Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, places or any other stuff you can recognize from the HP series, they came out, as we all know, from the great mind of JKRowling. I read this week on The Guardian that Miss. Rowling doesn't like "Adult" fanfics with her characters, so I apologize for all the +18 scenes I have write and for this fic in advanced.
A/N: Do not ask me how I came out with this story but… I think it can be a good one, so give it a chance. I must tell you there'll maybe be some adult explicit moments, but not much, I mean, you know me… it won't be much different than my other fics.
Just not to get lost, it's set at the last year of the First Wizarding War in an A/U where Minerva is an auror and not a teacher yet. I hope you like it ^.^
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Shadows – 1
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"Are you sure you're ready?" he asked me while I finished changing my tartan clothes for a purple dress with a very low neckline.
"I am, Alastor. Everything will be alright." I tried to calm him; he could be so protective sometimes…
"Minerva, please, don't do it." He insisted.
I turned around and left a soft kiss on his lips.
"I'll be alright. We have a plan and everything will go smoothly." I smiled and we both went outside where our boss was waiting for us.
"You look very… believable McGonagall…" the head of the aurors said with his deep voice. "Let's review the plan. We know they come every Friday and take some prostitutes with them… Since the ladies are never seen again, we are sure they take them to their secret base. There's where you enter, McGonagall…"
"I make sure they pic me…" I continued, "I stay with them until I pass the protection spells and once I know where they are hiding, I come back. Easy."
"I know you can do it."
"What if she can't apparate back?" Alastor showed his concern for me.
"Well, that's why the ministry has linked your wands… we will be able to hear and see everything that's happening…" Bartemius Crouch said handing us our wands back. "Be careful."
"I will." And after that I left the room at the second floor of the tavern at the end of Knockturn Alley and went downstairs to get mixed among the other ladies and costumers.
Later, three wizards dressed with long black cloaks and his faces hidden behind masks came in showing a little sac of coins that they emptied on the closest table.
"There's one like this for each women who joins us…" they said, "We have some friends who need a little fun…"
Two of the ladies walked to the tables and fought like cats for the golden coins while the fat man of the trio enjoyed the spectacle. Meanwhile, the shorter one approached a younger prostitute and caressed her chin gently while he asked her to go with them.
I kept eye contact with the tall one, the one who had spoken, until he came to me and grabbed my wrist.
"You are coming too, right?" he asked, but I don't think he was expecting any answer, "I'll pay you an advance if you let me taste your lips…" His other hand grabbed my waist and pushed me against the wall, once he had me trapped I closed my eyes not to see his lips approaching, but I could still feel his smell, his breathing closer and closer… I couldn't fight back because I was supposed to be another prostitute, so I just took my hand to the pocket of my dress to hide my wand… if I was going to be kissed by some filthy dark wizard, I wasn't going to let Alastor watch it.
We apparated with them in the middle of a forest and we walked about a mile to a valley crossed by a river. It was dark already but the moon was round that night. We stopped at one side of the river and the tall man, who was still holding me by the arm, put his foot on a plain stone on the ground and then a small wooden bridge with the form of an arc appeared. We crossed the water and once we reach the other side a fortress, like an old castle, appeared in front of us all of a sudden. The other ladies were amazed by the spectacle, like if they had never seen a guarded house. I was happy, I had found the secret hiding of That-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, and I could leave now.
I tried, but I couldn't apparate back… maybe it was because I was being hold by someone else so… I got free from his hand and tried again, but nothing. I ran back to the bridge before we reached the doors of the fortress but it was gone. I took out my wand and turned around; the tall and the fat man had come after me and were ready to attack. I wondered if Alastor could still watch and listen what was going on… I wondered if he would be able to find me…
When I tried to defend myself, nothing came out from my wand… it was useless, like if a strongest force was blocking my magic… but they could use theirs, they attacked me and I fainted. I had never seen that kind of protector spells before…
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TO BE CONTINUED…