I own nothing except the idea for the story. Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling. I just like to play with the characters.

This is a Harry/Ginny story that I wrote not long after the last book was released. I found it the other day and realised it was a good story. I may not believe Harry and Ginny would make a great couple but they are easy to write.

Chapter one

After all the funerals were over for the people that died during the Battle of Hogwarts, people began to move on with their lives. Harry was still staying at the Leaky Cauldron. At first he told Ron and Hermione he needed some time to himself and that he'd gotten used to doing what he wanted and didn't think he could handle Mrs. Weasley trying to treat him as a kid again.

Harry had explained everything to Ron and Hermione, which they deserved for always sticking by him. He made them promise to never repeat anything to anyone, which of course they gave that promise. After hearing everything, Ron and Hermione understood why Harry wanted some time alone.

Everyone day, Harry would go for a walk, then he'd sit at the back of the pub, usually in a dark corner to have some lunch, then he'd be back again for dinner. He usually had a few drinks of a night, because he found out it helped him sleep, also with the imagines going through his head all the time, imagines Harry wanted to forget. But the alcohol didn't help with his nightmares.

Harry often saw people stare at him as they walked past, some would smile, others would sit in the pub and make it look like they weren't staring at him when they really were. The first couple of weeks, reporters kept turning up, yelling questions at Harry, who completely ignored them until they left.

When Harry's birthday came around, Ron and Hermione decided to take Harry out even though he kept saying he really didn't feel like it. They ignored him, and the three of them ended up having a pretty good time, or so Hermione and Ron thought. Harry made his friends believe he had a good time and he was fine.

One night when Harry was sitting in his usual spot at the back of the Leaky Cauldron, a young woman sat down opposite him.

'I'd like to ask you a favour Harry, I'll even pay you for your time.'

'I just want to be left alone and if I was to do this favour, I wouldn't want your money.'

'All I'm asking is to spend some time with you, an hour or so. I've heard stories about you all my life, but I didn't believe half of them. You seemed too nice to be that type of person.'

'I really don't want to talk about myself.'

'You don't have to, that's not what I want. See, I was brought up in a muggle orphanage, I couldn't talk about magic in there and the other kids thought I was strange, they even called me freaky so I never had any friends.'

'So why didn't you make friends at Hogwarts?'

'Most of the kids didn't seem to like me. I left when you were in your third year. I never took a lot of notice what was going on around me. I was determined to learn everything I was able to, so I could look after myself.'

'Well you seem nice and as long as I don't have to answer questions about what I did or Voldemort, then we can talk for a while. So let's start with your name.'

'Claudia Struan, and thank you. But you realise everyone keeps staring at us?'

'Yeah, I get it all the time, you get used to it. So where do you work then?'

'I'm the assistant manager of Puddlemere United quidditch team.'

'I love playing quidditch, a friend of mine, my old captain actually, he was picked to play for Puddlemere United, Oliver Wood.'

'I've meet Mr. Wood a few times, he's a good keeper and a very nice man.'

'Yeah, he is,' Harry noticed Claudia looked uncomfortable with everyone staring at them, some even took their picture, 'If you want to, come up to my room, it's more private up there and no one will stare at us.'

'I'd like that, thanks,' she smiled then followed Harry up the stairs and into his room, 'There pretty basic, aren't they?'

'It's got what I need, make yourself comfortable,' Harry took his jacket off and hung it up, then sat on the armchair.

Harry and Claudia talked for the next couple of hours, Harry found her very interesting and couldn't work out why she never made any friends. She was smart, witty, never lacked for anything to talk about and usually could hold her own with any subject. They got a couple of drinks while they were talking, but they also laughed a lot.

Harry was sitting back watching Claudia try to calm down from laughing so hard, when all of a sudden she stood up and sat across Harry then started kissing him. At first Harry resisted, then he kissed her back. The moment their lips parted, Claudia got up off Harry, took his hand and led him over to the bed, where they both undress.

Harry sat down, pulling Claudia with him, where their lips and hands did all the talking. Even though this was Harry's first time, he knew it wasn't Claudia's, so he left most of it to her. But when he did things to Claudia, she seemed to enjoy it and kept wanting him to do more, which he did, a lot more. When they finished, they were both panting heavily, then Harry leaned up on his elbow.

'This was nice, but I'm hope you're not expected something permanent. I'm really not in the best place right now. Like I told my friends, I need time to sort things out, especially my life.'

'I'm not after anything, I just wanted to be with you for a while. We've had such a good time, I didn't want it to finish. But it is late, so I should go,' Claudia kissed Harry, then got out of bed and dressed. She picked up her wand from the cupboard beside the bed, put something on it, then gave Harry a smile before leaving.

Harry looked from the door to the cupboard and spotted money sitting there and wondered why she left him money when he said he didn't want her money. He shrugged, then went to have a shower before getting back into bed.

The following evening, Harry just finished his dinner and was having a drink when a young woman sat down opposite him, but it was not Claudia.

'Hi, Claudia told me she had a good time with you and thought I might like to as well. I'm Lucy Shepard.'

At first Harry looked confused, then he started talking to the woman. Again he found her interesting to talk to so they ended up in Harry's room and in Harry's bed. They had a good couple of hours of sex. Afterwards she got up, dressed before she put some money on the bedside before leaving.

'What is going on around here and why do they keep giving me money?' Harry shook his head, then went to have a shower.

Over the next week, a different woman would sit down across from Harry every night, they would talk for a while then they would always end up in Harry's bed. Then the woman would put some money on his bedside before leaving. After the first few times, Harry realised what he was doing and why he never tried to return the money, he had basically started to sell his body. But something else he realised was that it made him feel better about himself and it stopped his nightmares and memories. So since it was the only thing that was making him feel better, he was going to keep doing it.

The next month went the same as the previous one. Woman would sit and talk to him, then they would go upstairs into Harry's room and into his bed where they would spend an hour or so having sex before the woman left and she always left money. Sometimes it was woman he'd had before and they had started to make plans for certain times they could see him. Harry had a large chart pinned to his wall with woman's names, days and times on it, so he never forgot. Finally he stopped waiting for them. He'd have his dinner, take a bottle of Firewhiskey and a couple of glasses to his room and wait for his next visitor.

On the weekend, Harry was lying in his bed when someone knocked on his door, but he was too knackered to get up.

'Come in, it's unlocked,' Harry called.

Ron and Hermione stepped into the room, 'You're still in bed, normally it's me that sleeps late,' Ron said as he sat down.

'Yeah, I'm a bit knackered. I'll just have a quick shower,' Harry pulled the sheet with him and went into the bathroom.

Hermione looked around the room and spotted the chart on the wall. She was studying the chart when Harry walked out of the bathroom with a towel around him. He quickly grabbed his clothes and went back to dress. As soon as he walked out, Hermione spoke.

'Harry, what's this, who are all these people?' Hermione pointed to the chart.

'Just some woman I've met, they like to sit and talk to me,' Harry shrugged then put his wand in his pocket, 'Even though it's good to see you both, what are you doing here so early?'

'I need to ask you a favour Harry. I've been talking to the muggle relations office about my parents. They found out where they are, but haven't got anyone to go get them, so I'm going to go to Australia.'

'I'm glad they found them Hermione, so what's the favour?'

'Would I be able to borrow some money so I can go? I hate asking, but I don't have anything left.'

'Sure, and you can have it, how much do you need?'

'At least a couple of thousand, is that alright?'

Harry smiled, opened his drawer and pulled out a pile of money, 'Here, that's four thousand, in case you need more.'

'What are you doing with that type of money just stuck in a drawer?' Ron asked looking a little surprised.

'I just left it there,' Harry shrugged again, So are you going with Hermione?'

'Yeah, mum wasn't too happy when I told her, but she does understand.'

There was a knock on the door, so Harry opened it a small amount, 'Cathy, what can I do for you?'

'I was hoping to change my time to an hour earlier, would that be a problem Harry?'

'Hang on,' Harry went to his chart, 'No it's fine,' Harry fixed the time on his chart, 'I'll see you then.'

'Looking forward to it,' she kissed his cheek then left.

'What was that about?' Ron asked.

'Like I said, they seem to like to spend time with me. So how about we get out of here for a while. I need to go into London, get some more clothes.'

'We're not doing anything, but it's like those woman are making appointments with you?' Hermione asked looking shrewdly at Harry.

'They do, I seem to run out of time lately. But let's go,' Harry tied his hair back as it was getting long, then opened the door and his friends followed him out.

The three of them went into the men's clothing store, Hermione and Ron were surprised by some of the clothes Harry bought for himself. Very dressy type clothes and lots of leather jeans. A lot of casual but nice clothes. When they were walking down the street, Hermione noticed Harry would look at the adult shops they passed, before they found a cafe. They decided to have some lunch before Hermione and Ron left the next day to head to Australia. As the three of them were sitting talking, four different women walked up to Harry, made appointments, kissed his cheek before walking off. Hermione and Ron gazed at Harry who shrugged, then went back to talking about what they had been before.

Harry decided to do some more shopping, so he said goodbye to his friends, then went back to the adult shop. He looked around for a while, found a few things that looked interesting, so he picked them up when a woman Harry knew started talking to him, but also told him and showed him a couple of things. She made an appointment with Harry, then left. He went and bought his stuff, then found the person the woman mentioned, bought a few things off him before heading back to his room.

Someone knocked on Harry's door, he opened it and it was tom, 'Hey Tom, did you want something?'

'Um yeah Harry, look what you do in private is your own business. But I run a family pub here, what you're doing is something I don't want happening here. So I thought I'd let you know you'll have to find somewhere else to stay.'

'No problem, I'll be down later to pay my bill,' Harry shut the door, packed up his stuff and left the Leaky Cauldron. He decided to stay at his parent's house, until he bought something else. It was only his old room that was in bad condition but he'd already sealed that part of the house off when he went in there after the fighting. Then he needed to start contacting his clients to let them know where he was.