh was passed through the circle as they let themselves ease up.

"Well, then that's it, isn't it?" Rose interrupted as the laughter died down. "Sammie, you've got to jump."

"Okay, but can we please promise not to tell the boys anything ever?" Annabelle piped up. Her tone sounded slightly desperate, but it matched the thoughts that had been running through her friend's minds before. If any of them became aware that their sudden interest in had stemmed from a childish betting game, they would all be boyfriend-less in a second.

Simultaneously, they nodded and put their hands on top of one another's in the centre of the circle. A slight smile rested on all their lips when they pulled away. Because they all knew one another's truths. Though it had begun as a bet, it had grown to so much more.

Kenzie had hated Draco. She had described fantasies where he was thrown into a burning house once when he had tried to piss her off. Yet somehow, throughout the course of the year, she had grown fond of his annoying antics.

Eryn had only had a longing crush on Harry. Dating him was a far-off dream that couldn't be achieved in her mind. He wanted Cho Chang, or some other, prettier girl. Yet they were together now, and she knew that he wanted her as much as she did him.

Annabelle had never spoken to Blaise. She didn't know anything about him, besides that he was a general manwhore and took after Draco. Yet he had proven he wasn't. He had broken off any sexual or romantic connection with any other girl for her.

Rose had wanted Ron to die. His quick temper and hers clashed far too often for either of them to be in the same room for too long without a fight breaking out. Yet she pushed between him and Lavender and had taken the place as his favourite girl.

And Sam had only wanted to seduce Neville. He was too breakable, to innocent, to virginal to damage with her sexual reputation. Yet he opened himself up to her like no one else had, and she now couldn't part from him no matter how hard she may have wanted to.

The four girls who weren't sentenced to a dip in the freezing water all took their steps back and turned as Sam stripped down to nothing. Slight laughs bubbled from their lips as she swore under her breath. The wind nipped at her skin, raising goosebumps that made her shiver. Her hair was let down and her shoes were kicked off along with her knee socks as she took a few steps back, looked at where she was headed, and took off at a sprint.

She screamed in euphoria, adrenaline pumping through her veins, as she took the jump off the edge and plummeted downwards. The other girls leant over to see her pale arms flying overhead as she fell in pointed-toes first. Graceful as ever, her hair flew up and she slipped into the rippling blackness with ease.

The others cheered as her head came up into view and laughed when she was cursing uncontrollably. And both actions only heightened when Rose caught sight of something across the lake.

"Oh my God, it's Neville!" she cried out between gasps of amusement, pointing to him. And she was right. As the girls all rolled on the platform, roaring with chuckles and chortles and giggles, Sam was bobbing in the icy lake, and Neville was stood on the shore, watching with wide-eyes.

Sam waved at him with a wide smile. He barely raised his hand in reply as he tried to subtly run away. But there was nothing subtle about his enormously tall body lumbering off. Sam's laugh could be heard from every corner of the castle.

This had been, without a doubt, the best year that the girls had ever had as they had tried and succeeded in seducing a group of unwilling assholes.

And that's it. That's the end of this story. Another thing I finally managed to finish. And I am actually very proud of this one, as well as the response that it recieved!

Thank you to every single person that ever reviewed this, even the nasty flamers (although flames only make me laugh, so no worries!) You are all the reason I continued this. Especially to the girls who this story is about: Kenzie, Eryn, Sam, and Annabelle. The links to their accounts are on my profile.

I love you all more than anything. The past 453 days (fucks sake this took forever) have been difficult, but this story had to be finished. Death threats from my lovely friends were a large chunk of why it's done. I'm incredibly happy that I got it done.

Yes, that was very sappy. Deal with it.

I'll possibly edit it later on, to get rid of the horrifyingly large amount of errors I made while typing quickly or with numb fingers or while people were distracting me. But you all got used to them, so thank you.

AND ONE MORE ANNOUNCEMENT. There might possibly be a sequel to this story! I'm not promising anything, but as Eryn, Sam, Kenzie, and I were walking home one day, were thought up chunks of what should happen in a possible sequel. Depending on schoolwork load, my motivation to do so, and if I actually want to commit myself to another year or story, it'll get written.

Now that I've got your hopes probably somewhere high up, I think I'll be leaving. Sorry for the intensely long authors note here, and the numerous mistakes in my characters, my plotlines, my spelling, my grammar, and other such things. But I'm only human.

Have a wonderful day, my darlings. I love you all.

Farewell!

-AngelicKat445

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