FUCK.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK!"
Draco has been pacing the living room floor for what seems like hours, the newspaper in his hands is now a crumpled unreadable jumble of paper and ink.
"Fuck Potter and fuck is stupid fucking friends that leave him alone on his fucking birthday and fuck me for going to that fucking club and fuck Potter!" he shouts, throwing the newspaper on the floor the hardest he can. The paper just stays there, unmoving and mocking him.
He has read the article over and over so many times he has it memorized, still, he doesn't want to believe any of it.
It can't be true, it just can't.
One month! Thirty days he's spent studying every single detail he had about Yaxley, a whole week he's followed him to that shit house, only to come back with a list of useless charms.
How could he have missed it?
The man was plotting a multiple homicide for fuck's sake!
There had to be sings somewhere, something he has missed, something he overlooked or dismissed as insignificant.
But what?
And why kidnap a little girl? What has Yaxley to gain from her? It can't be because he wants to ask for a ransom, there isn't anyone left to ask, he killed her parents and siblings. Then why? If he wanted to kill her, he would have done it.
Then it hits him.
He runs to his bedroom as fast as he can, slamming his hand on the wall and making a painting fall to the floor. He leaves it there.
As soon as the wall disappears he goes straight to the file cabinet, taking out his file on Yaxley and sitting at his desk to read through it.
Not for the first time since he's started this job, he mentally scowls at the Aurors, their job in rounding up evidence on the Death Eaters was abysmal, most of what's on the files he's received from the DMLE is useless public knowledge. They haven't uncovered anything after the war and they don't know much about what happened before either.
This is also the reason why Draco spends so much time studying his targets, he has to try and remember everything he can from his time at the Manor under Voldemort's control, before actually doing any field work.
The only thing written on the file by the Aurors is that Yaxley is a confirmed Death Eater who worked at the Ministry during Voldemort's reign. There's a note that says he had a wife who was killed during the final battle and that Yaxley was last seen the morning Voldemort died, searching among the bodies to find hers.
Draco finds his scans of the magic around Yaxley's house quite easily, they are the only organised material in the file.
The other times he'd gone over them, he'd been looking for specific kinds of spells, Dark magic, illegal spells, unusual charms that would suggest illicit activities. Instead, he had found nothing but ordinary housekeeping spells.
Only now, knowing what Yaxley was planning to do, Draco can piece together the clues.
Housekeeping charms.
Of course.
Cleaning charms, dusting charms, scourgifies, reparos, paint charms, carpentry charms, upholstery charms, sanitizing charms, air cleaning charms, laundry charms. He was clearly renovating, trying to make the house liveable, most likely because he was planning on having someone there with him.
Draco should have paid more attention. He'd thought that, since Yaxley wasn't doing anything illegal nor dangerous, the man had decided to lie low.
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