Maison du Plaisir

Prologue

A man with platinum hair is standing shivering close to a streetlamp. The rain falls down on him, wetting his rather skimpy clothing. Jediahd, that's the man's name, is wating. He waits and he wishes at the same time. You see, Jediahd has many wishes. He wishes for freedom, for a time turner, for a savior, for a home. Yes, a home, because the Maison du Plaisir where he currently resides isn't home.

The light of a wand appears out of thin air, startling the young man out of his thoughts, and with it, it's owner, Jediahd's first costumer this night. The night passes slowly, between a fuck and a blowjob, and others fucks again; Jediahd is tired when he finally allows himself to go back to the Maison. He eyes his appearance with disgust, grimacing at his cum stained skin. " Dirty..." he chants in his mind "Useless, slut..."

After a while he waits again, this time in his bed, warm and dry (not clean, as he is and always will be dirty, no matter how many baths) for sleep to come. It seems to elude him more than usual and after almost one hour he manages to fall asleep, all the while listening to the rain falling down. But this time, without wishing for anything.

This is how the young man lives, nights on the streets, days in the Maison where he services those costumer who can afford to come inside. The blonde s actual name is Draco Malfoy, but it's been long since anybody called him that. It's mostly , or simply , the name he chose for himself when he started working at the Maison.

I'm sure you re quite curious what happened, aren't you? I can feel it, you know? In time I'll also tell you who I am, but for now you can call me Snake. Anyway, back to us, the Ministry is what happened. Well, other things as well, but mostly the Ministry. You-know... oh fine, Voldemort was defeated for good by the Sodding Prat Who Just Couldn't Die about 7 years ago.

Draco's father, the Oh So Mighty Lucius Malfoy committed suicide not to go back to Azkaban and Draco& well, Draco was found almost innocent, if you don't consider the mark on his forearm, that is. But excluding the Hogwarts' happenings in our year number 6, he never participated in any Death Eater's raid. So he was not shipped to Azkaban like his aunt, Bellatrix.

But they punished him, oh yes. They took away his money; Malfoy Manor, his home; and left him without an employ (given his Death Eater past). And this takes us to how he came to prostitute himself at the Maison. He only wanted to work there untill he could get another employ, just a few days. But days became months and months became years. In all this time Draco lost himself, locking all his memories of what he once was, and Jediahd, Whore Extraordinaire, came to life.


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