Irish Melody

The oldest profession known to any living being has, and will always be Prostitution, the selling of ones body for money or goods. The women of Knockturn Alley, know all too well of this act. With their fattened bodies, and dark raven hair, just one look at them and you can see years of magical abuse of their seductive powers. Cases of FireWhiskey is carted in and out of this alley daily. The recipients of that whiskey would also be the recipients of the solitation of these beautiful full bodied women. Some denied their carnal lust, and yet more often the others gave in to everything they wanted these women to be. Yet one woman stood par above the rest, not for her abilities but for her innocence. Only been to Knockturn Alley once as a child to find her mother who at the time was working there, her young eyes saw the things her mother knew and loved. As she wondered the alleyway memories of her mother telling her all these make believe stories of her father; A huntsman, A Master Wizard, Kind, Gentle, The most amazing Wizard ever. All those lies she would spew to her child, who she had only bred to do the same forbidden carnal act that she herself did.
This little witch was Isibeal McOugh, an unusually bright witch excellent at charm spells to delight a captive audience when she was younger. Had bright red curly hair, Flourecent green eyes, full red lips, full hips, heavy chested and freckled. She was not the usual breed of women who walked the streets here yet she had her regular customers, and some wizards were often intrigued by this buxom beauty. Her smile was full and bright it was the one the barkeeps were glad to see enter their establishment. She would always smile and be curtious, she believed what she did was okay, and that who her friends and her \"people\" were the normal witches and wizards. That was until one day when Davin, another street walker needed a potion for her pet toad to cure him that they did not supply at knockturn alley. So being a friend Isibeal offered to venture to Diagon Alley to retrieve her friends potion.
She felt so little compared to these towering witches, who wore the cleaniest and best smeeling of things. Their arms stocked filled with items and children all gathered at their feet. Isibeal smiled at the children and then noticed the other witches and wizards gave her funny looks. She turned and viewed herself in a shoppe window. Her clothes were quite fitted and ragged, her hair was up by all out of place. She was not as finely tuned as the other women walking about, and not as finely clothed as the children. Fear started to take over her body and she ran to the potions shoppe.
\"Hello?\" An old man asked. Isibeal looked around the shoppe but couldn\'t see anyone, then a very short stout man appeared from behind the counter. \"What can i help you with...?\"
\"My friend needs a de-croaked potion for her toad.\" The short old man waddled his way to a shelf. Isibeal looked around the shoppe. Then the door chimed open. A tall thin man with black shaggy hair entered.
\"Why hello Professor Snape, what can i do for you today?\" Isibeal looked at the man\'s long black clean cloak, and looked at her ripped shawl. He stomach turned she felt very queasy.
\"I will need seven cases of Blind man\'s tongue.\" Professor Snape leaned against the spotless counter waiting for the man to get on his order.
\"In a moment, I just need to find some De-Croaking serum for this... girl.\" Isibeal looked down in shame, at the long pause the man took before saying her sex. \"Here\" He said shoving the serum into her hand. \"that\'s 1 galleon\"
Isibeal reached in her pocket for the money and handed it to the man. \"Thank you.\" She said and ran out of the store. She ran all the back to her safety in Knockturn Alley. She found Davin and gave her the serum. Then walked to The black Cauldron, her favorite Bar in Knockturn. Being only 18 she really wasn\'t supossed to drink the Firewhiskey, yet because of her status and friendship with the owner she did pretty much as she pleased. With her Stein of Whiskey she sat alone at a table. Then entered the bar that Professor Snape. He ordered a drink and then turned to see, the little red head from the potions shoppe sitting in this very dangerous place, yet it was none of his business of what she was doing. He finished his drink and turned to leave. Isibeal eyed him all the way out of the door. Then with a gut instinct she rose and followed him. He walked for about 2 blocks trying to shake the person he sensed following him. He turned down a dimly lit street, as Isibeal turned also, he grabbed her and pinned her to the wall of the building.