(a/n - yeah. I suck at this. I shall try and stick with it, let me know in a review what you think. Or review my daily prophet's magical matches. Or check out my bio. Please? Virtual pumpkin juice to all who do! Anyway...)
Run Free...
Albus arrived at the lair at going towards midnight. He stared up at the dark building, its blacked out windows looming over him as he walked towards the door, and opened it.
Inside was a small desk, and an information board describing all of the services at that moment. Albus saw that 'Fantasia Heaven Tush' and 'Star Ridge' were currently unavailable, as was Dracula's Daughter, whereas 'Aspen Namaste Journey Shine' and 'Jess Ashton' were available.
A young wizard sat behind a desk inquired as to whom Albus was and who he would like to see.
"erm... I be Fransoir LeBulle, et I er... I wud like to zee Dracula's Daughter, sil vous plait. I vill vait." he said, unsure as to where his French persona had come from.
"alright, mate, heard about her have you?" the man asked with a sly wink.
Soon after, Albus was being shown into a cold dark room within the establishment. It was lit only by a red lamp, but Albus could make out the shapes of many disgustingly shaped objects upon the walls and shelves. Suddenly, he was sprang at from behind, and wrestled to the floor by a skinny shape. Minerva. Albus' breath caught in his throat as he realised what he was going to have to do. Instead of his original plan to grab her and go, Albus realised that she had been put under the imperius curse, and that would take a while to break without it being noticed by her master, who was surely Grindelwald. This meant that Albus would have to have sex with Minerva. Repeatedly. He sighed, this wasn't how he dreamt his first time with the love of his life to be. However, he didn't have any time for thinking about that, since she was already unbuttoning his robes, and dragging him towards the bed...
Hours later, an exhausted Albus was being smothered in honey by Minerva, while she begged information out of him. He decided to play innocent, explaining how he was a Frenchman visiting Britain when he decided he could use her services. She let him go. Albus staggered out of the establishment aching all over and wondering why this was proving to be so hard. All he wanted to do was grab Minerva and run far far away from this place...