Finding the Lost

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"It has been one year"

"Yes"

"Any luck?"

"No"

"I'm so sorry"

"I know", i managed to say that even though my throat was burning and my eyes were foggy. I lied, i lied to make myself feel better, i lied to pull myself together, i lied to live a lie.

"Hermione, you know that we can talk about it, right?" asked the redhead with concern all over her face.

"Yes Ginny, I know that I can talk about it. It is just that I was so sure that we will be able to find them! The war took a toll on all of us and I was really hoping to see mom and dad once all of this got over. I just... " , and that was enough to break me. I guess I was broken now, thanks to myself.

Ginny hugged me tightly and stayed with me for another two hours before she had to finally leave. I must admit, being alone has become a lot more comfortable. And when you're alone, time seems to develop wings because one moment it was 6 and the very next moment it was 10. The dreaded 10. Because just the very moment the clock showed 10, I had men standing in my doorway who were ready to break down the door just to get my signature. They won't talk, they will just get down to their business.

"Ms. Granger"

"Kingsley?" to be honest, i was surprised to see him there as well.

"I know this is going to be tough for you. But you will have to do this, and your new case will be assigned to you tomorrow morning"

"Your rules make me sick Kingsley. You don't realise how difficult this is for me. You are asking me to cease all operations that would help me track my parents. And the cherry on the top is that for the next entire year i'm going to be looking for others." I shouted, this attitude in Hogwarts would have resulted in 10000000000 points being deducted from Gryffindor.

"it does not matter whether or not you sign the papers Hermione, the operations will cease anyway. And i am not going to let you wait for tomorrow morning to get your next case" he dug his hand into his briefcase and removed a folder and handed it over to me " Here, this is your next case. Put in all of your efforts Hermione. Please" . and with that he left

This was exactly how Department of Lost worked. The department was formed after the war when a lot of wizards disappeared. And when the families approached the Ministry for help, the ministry transferred the cases to us. Most of the missing wizards were usually found dead, and for the rest of them, we were given one year to look for them. And if they cannot be found within one year, those cases are given up. And that is what exactly happened with my parents. They are lost and they may never be found again.

And with that thought, my headache came back to me. and with a heavy heart, I opened the folder. And as I read the name, my heart skipped a beat. Not even in my wildest dreams would I have actually thought that DRACO MALFOY would be missing.

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