Iarusdidn’tknowwhattosay.HowardLarsonhadbeenanUnspeakablewiththeDepartmentofMysteriesforalmostfifteenyears,withnotasinglethingtarnishinghisreordofservie.He’dbeenintheroomwiththeothers,knokedoutoldwhenthey’dfoundthem.AlltheDepartmentknewwaswhenhewokeupatSt.Mungo’s,Larsonhadleftapathofstonebodiesinhiswake.
“You’retheonlyonewhohasstayedonthegrid,Malfoy.”
“Imaginethat.CoulditpossiblybebeauseIhaven’tturnedanyonetostonewithmystare?Orbroughtfaminetoahortiultureshowandausedariot?InspiredaMinistryworkretreattobreakintoasuddeny?”Malfoyraisedaneyebrow.
MLaggensteppedforwardandgloweredatMalfoy.Atfirst,IarusthoughtMalfoyhadgotariseoutofhim.Butatookabreathandshookhishead.“Youmightnotbeanobviousthreattopublisafety.Buteahartifatandurseinthatboxhadthepotentialtobeatalysmi,Malfoy.AtleastwithLarsonandsomeoftheothersweknowwhatthey’reapableof.”MLaggenturnedtoIarusandthenbaktoMalfoy.“We’vebeenwathingyoufordays.Doyouevenknowwhatyou’redoing?”
Malfoypaledandstaredatthefloor.Inalessombativetonehesaid,“Donotkeepfollowingme.”Inanevensmallervoie,headded,“IwillomebakwithyouassoonBertrieZivantusisfoundandtheofElevenomestogetZivantus’Timepiee.”
“Wedon’ttakeordersfromyou,”MLaggensmirked.
“Leave,”IarusdiretedatMLaggen.ThemanfurrowedhisbrowsbutIarusjustsaid,“Go.”Withalookofonfusionandsuspiion,MLaggenlefttheornerofthekithenandwentoutintothelounge.Hedidn’thavethelearanetohearwhattheywereabouttodisuss.IarustookastepforwardandstaredatMalfoy,whohadmanagedtomakehisfaeralonemore.“YouknowabouttheTimepiee?”
Malfoysoffed.“TheworstkeptseretintheDepartmentisthatZivantusstillhadit.”
IarusSabletonshiveredatthethoughtoftheIniquitousElevenandwhatitmeantthatoneofthemwouldbeoming.“Doyouknowwhereitis?WhereZivantuskeptit?”
Malfoystudiedhimandreplied,“No.Ofoursenot.Doyouthinkhewouldtrustsomeonelikemewiththatinformation?”
“Ifyoudon’tknowwhereitis,thenwhodoes?”
Malfoyshrugged.“I’mjustalowlyjuniorUnspeakableafflitedwithanaGreianurse.”Hesmirked.“WhatdoIknow?”
HarryfeltabitoddwalkinginthroughthemainentraneoftheAshtylHotelashimself.HeandRonhadapparatedthereanddeidedtotryandpokearoundundertheguiseofaurorsinthePenthouseiigation.Harrywasn’tsureiftheywerelookingforluestothemurderortoBertrie’ssituation,orsomewaytoothetwotogetheroely.Hejusthadthefeelinghewouldknowitwhentheysawit.AndthatDraoMalfoywassomehowverymuhapartofit.
“Hermione?”Roneximed.HarrylookedatRonandfollowedhisgazetotheentraneofthehotellounge.Harry’smouthdropped.
Hermionerushedovertothem,argebookluthedinherarms.“OhthankGodyoutwoarehere.I’vejustrunintoaMLaggenand—”
“Blimey,Hermione,whatareyoudoinghere?”
“WellI—”shelookedbakandforthbetweenthemwithhermouthopen.
“You’rehereforwork?”Ronoffered.
“Iam,yes,”shenodded,thoughHarrythoughtsomethingaboutherseemedoff.Hermionegesturedaroundwithoneofherhands.“I’mhereforwork.”
AfshofptinumblondhairstoleHarry’sattention,andheranedhisnekaroundtoseeDraoMalfoyandPansyParkinsonleavingtheloungeandheadingforthelift.Harrylurhedforward,aninvoluntarypulltoonfronttheblond,butRonpulledhimbak.“Hedoesn’tknowit’syou,mate,”Ronsaid.
“What?”Harryfrowned.“Hedoesn’tknowI’mme?”
“YouwereArhieEversworn,”Ronreminded.
HermionewoveherarmwithRon’sandhuddledtogetherwiththem.“Whatonearthareyoutalkingabout?”
“Malfoyisuptosomething,”Harrysaidwithoutthinking.Hermionefixedhimwithaonfusedlook.“Imean—he’soedtothemurderofthisZivantusfellowandthedaughter—”
“Zivantus?”Hermionefrowned.
“MarwanZivantus,”Harryrepeated.“Whydidyou—”Hestoppedwhenthevaguememorysurfaedfromthenews,thatZivantushadbeenontheoutswithMinistry.HarrylosthisfousstaringatMalfoy.
RonleanedinlosetoHermione’sear.“Why?Didyouworkwithhim?”HarryursedtheUnbreakableVowUnspeakableshadtotake.Theonlywayarounditwasifsomeone’slifewasinger.Well,asfarasHarrywasonerned,Bertrie’slifewasinger.“Merlin,Harry.That’swhyHermione’shere!”RonshookhisfriendandgotHarry’sattention,he’dbeenstaringafterMalfoyattheliftevenafterthedoorshadlosed.“TheymustsuspetMalfoyhadsomethingtodowithitandthey’re—”Harry’seyesfollowedthearrowabovetheliftasitdialeditswayupthefloornumbers.Hewaitedwithbaitedbreathforthearrowtostopatfourteen.
Hermionestarted,“Ron,that’snot—”butHarrypushedhiswaypassedhisfriendsandwenttothelift.
Ronaughtuptohim,“Youshouldn’tgoupthere,Harry.”Hermioneapproahed.Ronsentheralooktohimein.
“Idon’tknowRon,”Hermionesaid.“Maybehe’ssupposedtogoupthere.”
“Bloodyhell,”hemutteredasthethreeofthemgotintheliftandwentuptothefourteenthfloor.
TheproblemwithhavingalineontheinteroednessofallthingsmeantDraoMalfoyexperienedadisappointinglylownumberofsurprises.Infat,heouldonlyrememberonetimehe’dbeensurprisedsinetheurseovertookhimsixweeksbefore.ButasheandPansysteppedintotheliftandturnedaround,awaveofsomethingakintosurprisehithimlikeabludgertothestomahwhenhiseyestookinaveryaddl
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