Okay, I don't know a lot about prostitution, so please bear with me. Also, for clarification, Snape is not in love with Lily in this story. Not going to work here.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Les Miserables.
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Lily couldn't believe she had sunk this low. She sold her hair and her necklace, and had gotten fifteen pounds. She was standing in a group of whores as the customer began to arrive. It was for Ginny, though. She needed to do this for Ginny.
When Tom Riddle arrived, he surveyed the women. His eyes drifted to Lily, who fell into a coughing fit. She'd been doing that quite often recently.
"Come closer, you," he said, pulling her towards him. "I like to see what I buy."
Lily squirmed out of his grip.
"No, no, I don't want you, let me go."
"Is this a trick?"
"No, not at all."
"You've got some nerve, you little whore!"
"It's not for the harlot to pick or chose," one of the whores said.
Riddle grabbed her arm and attempted to drag her off, but Lily, using her free hand, hit him across the face. There was blood on his face from where her nails had scratched him.
She seized her wand and pointed it at him threateningly, no longer caring if Muggles where there or not.
"You'll pay for that, you slut," Riddle hissed. He turned to a man that had arrived with him. "Go and alert the authorities."
"No! Please! Don't report me, I'm begging you," Lily pleaded. A few minutes later, Riddle's friend was back with a few Muggle police officers and Severus Snape. Lily knew that Snape had worked at Azkaban, but he'd recently been stationed in London, in the Muggle police force.
"What is going on here? Who attacked this good man?"
"Snape, would you believe it," Riddle began, his tone innocent, "I was just taking a walk when this prostitute attacked me. See the damage she did?" He pointed to his face.
"She'll answer for her actions when you make a full report," Snape said. "Arrest her."
"No!" Lily cried. "Please, sir, there's a child who desperately needs me! If I go to jail, she'll die!"
"I've heard such protestations for twenty years. Honest work is the way to make a living," Snape said coldly.
Lily wailed as an officer handcuffed her. Just then, a man stepped out from the crowd, which had formed to see what all the commotion was.
"Hold on a minute, Snape, I believe her."
Snape turned around and was surprised to see a man whom he recognized as Mr. White there. They'd never been introduced, but he knew him by sight, and knew that he was wealthy and ran a factory. Snape also noticed that he looked oddly familiar.
"But, Mr. White-"
Lily looked up, shocked. Was he really helping her?
"You've done your job. Now leave her alone-she needs medical attention, not a jail."
Snape looked highly irritated, but motioned for the policemen to release Lily, and they did so. Sirius knelt next to Lily.
"I've seen you before, but I don't know your name," he said.
"I'm Lily," Lily said in a cold tone, then dissolved into another fit of coughing.
"Let me help you," he said. "How'd you end up here?"
"Don't mock me, Mr. White," Lily said. "You let your foreman send me away. Yes, you were there, and didn't do anything to help me."
Sirius's mouth had gone dry. Had he really done such a horrible thing to an innocent person? He'd acted rashly again-he didn't realize what letting his foreman fire a worker could really do.
Lily continued on.
"My daughter's dying," she said. "Please, if only I could die in her place."
Sirius helped her up. Lily fell into another coughing fit.
"I'm going to bring you to a hospital, Lily. You'll get help there. I'm going to ensure you'll get taken care of."
As he led Lily away from Snape and Riddle, he remembered how Dumbledore had helped him when he so desperate. He would do the same for Lily. He'd caused her to sink this low, and he'd fix what he'd done. Sirius promised himself he would fix what he did.
