Shackled Romance-Chp21

Kingley got off work early and went back to the brothel. He sat down in the bar area and ordered a drink, hoping neville would be the one to bring it.

Neville: *as luck would hv it, the moment Bruno saw Kings, he was immediately called for to serve Kings, in which he quickly did as he was told* Oh...M-Minister...I didnt expect u to show up *served his drink*

"I needed time to unwinde. Please, sit down."

Neville: *sat dwn with him, still a little shy* Umm...so wat brings u here? Reli

"I wanted to see if you were alright." He sta, taking a drink.

Neville: I'm same old, same old, treating wounds n watching ovr the nightwalker, as u put it, like a mother hen. Why? Should I be worried?

"One of the people that I...had in the orgnization was found dead not too long ago."

Neville: *gasped* Oh my...Is it...Is it bcoz of my boss?

"I belive so." He nodded.

Neville: Oh dear. Well, we're not allowed to meddle into our boss's affairs, n I've stayed invisible as much as I can, bt I did hear frm Bruno talking to our boss to take care of this woman who had been poking her nose too much. Is tht the one?

"I think so." He nodded, taking a drink. "Now they know that I sent her. I can't send someone else in there. I need someone who is already in."

Neville: *bit his lip, he had slept on the subject for a while, n whispered* I...I accept ur offer. I'll be ur insider

"Thank you, Neville. This really means a lot. If we can bring them down you won't have to keep healing your friends." He said, whispering back, leaning into Neville to make others think he is flirting.

Neville: *blushed at his whispering, somehow his breath seemed to hv tickled his sensitive spot, bt he bit his lip n whispered bk* I just wanna make myself more useful rather than just being a healer. If I can do my part for the wizarding community, I might as well go wiht a bang, sortat

"I hope that does not come to it. I don't want to lose anyone else."

Neville: Sorry, poor choice of words. Grandma was right, I always say the wrong things *blushed, somehow making him look rosy*

"Don't worry about that." He smiled, liking his blush. He really want to kiss him. He leaned back into the chair taking a sip.

Neville: Umm...If tht's all u need me, I'll be going now *though in truth he secretly wished his visits were more than just business*

Kingsley smiled and took his hand on Neville's. "Stay. I need to unwind from work and I like to talk to you."

Neville: OK...? *fidget a little* Wat...do u want to talk abt with me?

"How about your life? There is nothing very interesting about me."

Neville: Nothing too new here either. It just the usual customers bidding for their favourite escort, n i'll be there to tend to the wounded. There's this time where... *starts telling him abt the fetishes of the customers n how worn n torn they made their escorts become*

"It is just rediculas. Sex should be a give and take, not a take all and leaqve nothing. You would worry about your partner as much as your do your own pleasure."

Neville: Doesnt happen here. Its their profession. We sell sex here. We give sex n take their money. Tht's how it is

"It still is not right."

Neville: *shrugs* Its either tht or them eating n begging at the streets, or be our boss's personal whore

"There has to be something better for them. They coud do some other work that sex."

Neville: They can't. We all can't. The boss made sure of it. He was to keep us forevr in his debt, one way or another, n if we dont submit, its death for us. Or worse

"But if someone freeed then they could have a better life."

Neville: They could, bt at wat cost? I've seen hopeful men n women who fall for the escorts n try to help free them either ending up being the escorts themselves or swimming with the fishes. Its impossible. Voldemort's reign is too strong. The last time someone tried to free one of us, he ended up being banished to the Muggle world n had a Dementor attached to him for the rest of his miserable life

"It will happen. You can count on it. Maybe not any time soon, but it will."

Neville: How can u be so sure wen all of us hv little to no faith anymore?

"I am as stubborn as a bull. The only way I would fail is if I was killed. I will never give into them. At one time my ansesters where slaves in america, but now my family is free and so will the people in this brothel."

Neville: *was ovrwhelmed by his chivalry n just suddenly hugged him. He didnt knw why, bt he felt as if this man was just as lonely in this crusade as he was lonely this game of survival*

Kingsley, blinked looking down at Neville. "Uh.....thanks..." He didn't really know what to say.

Neville: No...Thank u...for giving me hope, n a meaning to my life

"Well I can try that. I want the people here to know that I want to help them and I will do it, even if I have to die trying."

Neville: *gasped a bit, a deep dark memory surfaced in his mind abt his parents' death n tears started pooling in his eyes*

"Oh, what is wrong, neville? Did I say something wrong?" He asked.

Neville: No...Its...Its nothing... *wiped his tears away, wanting to leave n not let him see*

"Really?" He asked. "Are you sure?" he cupped the boy's cheek.

Neville; Its just tht... *hesitated before tears rolled out more than he could stop them* Wen u said...u'll die trying...Tht's wat my dad said...before he n my mom tried to run away with the boss's money. They said they were doing this for our family's future bt... *sobs*

"I will succed. I know I will. Don't worry." He smiled.

Neville: N if u dont? *was still skeptical* Wat would u do? Wat would ~I~ do?

"Let's not think about that. There is more than just us working for this place to be tore down." he emptyed his drink. "I better go before too many people start really looking at me and seeing that I am who I am." He smiled.

Neville: *smiled n gave him a peck on the cheek* Thank u, Minister. I wont let u dwn. I'll be the best insider u'll evr hv

"Call me Kings." He said, patting him on the head and leaving some money for the drink on the table before going.

Neville: *watches him leave with a tint of red on his cheeks before taking the money n the empty glass bk to the counter*