The Older Malfoy

A Clause Most Inconvenient

Hermione walked down the hallway of the Ministry a few weeks later, she had managed to pass a bill with the full support of the Wizengamot on the minimum living standards of werewolves as well as a living allowance. She walked down the hallway with a small smile of triumph. It was with the support of Lyra and the pureblood families at the party that she had achieved it. She hated to admit she would have to thank Pansy Parkinson for her piece in Witch Weekly. Hermione was shocked when she walked into her office to find Robards, the Head of the Auror Office, stood there waiting for her. His tall broad frame filled her small office.

"Can I help you, sir?" Hermione asked cautiously. He turned with a quick smile.

"Granger, I just wanted to congratulate you on your latest bill" He grunted.

"Thank you, sir. I know it'll be for the better" Hermione said with a small smile.

"Is there something I can help with?" Hermione added, brushing past him to look at some of the memos that had landed on her desk during her time away.

"Yes, as a matter of fact, there is. I know you were helping Potter, on those disappearances, and I need you to fill me in on the connections the Malfoy's have to them" He grunted as he looked over a slip of parchment.

"I've already told Harry everything that I found out," Hermione explained cautiously.

"Right, yes, of course. I was just checking in case he had missed anything" Robards excused with a small smile.

"Harry doesn't miss things, sir" Hermione added firmly. Robards smiled,

"Of course he doesn't. Well if that's everything" He began to leave.

"Why are you so interested in the Malfoy's? I told Harry who was behind the symbol," Hermione asked. It was true. Lyra had told her it had been Selwyn whom they had captured two days later from information Lyra had slipped her.

"Some new information has come to light. Some dodgy doings some might say, you can thank your boyfriend for that one" He explained. "Let's just say even Old Lucius won't be able to slip past this one" Robards chuckled as he walked out of his office. Hermione's stomach sank, Ron had found something on the Malfoys and now they were going to Azkaban. Hermione walked from her office, she walked to the main atrium before apparating to Diagon Alley. She walked straight to Lyra's office, walking in she found Carly or whatever her name was, writing perfectly on parchment.

"Welcome to Hebridean Consulting and Recruitment, How can I help you?" She said in her high pitch squeak without looking up.

"Is Lyra here?" Hermione asked.

"Do you have an appointment?" She asked. Hermione rolled her eyes, getting deja vu.

"No, but it's an emergency"

"If you don't have an-" Hermione rolled her eyes and stormed past the desk. She knocked once on Lyra's office door and opened it. Lyra was standing with her back to the door, glaring out of the window, deep in thought. Hermione hadn't seen her since the party, not since she had listened to Snyde berate her about the war.

"Christine, I told you I-"

"Robard's is coming to arrest you," Hermione announced. Lyra turned slowly,

"What are you talking about?" She asked carefully and Hermione could hear the suspicion.

"He said he had something on your family and that you weren't getting out of it this time" Hermione explained. She watched Lyra think for a second before she walked to her.