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Working Girl	By : ronsmistress Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 8440 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hermione took all the parchments and filed them, making sure to verify who had a signed form and if it matched names in the book. Pansy was excited as well, and they made several notes on the pages to rewrite. Pansy wanted to let everyone know the truth, just like the girls wanted. She had a lot of editing to do, but for the second family, she would do it.

While she was busy at Hermione’s, Ron and Harry entered Helen’s. There were escorted into her private office by a house elf.

Helen looked up from her desk. “Gentlemen, Pansy told me you’d be by.” She stood and shook hands with both of them, before they sat in three chairs in front of her fire.

“Did she tell you why we were coming?” Harry asked.

‘Yes, Silverton.” Both men nodded. “What can I tell you?”

“Pansy said she’d heard that he’d offered money if you’d drop the wards.” Helen nodded. “How much did he offer?”

“Ten thousand galleons.” She said calmly. Harry and Ron’s eyebrows flew into their hairlines.

“What?!” Ron said leaning forward. Helen merely nodded again. “What types of wards do you have here?”

“They protect the girls from wizards that try to go against arrangements that are already made when they negotiate their prices. The girls talk with the clients downstairs, agree on a fee and what will and won’t be done. The rooms the girls live in read that agreement when the couple enters. The wards are also set to the signatures of the girls who live in the rooms. They are set with each girl in mind. If there is something a girl will not do no matter the amount of money, the ward is set with that in mind. Not one girl here is willing to what Silverton asked if the wards were dropped. Only a handful were still willing to see him at all.”

“Did the girls confide in you what he wanted?” Harry asked.

“Oh yes. He liked to hit women. He was into things like slapping, spanking, restraints, whips, even humiliation play.”

“Which consists of?” Harry leaned forward.

“In most cases it involves things like demeaning comments, calling girls bitches and making them say things degrading about themselves, or admitting to shameful desires. It also consists of master and slave play. If the two parties are consensual, certain rules and safe words would be agreed upon. In Silverton’s case, it was more extreme.”

Harry and Ron exchanged a look. “Extreme how?” Ron asked.

“He wanted to vomit, urinate, even defecate on the girls.” She said quietly. “He also objected to safe words, wanting total control.” Harry and Ron looked at each other. They were asking these questions to get an idea of character.

“Helen,” Harry said, “if none of the girls here were willing to give him what he wanted, why not try another brothel?”

“It would serve no purpose if she enjoyed it. Silverton likes to hear screams, crying. A woman that enjoys it wouldn’t get him off. A woman who won’t would scream louder.” She fell silent as they looked at each other.

“Pansy mentioned something about an Ireland address.” Harry told her.

“It’s in Lisburn.” She told them. “In the hills of the northern countryside. It’s called Castle Vadstill.”

“How do you know this?”

She looked to Ron. “He gave me the address, hoping if he paid well enough he might be able to ’order’ some of my girls for a party. A party where he was the only guest I would assume.”

“Thank you for speaking with us Helen.” Ron said standing and offering his hand.

“You’re welcome.” Helen nodded and watched the two men leave her office.

Pansy arrived back at Ron’s with her arms full of parchments. Ron and Harry were pouring over maps on the kitchen table.

“Hello.” Pansy said kissing his cheek.

“Thanks for tipping us off to Helen. She was wonderful.” Pansy smiled at Ron.

“You’re welcome.” She said. Harry handed her a sandwich from box they had on the table.

While the two men worked in the kitchen, Pansy took out the shrunken desk from her trunk and enlarged it, setting it up in the front room. For the next hour while Pansy scratched away with her quill, memos went back and forth from the floo for Ron and Harry.

All of a sudden, an owl tapped in the window. Pansy recognized it right away and let it in. She flew into the kitchen.

“Ron!”

“What is it?” He turned to her immediately as she held out the letter.

“Douglas Silverton is made an appointment to see Helen tomorrow morning.”
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