Draco:
The next few weeks were very hectic, it was a mess in total. All the aurors who were involved were harassed. The higher ups were being mobbed in public, they enjoyed the attention it brought them each one of them told a different story to the reports painting them as warrior in shinning armour
There were pictures of smith everywhere to accused of being a bitch for punching the reporter who was all over her after work, i wasn't with her that time.
My every move is being watched, someone is always following me.
Robert Jule has been officially sent off to azkaban a few days back along with the others........
He might have escaped on the way there, ran off to one to an abroad country or maybe, maybe. A fucking big maybe he is was kidnapped and was brutally tortured before he was throw into the Pacific Ocean alive in drown
Maybe. Who knows
Me and smith interrogated the mother and daughter where as the guys were spoken to by someone else, crystal had somehow managed to survive the hit and was on bed rest in azkaban.
I didn't know she could have survived...
I hadn't see much of anyone, not even theo I don't want anyone behind his ass to, The only exception was willow who is been coming over everyday after the trial day, on her own account.
That women, merlin. gets on all my nerves. I'm seconds away from smacking her head against a wall
"What do you think" she looked at me hopefully sipping on her wine glass she had in her hand from the past 45 minutes
"I don't want to think about it" one of her friends are getting married. Big deal....
"Come onnnn.... It's her engagement i really want to go with you" she smiled pouting her already pulm lips. Is that all her life is about, go to parties show off who she has brought trying to make it to the paper and sipping on the same dammm fucking glass all day long.... And how we forget
Playing dress up
"It would look good to the ministry to" i Haven't shown up on any of the pureblood parties from ages
"A promise of cooperation" she suggested unsure of her words.
What is she even speaking about?
"Willow....stop" I'm trying the best to be polite, she and her family hold the door behind which my father is locked.
"Don't be like this-" she gets up from her chair "look" she showed today's paper i had gracious ignored the whole day at work.
Come on women, i have suffered enough at work. Piss off
"Her fiance is so handsome" she pouts at me getting all her claws on my arm "i wanna show of mine to"
"Get my father out then we can speak about that" i zone out of her talks, giving the paper all my attention or rather a perticular girl with purple and black hair in it. It was a old picture of her, from the time she had come to ministry with me for my father's trial next to a new picture of her now punching a reporter 'be aware, the traitor has returned'
She didn't even have anything to do with the war, she wasn't even there.
What are everyone talking about??
"I will never understand her" willow whispered from above me. I would give away anything to shove her face into a tub filled with water. I feel like I'm cheating on smith and my brain taunts 'get with her first' i chuckled to myself, miserable i know.
