Those You've Known: Prologue 2
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Some time later…
In an office located in London, a middle aged wizard was sitting down before a group of his best working girls.
“I can’t believe the lot of you let this happen. Do you have any idea how bad this is for business?” Damion was an understanding man who treated his girls with respect and consideration; something that was rare in his line of work. He had a policy: You do your job and we’ll be just fine. However, he just found out that some of his best witches were currently pregnant and he couldn’t help but feel the loss.
“No, of course not. I was under the assumption we could just continue as usual.” spoke Cordelia, a tall black haired woman whose voice was dripping with sarcasm.
“Don’t get smart with me.” Their boss responded, trying not to get too angry.
“Cori, not a good time for the sarcasm.” Shirley spoke up, named because of her blond curls, although her real name was Kiara.
“Damion, we know that we should have been more careful but I’m afraid what’s done is done.” came a thick Russian accent. Milena, who was always the calm and collected one, spoke up before Kiara and Cordelia started bickering again.
“We came here to discuss a course of action with you and our future employment.” Milena continued.
“Well that depends on what you want to do concerning this…situation.” There was a hint of concern in his voice. Not just for how this could affect his brothel but also about the girls themselves.
Laura was chewing on her bottom lip as she always did when she was nervous. “Well we talked it over and…” She glanced over at her friends, girls she saw as her own sisters. “We decided to have them and give them up for adoption.” Damion was surprised; not because adoption was a shocking course of action but if he had to be honest he didn’t know what to expect anymore.
“I see…very well then. Because I love you girls…” He smirked and received some sort of small smile from each of them, even the ever quiet Ira who was more like a pair of eyes than anything else seemed to make a small satisfied noise. “I will let you stay in one of my properties ‘til this blows over; It’s very roomy and should be enough to accommodate you until your ready to come back to work.”
Relief and silence reigned as the girls packed their belongings. If it had been anywhere else the rumours and the whispers would have flown, but in a place like this people knew better. After saying their farewells, 5 pregnant women and Damion port-keyed to a large cottage out in the country. The next 9 months the girls remained there as one of the largest wizarding wars blew over them, knowing it would be one of the rare times in their lives where they could relax even if some mad man was out there killing people. They casted so many concealing and warding charms that sometimes Kiara couldn’t find her way back from the nearest town if she wasn’t paying attention. Also, they refused to read up on the Daily Prophet. So Cordelia never found out that the father of her child died by a snake bite. Milena didn’t know that the man who got her pregnant had been sent to Azkaban for life, along with Fenrir who had fathered Laura’s child. Ira didn’t read up on Alastor Moody’s death, making her baby fatherless. Sweet Kiara couldn’t see the picture of a tired looking Lucius as he was hauled away to Azkaban, his wife also pregnant.