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Working Girl	By : ronsmistress Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 8503 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Pansy worked on the parchments for the next few days. She told Helen she needed to take some time off without seeing customers. Ron had given her 450 galleons. She knew it was to give her more after the cut was taken out. She gave Helen an extra hundred galleons to make up for not working for awhile. Helen thought nothing of it. Sometimes the girls needed a vacation of sorts after seeing men all the time. The hundred galleons more then took care of Pansy board while she rested. The other girls would get a chance to make more money when one of them took a break.

She thought about her savings. If she left, she had enough to live with Ron for a few years. But before she made any decisions she wanted to be secure in a few things. Seeing Hermione would give her some kind of idea of where she could expect to be.

Ron sent her an owl saying Hermione would meet with her that afternoon, to look at what she had written so far. It had increased greatly. Pansy found herself unable to stop her quill. She found herself shedding a few tears in some parts. It felt good to get a few feelings out of her system and vent her anger, and sadness, the same way she had when she first arrived and the girls around her had accepted her without question.

With her parchments gathered in her old school bag, she took some money and left the brothel. It had been some time since she ventured out and thought she’d take a walk about Diagon Alley.

She apparated and walked down the street to the address Ron had given her. Hermione’s building was nice. It looked like an ancient house, but Pansy knew the two stories had been redesigned to allow for employees. A middle aged woman greeted her. “May I help you miss?”

“My name is Pansy Parkinson, Hermione Granger is expecting me.” She said, handing the woman her cloak.

“Oh yes, yes, she waiting for you.” The woman led her off to the side and entered what looked like a cross between an office and library. Leave it to Hermione to surround herself with books, not to mention making it her career.

“Pansy!” Hermione rushed forward and the two girls hugged. “Agnes, have tea and sandwiches sent in please.” Hermione said to the woman before she left.

“How are you Hermione?” She hadn’t seen the girl in a long time.

“I’m well, thank you, sit down.” Pansy took a seat and looked around.

“You’ve done well for yourself.” She said.

“Thank you, Ron says you’ve done well too. He said you’ve saved up quite a bit.”

“Yes. I don’t spend much. Here and there I treat myself, but I don’t need much. I’ve learned to live on very little.”

“Well Ron seemed to think you have a good money maker on your hands. Personal stories always do well, specially taboo subjects.”

“Really?” She was interested since Hermione always knew what sold well.

“Yes, everyone hears rumors and exaggerations. When someone tells an honest story about something relatively unknown it does well. Women will be shocked to know why most of the girls do what they do. They have this image in their mind of girls as sexual compulsives who just can’t get enough, when even I know that’s not the case.” Pansy was nodding her head. There was not one sexual compulsive at Helen’s. Some of the girls were randy all the time, but that was natural in the career they had chosen, but as far as needing it daily and having to have it all the time, that rarely occurs.

“They also have this idea of the men that go there as having weird sexual preferences, or men that are notoriously fiends.” Pansy thought for a moment.

“That part just might be true.” She said. Hermione let out a laugh.

“Let me see what you have and we can go from there.”

Tea was served and set up. Pansy indulged herself in a few bit sized sandwiches and tea while Hermione leafed through a few parchments. “Pansy this is wonderful.” She said wide eyed.

“It is?” Pansy herself gave smile, proud of her effort.

“Yes, the way you write, it’s like you are walking through a pensive and talking to someone behind you. You add your own opinions and insights. Almost as if giving a class lecture.”

“Well, I really don’t know of another way to tell about experiences. Particularly one I’ve had myself.”

“Pansy this will do great. I like how you write it. You don’t offer apologies and you explain it as is, without watering it down. You quote dialogue word for word. Do they really talk like this?” She asked.

Pansy nodded. “Oh yes.” It was nothing shocking to her. “So what happens now?”

“Finish telling the story, then we can go over it and format it later. We’ll section it off into chapters, most likely by years or times of your life. If you want to separate then, go ahead, but we can do that also. We need to make sure everyone’s name is changed. If you want to use anyone’s name, you have to get their permission first.”

“I thought about that. If I use anyone’s name, I’d like to use Helen’s. She owns the brothel, so it would be good for her and the girls if her name was published. I want people to know that she treated us well.”

“Good idea, so talk to her and get her permission. I’ll get you a form for her to sign, and some for the girls if they don’t mind their names being used.” Pansy nodded. “Then once the book itself is finished, you write an introduction on the process. It usually has your reasons for write it or what it means to you now that it’s finished.” Pansy thought for a moment.

“I don’t think I’d do a good job of that. Ron convinced me to it.” She said. “Couldn’t someone else write an introduction? I’ve seen that before.”

Hermione thought for a moment then smiled. “We’ll get Ron to write it.” She suggested.

“Would he do that?” Pansy wondered.

“Yes, I’ll help him with wording, but I’m sure he’d do it.” Pansy thought for a moment then nodded.

“Well I suppose thats alright, If he’ll agree.” She said.

Pansy and Hermione made arrangements to owl back and forth. Pansy would send her completed sections to Hermione for edits and phrasing. Hermione would make notes and give her insight, then send them back. They would work together on it to make sure she had not left legal loopholes of any kind. Hermione was very thorough when it came to what she published.

Pansy was in good spirits when she left Hermione’s. She had decided to wait until the book was almost complete to mention anything to Helen. For now this was her secret.

She walked down Diagon Alley, stopping into Flourish and Blotts. For no reason at all she looked at the autobiography section. Everyone’s stories were there, but Hermione was right. There wasn’t one book with her occupation.

She bought some more parchments and ink, and took lunch at a small café.

“Pansy?” She looked up from her Daily Prophet and smiled at Harry Potter.

“Harry? How are you?” He leaned down and kissed her cheek.

“I’m good. What are you up to?” He asked.

“I had a meeting at Hermione’s.” She said.

“Ah, Ron mentioned he set something up. Are you going to write?” He asked.

“He told you about that?” She laughed. “Yes, she said it would be profitable, and she was very enthusiastic.”

“Well good, I’m glad.” He looked off again. Pansy smiled at the shyness he let out for a moment.

“Are me and Ron going to be in it?” He asked nervously.

“Oh yes, but no names.” She assured. He let out a breath that Pansy had to laugh at. “Have you and Ron been making planes to come back?” She asked raising an eyebrow.

Harry shuffled on his feet. “Ron actually asked me not to.” He said softly.

Pansy put her tea cup down. “He did?”

“Yeah,” Harry admitted looking at her, “I think he’s taken a fancy to you again.”

“Again?” She looked confused.

“Yeah, he liked watching you at Hogwarts, but never thought you would date someone like him. So he kept it to himself. Well, I was there for him to talk to.” She didn’t know what to say.

“Listen, next time you see him, don’t mention I told you that.” She nodded. “Look I have to go now, but I hope it works out. I’ll buy one when it’s published, and you can autograph my page.” She smiled at him.

“Thank you.” She told him as he leaned down and kissed her again, then left.

Pansy started into her tea cup. Ron was never seriously involved with anyone at Hogwarts. He dated Lavender Brown, but anyone with eyes could see that wouldn’t last. She’d have to talk to him seriously and see if he had reasons for wanting to help her other than just seeing her get out of the business.
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