“Eversworn,”Malfoyalled.HarrygnedoverhisshoulderandsoffedwhenhesawthatMalfoywasstillradlingthedamnedkneazleinhisarms.

“I’mgoingtotheMinistry,”wasallHarryouldbringhimselftosay.

“Well,alright.”

Harrystopped.“That’sit?Youhaveusbreakintosomeone’shousetogetBertrie,weproeedtoleaveherthere,andnowyou’refinewithsimplygoingtotheMinistryandhavingthemhandleit?”

MalfoyshotHarryaarefullook.“Therewasobviouslysomethingverywrongwiththatgirl.Yououldn’thelpher.Perhapstheyan.”

“Andyoudidn’tthinktograbher?Apparateoutwithher?Orwereyoutoobusyooingoverthatdreadfulanimal?”HarrypointedtoGuinevere,whohissedinresponse.

“There’ssomethingspeialaboutthiskneazle.Iratherlikeher.”

“Sheattakedme.”

“What’snottolike?”TherewasasatisfiedlookonMalfoy’sfaeanditremindedHarryoftheirtimeatHogwarts.HeexpetedthelooktomorphintoanhtsneerbutwasshokedwhenMalfoysimplywinkedathiminsteadandthenturnedhisattentionontheballoffurinhishands.

Harrybithislowerlip,onfused.“Alrightthen,”hefinallymanagedtosay.“I’mgoingtogotellthemwhatIknownow.Atually,youknowwhat?Youshouldtellthem.”HarrythoughtitwasaratheringenioustesttoproveifMalfoyreallyhadnobleiions.“I’mapersonofiandthey’lljustmaketoomanyassumptions.Itshouldbeyou.”

“You’reapersonofi?Thatwouldimplythatsomeone,somewherefindsyouiing.”

“Malfoy,willyougoornot?”

Malfoyatedasifhedidn’thearhimandontinuedtoooatthekneazle,rubbingherbellyasheradledherlikeababy.“Idon’ttrusttheauthoritiestosolvethisase,”Malfoyfinallysaid.

Harryrolledhiseyes,“Butyoutrustme?We’veonlyjustmet.”Theblonddidn’taknowledgeHarry’swords.Hesimplyarriedondotingonthereddevil.HarrygaveupandwalkedtherestofthewaytotheEdinburghMainOffie.

He’dbeentheretwiebefore.Thefirstoasionhadbeenunderquitedireirumstanes.TherehadbeenthreewerewolfattaksinamatterofdaysandhalfofthewizardingommunityinSotndwereinapani.ItwasoneofthefewtimesHarryhadbeenabletogetoutintothefieldwithRon,andthoughtheydidn’tdomuhmorethananvasafewneighborhoods,ithadfeltgoodtobeapartofsomethingagain.

Ronhadbeenonloadsofmissionsbythen.He’dmadehiswayaroundthedepartmentandgotassigneddifferentasesanddifferentpartners,andHarryhadthesuspiionRobardswasgroomingRonforaveryspeifijob.Harrymight’veenviedRonfromtimetotime,espeiallywhenhefoundhimselfbeingparadedaroundasthefaeoftheNewMinistry.Butmostofhisjealousyboileddowntowishingheouldmakeadifferene.HarrywantedRontobeasuessfulauror,Merlin,he’dlovetobetakingdiretionsfromHeadAurorWeasleysomeday.Infat,thatwouldbewherehisenvymightstop.Harrydidn’twanttheresponsibilityofamanagingposition.Hejustwantedanatualbloodyjob.

Youhadajob,hethoughttohimself.Andyousreweditup.

ThatremindedhimoftheseondtimehevisitedtheDMLEinEdinburgh.HarryaompaniedRobardsforahighpriorityinterrogation,oneofthestknownDeathEaters,toogeroustobemoved.

“Ijustneedyoutostandagainstthewallinthebakground,”RobardshadsaidbeforetheyFlooedtoEdinburgh.“Lookmenaing.Wedon’twanttosrewthisup.”

Harrydidashewastold,mostlybeausehewasiedtoseehowRobardsapproahedthesituation.ItendedupbeingafasinatinggametowathasRobardspikedattheman,whittledhisstatementsdowntonothing,rakedopenthelies.Inwhatseemedeffortless,theHeadAurorpulledvaluableintelfromthemanwithintwohours,anditendedupsavingthelivesoffourursebreakersinastandoffoutsidele.

Atthetime,Harryhadbeengratefultoseeatextbooktehniqueexeutedsowellandratherruthlessly.ButasheapproahedthedoorsoftheDMLE,herealizedhe’dprobablynevergetahaneataproperinterrogationhimself.

“Goodm,”avoierang.Totheleftoftheentrane,Harryreognizedoneoftheiigatorsthatinterviewedhimatthehotel.Stramitz,maybe?Shewasleaningagainstthewall,asuallyholdingahalfgoneigarette.Harryfounditanoddoinidenesineshewasthepersonhewasomingtosee.

“Ihavesomeinformationforyou,”Harrysaid,andthenregrettedit.Hekeptfettinghewasaquestionablelow-lifeandsomeonetheiigatorswouldlikelydistrust,ause,orevenjail.

Stramitzsmiled.“Ibetyoudo.”

Harryfollowedherthroughthemainentrane,downarowdedhallwayfilledwithpreoupiedaurorsrushingaround,untiltheyreahedanoffieatthebakofthebuilding.

“Hereweare,”shesaidandledhiminside.HebrieflynotiedStramitz’spartnerbeforeafamiliarfiguretotheleftaughthiseye.Harryturnedsofastandblinkedthathealmostfellover.

“Ron?”

Hisbestfriendstoodtoanemptydesk,armsrossed,withalookofhopelessnessHarryhadn’tseenonRon’sfaesinetheirshooldays.HewasgivingHarrythedejetedstareheusedtogiveessayshe’domeupshorton.“Har—Haveyoulostyourbloodymind?”Ronstammered,andHarrywassurehe’dalmostsaidHarry’sname.HissuspiionwasonfirmedwhenRon,visiblyanxious,addedanawkward,“Arhie?”

Harryopenedhismouthtospeak,buthereallydidn’tknowwheretostart.HadRongottenhisowlyet?HarrylookedbetweenStramitzandherpartnerbeforehedeideditwassafetoask.“IsentMisterWazlibaletterthism.”

“Wellhedidn’tgetit,mate,”Ronshookhishead.Hestaredattheground.“Theseherehavesomeque

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