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The Oldest Profession	By : ODB Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > General Views: 30095 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Chapter 7

AN

Sorry for the slight delay in posting this but work has been manic and I’ve wanted to do nothing but collapse in front of the television in the evening. Still, I binge watched ‘Reacher’ in about three days.

The final chapter is presented here for your reading pleasure and we see Ginny getting serious. It’s always good to have a game plan and our sexy little redhead knows what she wants.

BTW, I have three other stories in various stages of completion so I won’t be away for long. What do you guys want – another Ginny story or a Harry centric one?

Purposefully, Ginny walked down the corridor in search of her brothers. The previous evening she’d had six bells fucked out of her by ‘her’ Gryffindor boys and she’d loved every second of it. She’d been turned into a cum dumpster and it had delighted her.

It had been a shock to her to discover a few days previously that her vault at Gringotts now contained enough gold not only to buy herself the best broom on the market but to have equipped a whole team, too. Strangely, now she had no desire to rush out a purchase a Firebolt or something similar. Now, she had a different goal.

“Ah, there you are,” Ginny said having found Fred and George lounging against a wall. “I want a word with you two.”

“Can’t it wait? We were just planning a superb prank that we are going to pull on that prat Marcus Flint.”

“Now, bookends,” she growled.

The twins shrugged and allowed themselves to be led off to one of the disused classrooms they had charmed for business use. Ginny activated the protective magic and they looked at her expectantly.

“First off, I want to ask you two a couple of questions. Firstly, when you leave Hogwarts at the end of next term do you still plan to open that joke shop?”

“Yeah, of course,” George replied, almost sounding offended that she would question it.

“So, you’re prepared to take the massive pay cut that you’re likely to suffer by not being pimps anymore, not to mention all the pussy you get?”

“Err…”

“We can hardly keep running this operation when we’re out of school, can we?” Fred pointed out.

“That leads me to my other question, what will happen to this business when you leave?”

“Dunno. I suppose someone will move in and take over when we go. There’s just too much demand for our services that someone won’t cash in on it.”

“Well, why don’t we keep it in the family? When you go, let me take over.”

The twins looked at her in shock.

“Next term, teach me about running the business. Teach me all those protective charms you use, how to make those contracts and introduce me to the clientele as someone who can take their bookings,” she urged.

“I don’t know, Gin-Gin,” Fred said. “I mean, that’s not all we do. We protect the girls from undesirables, too. You’re a bit small to be a protector.”

Ginny just pulled her wand and tapped her chin with it while giving her brother an unfriendly look.

“Ah, on second thoughts, forget that. No one is going to mess with you, are they? You’re probably the most vicious dueller in the whole school.”

“I don’t mind doing this for you, sis, but how is it doing to help us?” George asked.

“I’m glad you asked, brother-mine,” she said with a grin. “Open your joke shop. It will make a great front for your real business.”

“Which will be?”

“Running a knocking shop.”

“Eh?”

“Think about it. How many pupils have graduated from Hogwarts knowing that you two are the guys to come to if they want a good time? You must have hundreds of contacts who would be more than eager to use your services again. The joke shop would be a front and used to funnel income from prostitution through. You could have a Floo connection in the back of the shop and customers could use it to travel to another location which would be set up as a brothel. I bet Zoe would come and work for you and you must know other girls who have already graduated. You could make a fortune.”

Fred and George exchanged a hungry look.

“You know, we probably have enough money that we could buy a shop in Diagon Alley and a house somewhere else. Ginny’s right, the joke shop would be a great front for the operation,” Fred noted.

“Yeah, and I can think of several girls who I could convince to come and work for us,” George agreed.

“I’ll even invest in the business, too,” Ginny added. “Let’s keep it in the family, eh?”

“Brilliant! You know, we were just lamenting that we would have to give it all up when we graduated. This will be great!”

“Let’s go and talk to Zoe,” George said. “She was just complaining that she had nothing lined up after school. We can put her on a retainer and get her to do the leg work so we’ll be ready to open our door the moment we graduate.”

“Great idea! Come on, let’s go and find her.”

Grinning, the three redheads cancelled the magical protection and hurried out of the room. A new business empire was waiting to be created and they had work to do.

“Good evening, gentlemen. How lovely it is to see you all here tonight. I trust the refreshments we have provided are to your order?”

George grinned as the assembled Slytherins all cheered and raised their glasses. A lavish spread had been prepared for them and multiple bottles of booze were lined up on a table. Mind you, for the money that these five senior Slytherins had dished out they probably deserved the best. That said, it was for the entertainment that was being provided that they had probably decided to splash out the cash rather than the catering.

“It has now become customary for your graduation to be celebrated with a party such as this and I’m truly glad that you chose Weasley Enterprises to provide for you tonight. You won’t regret it, I promise you.”

“Then why don’t you piss off and provide us with tonight’s entertainment,” Felix Rosier called out. His fellow Slytherins all laughed and nodded their heads.

“Naturally, gents, and fear not, the entertainment will be starting any minute,” George assured them. “Now, as you are aware, relations between my house and yours has not always been the friendliest, which is a shame. Now, most of you present have used our services extensively during your time at Hogwarts and I would hope that you accept that my brother and I hold no ill will against the House of Snakes. Indeed, some of you have been our best customers.”

“Damn right we have been,” Barnaby Lee yelled earning more laughter. George just smiled.

“Well, I’m pleased to say that it is our intention to continue operating our usual high-quality service when we graduate from Hogwarts next year. I appreciate that a few of you might go insane due to not being able to shag our lovely girls senseless every night, but in a year’s time we will be open for business so I hope you’ll come and look us up.”

The announcement got a rousing cheer from the assembled Slytherins who no doubt were not looking forward to having to go without regular nookie. George was certain that he was looking at several future regular customers sitting right in front of him.

“That’s for the future, however, and I’m sure you’re all more interested in tonight’s entertainment. As I said, we regret the distrust that has built up between our two houses and, as a peace gesture, have provided our best girl for your pleasure tonight and, really, what could possibly be better than a Weasley? Gentlemen, may I present my beauteous sister, Ginny!”

Ginny stepped onto the small stage to huge cheers. George could only smile as four of the assembled Slytherins all went mental at her appearance. The fifth, as he recalled, had never used their services. Obviously, those that had hired his sister had greatly appreciated her talents.

“As you can imagine, I have no wish to see my own sister getting her kit off so I’ll leave you now,” George said, stepping off the stage and heading for the door. “Send a message if you need anything.”

“Hello, boys,” Ginny said from her position in the centre of the stage. “This will be a mixed bag for me tonight. I’m delighted that I’ll be celebrating your graduation with you all but sad that so many of my regulars will be leaving the school. I’ll miss you all.”

“Will you be working for Fred and George when you graduate?” Felix called out.

“Oh, yes. In fact, I’ll be running things here when they leave. After all, Weasley Enterprises has built up a reputation for our quality services and I can’t just let that all fall by the wayside just because my brothers graduate, can I?”

“What are you going to do for us tonight, Ginny?” Peregrine Derrick yelled.

“Well, I thought I’d start by taking all my clothes off. Would you like that?”

“YES!” every man in the room yelled.

“And after that… well, we’ll see. I’m sure you strapping boys will think of something we can do together.”

With a wave of her wand, thumping music by the Weird Sisters started playing and she began to dance. She was wearing an outfit that very approximately resembled a school uniform but was much sluttier. The skirt was far too short, her blouse was undone sufficiently to show off her cleavage and she had fishnet tights on. As sexy as the uniform was, she was determined that she would only be wearing it for the minimal time possible.

As Ginny strutted across the small stage, she began to shed clothing. Her tie was first, thrown out to the audience and snatched out of the air by Stuart Craggy, a boy who had used her services twice before and was, in her opinion, a very serviceable shag. Her shirt and skirt followed soon after, leaving her in just her underwear and tights.

Looking at the five Slytherins, she was delighted to see the hungry expressions on their faces. Some of them were openly massaging the front of their trousers. She couldn’t wait to start playing with what was hidden by the material.

Turning away from them, she unhooked her bra and slowly slid it from her shoulders. She had to admit, she was thoroughly enjoying performing a striptease and vowed to make this a regular event at every end-of-term party. Covering her chest with her arm, she threw her bra to the boys where it was grabbed by Felix who, probably like every male placed in a similar situation, draped it over his head like it was a pair of earmuffs. Grinning, Ginny raised her arms and let them have a good view of her tits. The boys all cheered and hooted at the sight of them.

By now, Ginny was feeling incredibly horny and could wait to rid herself of her knickers. Swaying in time to the music, she slid the garment down slowly over her thighs before letting them slide down around her ankles. She then kicked them towards the audience where Peregrine snatched them and took a deep sniff. The music faded as the five young wizards all leered at her naked form.

“Umm, Ginny? We have a problem and we were hoping you would solve it for us,” Felix announced suddenly before she had a chance to speak.

“Oh?”

“Yes, you see something unimaginable has happened amongst our esteemed ranks which has brought shame on the whole House of Slytherin.”

“I would have thought that your actions alone would have done that, Felix, but carry on.”

“Brace yourself, Ginny, because I have a terrible confession to reveal to you. One of our number has made it all the way through his seventh year at Hogwarts and he is still… oh the shame of admitting it! He’s still… a virgin!”

The other boys all cried in horror and covered their faces. At least, three of them did. One of them sat looking unamused by the whole thing. Perhaps unsurprisingly, it was the one boy she was unfamiliar with.

“Well, I admit I’m shocked,” Ginny said. “How can a tragedy like this have been permitted to happen?”

“I know not, my sweet Ginevra, but I know that if there is any witch within these castle walls who is best equipped to solve this calamity it’s you.”

“Flatterer.”

“I only speak the truth,” Felix said, slapping the disgruntled boy on the shoulder. “Ginny, this is Neil Lament, a wizard of disgusting purity, who’s cherry remains firmly unpopped. Will you, oh goddess of shagging, take this young man by the hand and lead him to salvation?”

“I think I can take care of it,” she admitted. “I suppose you dirty bastards will want to watch which I tackle the problem?”

“Well, we do have to ensure that he does the deed, after all.”

“I’m not going to have you bastards watching while I do it for the first time,” Lament growled, clearly unhappy with the arrangement.

“Ahem! I think you need to remember who is financing your participation tonight,” Barnaby said. “You can’t start dictating terms when we're the ones who shelled out to make it happen.”

“Besides, if I know that feisty, little redhead up there we’ll all be shagging her in a while. She’s more than capable of taking us all on at once,” Felix added.

“Oh, you’re only saying that because it’s true,” she purred. “Come on, don’t be shy, Neil. I promise I won’t bite. Well, not unless you want me to, that is.”

Reluctantly, Neil stood and shuffled towards the stage. Although he appeared quite calm, Ginny could see that he was actually terrified but hiding it well. Briefly, she wondered how such a tall, handsome young wizard had not got himself laid yet but she would soon sort that out. Quickly, she grabbed a chair from the side of the stage and had him sit on it, facing his friends.

“Now, don’t be afraid. I promise I’m going to make you feel like you’ve never felt before,” she purred into his ear. Neil said nothing but gripped the chair tightly.

Feeling she needed to relax him before they went any further, she gently turned his head towards her and kissed him. It was a slow, intense kiss and she dragged her lips against his. Pulling back, she could see the shocked look in his eyes.

“Mmm, you’re a great kisser,” she told him in a sultry voice before leaning in and capturing his lips again.

As a whore, snogging wasn’t something she did a lot of although some punters did like to smooch while they were doing it. Most, however, wanted to get down to dirtier stuff as soon as possible. It made a nice change, therefore, to find herself enjoying a good, old-fashioned make-out session. It also allowed her to start removing Neil’s clothing while he was distracted.

With her tongue rubbing slowly against his, Ginny started to unbutton the boy’s shirt. She managed to completely undo it and untuck it from his trousers before he even noticed but her warm hand stroking his chest soon settled him down again. To further distract him she guided his hands to her breasts and he began to eagerly fondle them. He was so intent on squeezing her tits that he didn’t notice her reach down and unzip his flies.

Ginny pulled back her head and looked him in the eyes. She could see the lust in them and she felt a familiar shudder of excitement that she got whenever a boy looked at her that way. The feeling of being desired in that way always did it for her. Neil’s eyes widened, however, when she slipped her hand into his open flies and began to caress his erect cock through his underwear.

“Ooh, that feels promising,” she crooned. “You’re nice and hard for me already, aren’t you? Tell me, Neil, would you like me to suck that big, hard dick for you?”

“Yes,” he blurted.

Grinning, she slid off his lap and began to pull his trousers down. Ginny deliberately positioned herself to his side so that Neil’s fellow Slytherins would get a good view. A quick glance at her audience revealed that they were watching her like a hawk. She winked at them before tugging Neil’s underwear down and allowing his cock to spring free.

Taking it in her hand, she gave it a couple of experimental strokes and was pleased to see he was a respectable length. Slowly, she lowered her head before wrapping her ruby-red lips around his straining shaft. Neil moaned as she began to suck him hard.

It amused Ginny that sucking dicks had become her favourite hobby. Maybe there was something in her personality that loved bestowing pleasure on people and that’s why she loved giving blow jobs but maybe she just enjoyed the feel of a cock in her mouth. Either way, she hummed happily as she feasted on Neil’s pole.

After sucking him for a minute or two, Ginny pulled back and admired her work. Neil’s cock was hard and rigid with a prominent vein in his shaft throbbing. Her saliva dripped down his length and she knew it was time for her to take this lovely dick inside her. She stood and swung her leg over his, shuffling forward until she was directly over his manhood. She looked back over her shoulder for a moment.

“Hey, Felix? You know that problem that Slytherin had? Well, you don’t have it anymore.”

She then slowly lowered herself down and let Neil’s cock slide into her pussy.

“Oh, sweet Merlin,” the boys gasped as she took his full length inside her.

There were cheers and whistles from the audience and Ginny turned her head slightly and grinned at them. She soon turned back and began to ram herself down onto Neil rapidly, growling with pleasure at the feel of his rock-hard dick in her wet cunt.

For all his initial reluctance, Neil seemed to be getting into it. His hands were greedily fondling her tits as she rode him. Ginny leaned back, enjoying the feel of his rough hands squeezing her breasts and his hard prick deep in her pussy. Soon, she completely forgot that she was being watched and just concentrated on fucking the guy beneath her.

Unfortunately, Lament’s inexperience soon became evident. With a shuddering gasp, Neil grabbed her and held her tight. He bucked against her several times while moaning and Ginny realised that he had just cum. The poor young man hadn’t lasted long but had done well while he’d been going. As he went limp, Ginny caressed his cheek and placed a soft kiss on his lips. He smiled at her, his face flushed and his chest heaving.

“Enjoy that?” she asked.

“Oh, definitely. That was amazing.”

“I’m glad,” Ginny told him, standing and shuffling back. She then turned to confront her audience and got a shock.

While she’d been busy riding Neil, the other four Slytherins had taken the opportunity to divest themselves of their clothing. They sat on the sofas, naked as the day they were born, all slowly stroking their erect cocks.

“Well, I was going to ask you what you wanted to do next but I think I can guess,” she said with a smirk.

“Come over here, Ginny, it’s time for you to earn your pay,” Felix said.

With her heart pounding, Ginny walked over to where the four young wizards were seated. She dropped onto the sofa between them and greedily reached out for the two nearest dicks which belonged to Felix and Peregrine. Eagerly, she stroked the thick, hard shafts as the boys’ rough hands began to grope at her. Soon, Stuart and Barnaby joined in and she had four pairs of hands caressing her flesh. Fingers soon began to delve into most private spaces, with Barnaby thrusting three fingers into her wet cunt and Peregrine sticking his middle finger up her arsehole. Felix began to roughly suck her left nipple while Stuart squeezed her right boob. She moaned with pleasure at having so much male attention.

While she’d only just been gangbanged by her fellow Gryffindors, she instantly knew that this would be a very different affair. With her classmates, Ginny had several times had to encourage them to sample everything her body offered and assure them that they could be as dirty as they liked with her. With this group, she sensed no such encouragement would be required.

Soon, she was howling in pleasure as both her holes were finger-fucked. Juices were already spraying out of her pussy and her body arched and shook as they ravaged her. They pawed at her like a pack of hungry animals and she loved it.

Before long, the boys decided they wanted more from her. Ginny felt herself pulled up and then pushed down onto her hands and knees. As quick as lightning, Felix dropped down behind her and rammed his huge meat into her cunt, driving most of his impressive length into her in one thrust. Stuart claimed the spot in front of her and shoved his throbbing dick between her lips and a fair way down her throat. For a second, Ginny had visions of their two cocks hitting each other somewhere deep inside her but even this pair weren’t that well-endowed.

Having sat and watched her screw Neil must have driven the boys wild as they fucked her with a level of intensity she’d never experienced before. Felix was bellowing loudly as he gripped her hips tightly and slammed himself into her. Stuart was obviously trying to get his full length down her throat and soon succeeded causing Ginny to gag before she pulled her head back sending spittle to shower everywhere.

With her mind going into meltdown, the Slytherins suddenly changed over. Peregrine dropped to the floor and pulled her on top of him before sliding his dick into her pussy. Seconds later, she felt Barnaby’s weight on top of her and his cock being forced into her back passage. They then began to savagely fuck her as she screamed her approval.

“So that’s why you two always hire hookers together,” she heard Felix say. “I always did wonder.”

She had wondered about the pair’s presence here and the fact that the other Slytherins seemed unconcerned about stripping off in front of them but clearly, Peregrine and Barnaby’s bi-sexual tendencies remained a secret for which she was grateful.

“That looks fun,” Stuart noted. “Wanna double-team her like that when it’s our turn, Felix?”

“Definitely,” the tall wizard agreed, the hunger evident in his voice.

Time and time again, she was passed between the two pairs of wizards and her every hole was violated repeatedly. Neil even joined in having recovered and it soon became a confused melee. There didn’t seem to be a second when she didn’t have a large cock in her mouth, pussy and arsehole.

Eventually, it all became too much for the boys and one by one they came. Some of them came in her mouth while others shot their loads over her tits and her stomach. Increasingly, she was being reduced to a sweaty, sticky mess and her hair became plastered to her head. Still, the boys didn’t give her a moment’s rest although increasingly she found herself with just one of them at any one time.

As Peregrine grunted and sprayed a thick jet of spunk over her face, it occurred to Ginny that her clients must be using magical help to keep them going. After all, this was the third time he had cum and even after giving her a frosty finish his dick didn’t look to be sagging.

It had been just after seven o’clock when Ginny had taken to the stage and, even as Stuart flipped her over and began to sodomise her again, she glanced at a clock on the wall and was shocked to see it twenty past nine. They had been fucking her for over two hours? Merlin, no wonder she was knackered.

No matter what tricks the boys used to keep going, they couldn’t last forever. After Stuart had finished battering her ring and Neil had hurried forward and spunked in her mouth, she thought she had finished. The approach of Felix cradling his massive tool in his hand soon convinced her otherwise.

“I’m going to have you one last time, Ginny,” he announced. “After all, it might be ages before I get the chance again.”

“Come on, then, big boy,” she purred while spreading her legs for him. “Stick that oversized sausage up my pussy.”

Kneeling, Felix quickly got into position and forced his thick cock into her abused hole. While she was near the end of her endurance, it seemed fitting that Felix should be the last boy to fuck her this school year, especially as he’d been her first. Soon, the familiar feeling of being filled by his delicious length washed over her and she came for the umpteenth time that evening. Felix began to build up speed, his meat thrusting into her repeatedly as he bent down and pressed his lips to hers. Their tongues battled and he rammed himself into her.

She lost all sense of time as her favourite punter fucked her wildly. Her hands wandered over his sweaty flesh and his fingers squeezed her tits roughly. They rolled about with their lips pressed against each other’s, their bodies in complete harmony. Then, the handsome Slytherin pulled his head back and, with a grunt, ground his cock into her as hard as he could. Ginny reached up and stroked his cheek as he emptied himself into her, a look of ecstasy on his face as he did so. Eventually, he was still and he looked down at her.

“Fuck, I’m going to miss you, Weasley.”

“Yeah, I’m going to miss your massive cock and all that lovely gold you give me, too,” she said, giggling.

“Oh, Ginny, if you weren’t such a complete and utter whore I’d ask you to marry me.”

“Sorry, babe, I’m married to my job. Now, let me get up and get a drink. I have five different flavours of cum in my mouth.”

Laughing, Felix rolled off of her and helped her up. The other four boys were watching her with amused expressions and then, to her surprise, they all started clapping.

“Let’s hear it for the dirtiest, most beautiful whore Gryffindor have ever produced,” Felix cried, joining in.

Despite the fact she was ready to collapse, she managed a brief curtsy before the boys took pity on her and guided her to a seat. A large glass of Firewhisky was then placed in her hand and she drank gratefully.

The rest of the evening was then spent consuming the food and drink that had been provided. No one felt the need to dress, however, and they feasted as naked as the day they were born. Despite her tiredness, Ginny managed to knock back quite a lot of booze and soon became rather tipsy, much to the Slytherin’s amusement.

It was well past curfew when Ginny finally staggered out of the room and back towards the Gryffindor common room. Despite numerous Cleaning Charms, she still felt sticky and her hair was a complete mess. The costume she’d stripped in was in a bag and she’d reverted to her normal school wear although she’d been reluctant to don it without having a long bath first. That would have to wait until the morning as she barely had the strength to put one foot in front of the other. Truly, she’d been fucked senseless.

“Miss Weasley? What are you doing out this late?”

Jumping in shock, Ginny spun and saw Professor McGonagall standing behind her. In her tiredness, she’d become sloppy and not heard the stern Headmistress approach. This was bad!

“Umm, yeah, sorry, Professor. I was at an end of term party and wasn’t watching the time.”

“Really? How interesting. I was just in the Gryffindor common room and all your housemates seem to be accounted for. Just who was throwing this party, may I enquire?”

“It was the Slytherins,” Ginny admitted, not knowing how the woman would take this information.

“While I’m pleased to see that previous inter-house rivalry seem to be a thing of the past that does not excuse your behaviour. Curfew was ages ago and you should see the state of yourself, Miss Weasley! You look like you’ve been dragged through a hedge backwards. Is that alcohol I smell? Hmm, that’s not the worst thing I smell on you, either! What have you been up to, girl?”

“Oh, umm, you know, just having a good time.”

“Rather too good a time, I’ll wager. Really, Miss Weasley, the school affords you and your brothers a great deal of latitude in your business practices, but that is on the strict understanding that you are all discrete! Anyone taking one look at you could figure out what you’ve been up to this evening.”

“Wait! What, you, err, know about my brother’s business?”

“Oh, please give me some credit! While I most certainly do not approve of such behaviour, I do understand the necessity for it. Purebloods have been using the services of prostitutes for centuries and their presence at this school is traditional. Frankly, having professions within these walls cuts down a lot of problems for us staff. Hormonal teenage wizards are notorious troublemakers and having a service for them to, ahem, sate their desires is extremely useful. I must say, I was a little shocked that they’d dragged you, their own sister, into their operation.”

“It was more that I kind of forced them into it,” Ginny admitted. “I can’t believe that you know all about it.”

“A situation that can only be tolerated as long as I have plausible denial! Which means, Miss Weasley, it is not acceptable for you to be staggering around the corridors of the school late at night smelling like a brothel!”

“Sorry, I really am. Things got a bit out of hand. I’m normally much more careful.”

“Which is the only reason I’m letting you off with a warning. Go straight to the common room and I don’t expect to see a repeat of this performance, do you hear?”

“Yes, Professor.”

“Good. Now, before you go, perhaps you could clear something up for me. Next year will be your twin brothers’ last year at Hogwarts. Tell me, have they made arrangements for their operation to pass onto others?”

“Yes, Professor. We’re keeping it in the family and I’ll be taking over when they leave.”

“Hmm, that’s a surprise, although I am aware of what a capable your witch you are. If you do encounter any issues once you take the reins I will expect you to bring them to me… discretely.”

“Yes, Professor.”

“Good, now off you go,” McGonagall said before she looked back at Ginny one last time. “Miss Weasley, just how many Slytherins were at this party of yours?”

“Five.”

“And you were the only female present?”

“Umm, yeah,” she admitted, her cheeks flaming.

“Young witches today,” the professor muttered. “Off with you, girl.”

Ginny turned and hurried away, suddenly sober. The fact that their operation was, in fact, school-sponsored, even if they were unaware of it, was something of a shock. Clearly, the twins knew nothing of it and she didn’t feel inclined to tell them. Still, fostering a good relationship with the headmistress could be enormously beneficial and she started making plans in her head.

Suddenly, a career playing Quidditch didn’t seem so appealing to her.

Six years later

Humming to herself, Ginny walked down the lushly decorated corridor. Occasionally, she would hear a cry of passion escape from behind one of the many doors she passed. Business was booming.

This large house had only recently been purchased when the previous place had become too small for their needs. Fred and George had been keen to expand the operation and Ginny was now in charge of the place. Everyone addressed her as Madam Ginny and she had fourteen girls working for her. Despite her young age, everyone respected her and she looked after her girls well.

Sweeping down the staircase, she approached the reception desk behind which a young witch named Sarina. The pretty girl smiled as she saw Ginny approach.

“Evening, Madam Ginny. How are you today?”

“I’m good, Sarina,” she replied. “How are we looking tonight?”

“Pretty good. We’re nearly fully booked. Just three slots are available.”

“Excellent, we’re bound to fill them up later. No other problems?”

“No, we’re good. Oh, your six o’clock appointment is already here.”

“Wow, they’re early,” Ginny said with a smile. “They must be keen or something.”

“Quite so, Madam Ginny.”

Grinning at the girl, Ginny turned and headed towards the waiting room. If she wanted, she could have stopped entertaining clients completely but truthfully she still enjoyed the work too much. She might be rather selective about which clients she accepted but she still ended up getting screwed three or four times a week.

Opening the door she saw two tall, handsome men standing with glasses of wine in their hands. They smiled at the sight of her.

“Barnaby, Peregrine, how lovely to see you again,” she said, stepping forward to accept a kiss on the cheek from both of them.

“Sorry it’s been so long since we came to see you,” Peregrine said. “We’ve been rather busy, I’m afraid.”

“So I hear,” she replied. “How is married life treating you, Barnaby?”

“Alright, I suppose,” he said. “It was a political marriage, of course, but Margaret is decent company, I have to say. Shame she’s not a patch on you in the bedroom.”

“I would hope not! I am a professional, after all.”

“That doesn’t even begin in cover it,” the man said with a grin. “No one is like you, my dear.”

“Well then, why don’t we head upstairs and I’ll demonstrate that I haven’t lost any of my skills.”

Linking arms with both of the wizards, she led them out of the room and up the stairs. A tingle of excitement ran through her as she anticipated what was about to happen. She’d bedded hundreds of men (and women) in her time but she still loved sex and the two wizards on her arms were exceptionally skilled. She was guaranteed a fantastic evening.

As she walked up the stairs, a smile crept onto her face. She might have missed out on a career playing Quidditch, but she had no regrets. After all, she was the best in the business and was making a small fortune doing it.

Sometimes, you just had to go with your instincts.
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The Oldest Profession