Chapter twelve

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It's two days before something else happens. Almost 48 hours of relative calm.

Draco spends his Tuesday and Wednesday recovering from the stressful weekend and taking care of himself, as he should have done on Saturday and Sunday. It's one thing to die on a mission, it's another to neglect his health because he doesn't want to stop for even a minute.

Two days seem like a more than fair amount of time to Draco, not that his contract explicitly states how much time he has to work each week. Draco and the Minister hadn't even thought about that when they'd written and signed the contract, it was clear that Draco needed to work as fast as possible, but he had been given carte blanche on how to operate, since he was the only one who could use the dark mark, hence the only one who could know how much time he needed for a certain mission.

Usually, after a kill, Draco takes at least a week to recharge, killing a person is not as easy as he makes it look, he might be killing bad people, but he's still obliterating a soul, he doesn't even want to know about his own soul, if what is said is true, and killing damages the killer's soul, then Draco's must be in tatters.

Now that Kingsley needs the work done in eight months, Draco has decided to speed up the process. He's still not sure if he'll be able to kill the remaining five Death Eaters in that time, but he sure will try his best.

Two days is just enough time to rest and mentally prepare to start over again.

Tuesday passes by smoothly, in the morning Draco wakes up to a pile of newspapers outside his door, all bearing the same title.

ALYSHA MEADOWES FOUND!

In different words, all the articles say the same thing, in the early morning hours of Tuesday 4th of August, Alysha Meadowes was found by Elaine Thompson at the door of her orphanage. Aurors were immediately called and they managed to follow the traces back to Yaxley's hiding place, unfortunately, when they got to the house, Yaxley wasn't there. No other magical trace was found in the house, the Aurors' current opinion is that Yaxley, having lost his prisoner, has decided to go back into hiding. The main focus moved on the mystery saviour, whose identity is still unknown because he or she has impersonated Selene Yaxley, who, the Aurors have confirmed, was found dead during the rebuilding of Hogwarts in 1998. Whoever the person was, they have left no traces and even watching Alysha's memories hasn't helped the Aurors one bit.

Draco smiles as the success of his mission is written in front of his eyes. Apparently the Aurors haven't yet discovered who Alysha is, or maybe they just haven't told the press, Draco finds it difficult to believe that Yaxley hasn't informed Alysha of her real identity in the three days she's been in his house, but Alysha may have chosen to keep the information for herself. Either way, it's one less problem for Draco if the Aurors don't dig into the reason why he's brought Alysha to the orphanage and why Yaxley was interested in her in the first place.

Before he does anything else, he goes to his study to update his files. Yaxley's file is still on the desk and Draco opens it, sits behind the desk and starts writing what he has done in the past few days, from his search in his memories and his discovery about Alysha, to his visit to the orphanage and finally, Alysha's rescue and Yaxley's death. He closes the file with a satisfying shuffle of papers and goes to his cabinet to put it away. On the wall, his collage of mugshots glare at him and Draco takes extreme pleasure in taking out a bright red permanent marker and drawing a big X across Yaxley's scowling face. He leaves his office with a grin on his own face.

For the rest of the day, Draco does some cleaning, he puts his weapons back in their place, he washes his clothes and goes to buy the cereals he's forgotten yesterday. To relax even more, he decides to stay home for the night, so he rents a movie to watch while he eats popcorn with Pongo curled next to him.

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