Author's Note: Written for the Love/Money challenge, which is as follows: Write a fic in two parts, in any genre, where one part consists of a character doing something for money, and another part consists of them doing the same thing, on a different occasion, out of love.

For Money

Ginny figured that a rich man like Lucius Malfoy would not choose a cheap hotel as the location to conduct this…business.

Wouldn't someone like him think he was above this? Ginny scoffed.

She hated the man, but tonight she would give herself to him because he was paying.

What has become of me? she asked herself

It's not that Ginny desperately needed the money; she wasn't from the richest family, but they got by okay. No, it wasn't the money. Sex was like an antidote to Ginny. For some reason, she thought it would make her feel better. Part of her wanted to be numbed, and part of her felt self-destructive. Sex was the perfect solution.

"Strip off your clothes, you little whore," the blonde aristocrat demanded her.

Ginny held back from sneering as she removed her clothes.

"Lay down on the bed."

Ginny obliged. She waited for Lucius to strip off his own clothing and join her.

Once he was naked, he approached her on the bed, and laid down on top of her. Ginny stared at him with empty, emotionless eyes.

He began trailing kisses all across her body, a body that did not respond to his touch.

Lucius sighed in disappointment. He was finished with fooling around with the lifeless Ginny.

Getting right to it, Lucius pushed into her. His thrusts were hard and fast, but it felt like nothing to Ginny. It was nothing to her.

After what seemed like forever, Lucius pulled out of her. He got up from the bed and dressed himself.

"Pay up," Ginny said. The two words couldn't be colder or crisper.

Lucius placed a few coins on a nearby table.

"That's not enough!" Ginny yelled.

Lucius regarded her arrogantly, "That is all that you're worth," he said, "That was the worst fuck I ever had."