CAUGHT IN HER NET
Charlotte Miranda was a witch of little or no taste. She never held a man for more than three days. If the relationship wasn't heading to the bed, it was heading nowhere. When Charlotte was a young girl, her father was a drunk and her mother was a conniving little so and so, cheating on her husband left and right. It seems that Charlotte managed to acquire both of her parents' worst traits. More often than not, Charlotte would get drunk and wake up in hotel rooms the next day. For her, sex was a way of life. She would charge nothing to do the job she did, but she needed to eat food every once in a while. It was at Hogwarts where Charlie (as she was known by her "friends"), began her hooker career. Should you ask any Slytherin male her age, they would say they knew her very well. Nearly, if not all, of them had slept with her at one point. At a young thirteen, Charlie had gotten started in a career that she would stick with for the rest of her life. What had started out as earning money for Hogsmeade evolved into making money to live. Never once had Charlotte disliked her money-making methods. At least, that was, until she met Elliot Helfin. Looking at him from across the bar, she assumed this was just another client. From what Charlotte could tell Elliot was a successful businessman. His expensive suit and gold watch gave him away immediately. A sly grin passed her face as she realized that she could mint major bucks off the guy. True enough, he was a muggle, but with Charlie's age increasing to thirty-five that year, she had to take anything she could. Of course, Charlotte saw the wedding band on his finger. She didn't care. She had seen this type of man before and knew exactly what to do to bring him in. Finally after he had downed his fourth bottle of beer, she scooted towards him. "Hi there, stranger," she spoke coolly. "Hi," he spoke tipsily. "I saw you from across the room and wanted to let you know about what I can do for you." He looked at her warily. "For a small fee, I can give you a night of pleasure with no commitment," Charlie said, still with her calm demeanor. He appraised her and thought for a few moments. Then he grinned. Charlotte grinned too. She had him now. "I'll get us a room, babe," he talked with as much smoothness he could summon in his current state. He paid her up front. She sat down on the dusty bed and dropped her bag next to her. Looking in her purse, she realized she had forgotten one of the most essential tools of the trade. She knew the consequences of sex without protection, but this man was paying her a lot of money. She needed this kind of payoff for her rent fees. She couldn't back out now. This was the first time she was ever uneasy at work. After her job was done, she laid in the bed with anxiety. Finally she fell asleep, her last thought being that one time couldn't hurt. Just two weeks later, she realized how wrong she was. Charlotte was pregnant, due in May. There went her career, her apartment, and her alcohol. But she didn't blame herself. Oh no, it was that Elliot Helfin's fault. All his fault, and if she was going down, he was going down with her. This is where we see a side of Charlie that no one ever wanted to see. She located his address in the phone book and blabbed. She blabbed to his wife. There went Elliot's life. There went his career, his family, and his reputation. Late on May 9th, Charlotte found herself in Witches and Wizards Orphanage, going into labor. At around 10:00 o'clock am the next morning, Charlotte gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. She stayed long enough to regain her strength and name the girl Charlotte Lynette Miranda. And so the story begins. Author's Comments: Thanks for reading, more soon. Review!
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