Forget Me Not

Chapter Twenty-four

"Draco Malfoy?" Yoongi asked, and Namjoon nodded, the file tucked away in his bag as he and Yoongi led the group carefully towards the room they were looking for. The Hallways of this floor much less crowded than the others.

    "Yea,- Auror for a few years, says he worked his way up. Now he's under the minister, whoever that might be."

    "Granny?" Jin offered.

    "Greg?" Tae tried from where he was pressed flush against Jungkook, the younger kissing absently around his head, "I can't remember."

    Everyone went still, and Yoongi's head snapped to where Jimin was playing absently with Nyla and Sammy, giggling innocently. So adorable, but not the time. "Minnie," he said, and the younger looked up with a confused pout, "Granger was a name in the dreams right?"

    He nodded, face falling as the cats moved away from him, they had left their supplies down stairs.

    "Was it a girl?" Namjoon asked, "Minister Hermionie Granger?" He asked, the name right but seeming wrong.

    "Yeah," the boy nodded. "Minister,- I don't know. I haven't made it that far. But that was definitely a name, yeah. Harry's best friend, female friend, that is."

    "They get together?" Jungkook asked, seeming actually curious.

    "No," Jimin sighed as he stood up, dusting off his pants. "I believe Harry got with Ron's little sister."

    "That's like me getting with Jungkook." Hoseok said, wrinkly up his nose, "Weird and not cool."

    Yoongi frowned as well,- he didn't like that. Hoseok is right, it would make him feel weird, and he doesn't know if he would like Hoseok touching him in an intimate way, either.

    "Hey!" Tae said, and Yoongi turned to where said boy was pointing. A wooden door with a sign stuck on the wall next to it. The name Malfoy spread across it,- these people seemingly related to him. His, like,- Great-Great-Great-Great grandmother married one of them.

    "I remember him being a dick," Jimin said, sounding rather disappointed that this was their choice of help. "Death eater, I believe. Tried to kill a few people. Not too nice."

    "You can't eat death, silly." Tae laughed as they approached the door, and everyone including Jungkook sighed. How was he so stupid?

   But on the subject of Malfoy,- surely he couldn't have been a bad dude if he was this high up in the government. Or maybe everyone simply forgot his acts,- that didn't matter though, because Seokjin was already knocking on the door. Jimin squeaked, and ran to hide his face in Yoongi's side.

    Wrapping him up and pulling him close, the door swung open to reveal a rather tired, bleached blonde, scruffy older man. Stubble growing in, suit snug against his thin frame, his were eyes devilish,- as if he knew the worlds darkest secrets- which he might- he blinked at them.

    "I heard word you were coming." He sighed, "I hoped you find Weasley or Granger though, maybe even Potter." The man stepped back and ushered them into the office. Lavish wooden desks and shelves stacked neatly, Computer and laptop, along with worn books and paper files laid on top. Pictures lining shelves, fancy articles in glass cases. "Please." he sighed once more, "Sit."

    "You we're expecting us?" Jin asked, making himself comfortable in a large chair adjacent from Malfoy's desk, Namjoon going to hover above it.

    "McGonagall." Yoongi stated, letting Jimin copy Jin's motions and himself copy Namjoon's. Taehyung and Jungkook sitting with one another in a chair by the fire, and Hoseok leaning against a shelf in the back.