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Last time on Barred.
"Hermione. Hermione Granger."
The woman's eyes grew as large as saucers at the sound of her name.
"Hermione.," Whispered the woman, then exclaimed,
"Hermione. Hi, it's me. Parvati Patil."
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"Parvati!" exclaimed Hermione.
"I knew I recognised you. Why are you in here?"
Parvati's once happy and surprised face turned back to one of sadness and misery again.
Hermione suddenly realised it might have been too soon to ask and was about to say sorry when she spoke up again.
"I didn't mean to. I got a little ahead of my self." She whispered.
"Didn't mean to do what?" Hermione asked.
Parvati took a deep breath and began her story.
*~*FLASHBACK*~*
She was walking down a cold deserted hallway. She only wore a tight leather mini dress and wore a sort of blindfold except it had the eyes cut out with the eyes cut out. She also carried a long leather strip. There was doors everywhere and she didn't know where to go until she saw a door with a sign saying 'Party Patil' on it.
When she entered it, she took into accord a king sized satin bed, a large wardrobe, a large cupboard next to that and a door leading off into another room, which must be the bathroom.
Then she noticed that a man sat in the middle of the bed. She took a deep breath and walked over to him.
"You're late." He said, gruffly.
"Oh, just shut up and strip." He did as she said and laid down on the bed, completely naked. She sighed to herself and stood on the bed, over him. He started to stroke the bottoms of her legs and she shivered under his touch. She then began to softly thrash her whip at him and soon he became bored and aggressive.
"Get here." He said, standing up and throwing her down onto the bed. He laid on top of her and ripped off her dress. She began to scream because her clients hadn't done anything like this to her before. He soon began to thrust himself inside her and her screams became ones of pain as she was trying to get away but he had her throat. He was trapping her to the bed still thrusting inside of her and she began to scream louder. Just then the door opened and her sister Parvati was standing there.
"Get off her!" She shouted, but he didn't take any notice of her. Parvati screamed at him to get off until she noticed the whip, which her sister had let go of in shock when he'd grabbed her, forgotten on the floor. She grabbed it and wrapped it around his neck causing him to let go and struggle. She pulled him with the man away from her sister and rushed to her.
"Are you Ok?" She asked.
Her sister only nodded her head and Parvati hugged her and she began to cry.
"How did you know I was here?" She asked.
"Your boss told me." Padma looked at the body and suddenly gasped. The man wasn't breathing and where the whip had been were small cuts into his neck.
"Parvati.he's. he's.,"
*~*END OF FLASHBACK*~*
".Dead." Parvati finished. Hermione stayed silence before asking,
"Padma is a prostitute?" Parvati looked at her but just when Hermione thought that she was going to shout at her she said,
"Was, Hermione, was." Hermione had got thousands of questions in her head now.
"Where is she now?"
"Nursing his baby somewhere in Chester."
"His baby?"
"She got pregnant because he didn't use anything and she forgot to do a contraception spell afterwards."
"Oh." Hermione didn't know what to say. She just felt confused and generally sorry for Parvati and Padma.
"Why did she become a prostitute?"
Parvati just shrugged.
"Dunno. Didn't tell anyone and anything. Kept herself to herself. Only I knew she was a hooker. Mum and dad don't even I'm in here, nevermind that they've got a grandchild."
Hermione still had thousands of questions in her head but decided not to push it so she kept quiet and soon was off to sleep. She knew that she had to help Parvati through this because other wise she would go mad or worse.commit suicide.
All the while the person across from her had listened to the whole thing and then began his/her normal stare that (s) he had began to continue every night until he went drowsy and fell to sleep.
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Plzz some one review my other story 'Moulin Rouge'.
Thank you to all my reviews on this story and I hope for more.
Thanks to Luna Lovegood, Sunny Greenleaf and anonymous The Kath for their reviews.
I've sought off redone this chapter to try and make it a bit longer so hope you like.
"I don't believe this chapter could be so short anyway I hope you like it and I might as well chat even more to boast up the words.
Review. Review. Review. Review. Review. Review. Review. Review. Review. Review. Review.
I'm sorry I've been a bit I've been on my kiss dolls and getting Ideas for even more stories.
See you next time,
Samantha.
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Last time on Barred.
"Hermione. Hermione Granger."
The woman's eyes grew as large as saucers at the sound of her name.
"Hermione.," Whispered the woman, then exclaimed,
"Hermione. Hi, it's me. Parvati Patil."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Parvati!" exclaimed Hermione.
"I knew I recognised you. Why are you in here?"
Parvati's once happy and surprised face turned back to one of sadness and misery again.
Hermione suddenly realised it might have been too soon to ask and was about to say sorry when she spoke up again.
"I didn't mean to. I got a little ahead of my self." She whispered.
"Didn't mean to do what?" Hermione asked.
Parvati took a deep breath and began her story.
*~*FLASHBACK*~*
She was walking down a cold deserted hallway. She only wore a tight leather mini dress and wore a sort of blindfold except it had the eyes cut out with the eyes cut out. She also carried a long leather strip. There was doors everywhere and she didn't know where to go until she saw a door with a sign saying 'Party Patil' on it.
When she entered it, she took into accord a king sized satin bed, a large wardrobe, a large cupboard next to that and a door leading off into another room, which must be the bathroom.
Then she noticed that a man sat in the middle of the bed. She took a deep breath and walked over to him.
"You're late." He said, gruffly.
"Oh, just shut up and strip." He did as she said and laid down on the bed, completely naked. She sighed to herself and stood on the bed, over him. He started to stroke the bottoms of her legs and she shivered under his touch. She then began to softly thrash her whip at him and soon he became bored and aggressive.
"Get here." He said, standing up and throwing her down onto the bed. He laid on top of her and ripped off her dress. She began to scream because her clients hadn't done anything like this to her before. He soon began to thrust himself inside her and her screams became ones of pain as she was trying to get away but he had her throat. He was trapping her to the bed still thrusting inside of her and she began to scream louder. Just then the door opened and her sister Parvati was standing there.
"Get off her!" She shouted, but he didn't take any notice of her. Parvati screamed at him to get off until she noticed the whip, which her sister had let go of in shock when he'd grabbed her, forgotten on the floor. She grabbed it and wrapped it around his neck causing him to let go and struggle. She pulled him with the man away from her sister and rushed to her.
"Are you Ok?" She asked.
Her sister only nodded her head and Parvati hugged her and she began to cry.
"How did you know I was here?" She asked.
"Your boss told me." Padma looked at the body and suddenly gasped. The man wasn't breathing and where the whip had been were small cuts into his neck.
"Parvati.he's. he's.,"
*~*END OF FLASHBACK*~*
".Dead." Parvati finished. Hermione stayed silence before asking,
"Padma is a prostitute?" Parvati looked at her but just when Hermione thought that she was going to shout at her she said,
"Was, Hermione, was." Hermione had got thousands of questions in her head now.
"Where is she now?"
"Nursing his baby somewhere in Chester."
"His baby?"
"She got pregnant because he didn't use anything and she forgot to do a contraception spell afterwards."
"Oh." Hermione didn't know what to say. She just felt confused and generally sorry for Parvati and Padma.
"Why did she become a prostitute?"
Parvati just shrugged.
"Dunno. Didn't tell anyone and anything. Kept herself to herself. Only I knew she was a hooker. Mum and dad don't even I'm in here, nevermind that they've got a grandchild."
Hermione still had thousands of questions in her head but decided not to push it so she kept quiet and soon was off to sleep. She knew that she had to help Parvati through this because other wise she would go mad or worse.commit suicide.
All the while the person across from her had listened to the whole thing and then began his/her normal stare that (s) he had began to continue every night until he went drowsy and fell to sleep.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Plzz some one review my other story 'Moulin Rouge'.
Thank you to all my reviews on this story and I hope for more.
Thanks to Luna Lovegood, Sunny Greenleaf and anonymous The Kath for their reviews.
I've sought off redone this chapter to try and make it a bit longer so hope you like.
"I don't believe this chapter could be so short anyway I hope you like it and I might as well chat even more to boast up the words.
Review. Review. Review. Review. Review. Review. Review. Review. Review. Review. Review.
I'm sorry I've been a bit I've been on my kiss dolls and getting Ideas for even more stories.
See you next time,
Samantha.