Across from Chief Finnegan's sat Al, Teddy and Mr. R.J. Wade, forensic accountant.

The room had been sealed, Al was the first to speak:

"We have a delicate situation here. I have no desire to cause a conflict of interest. It would not serve either my client's best interest or any possible auror investigation to do so.

Along that vein, I would like to speak with chief privately for a moment."

The Chief, or Aunt Kate as Al and Teddy had grown up calling her, nodded then stepped to the far corner of her office with Al.

Ted watched as, with a causal loop of her wand, a slightly simmering blue bubble encompassed the pair.

Ted leaned back a bit in his chair and pulled out his tablet. Training schedules and performance reviews stopped for no one. He took every opportunity presented to work on them.

A few moments later:

"Ted, we have a possible conflict of interest here. As per procedure, I will not be discussing this with you. Please ask Creevy to join Al, Mr. Wade and myself. Thanks Ted."

With a nod and a smile Teddy pulled his long frame to a standing position. Kate waved her wand and a soft click sounded from the door. Ted exited to find Dennis.

After settling back at his desk Ted paused. You did not get to be number two in the aurors without skill. But he figured his three year old daughters could puzzle out this picture.

Al was a family law barrister whose current most high profile case involved Ted's wife's sister's mother in law.

The court had found that Marcus Campbell had been less than forthcoming with his true financial standings and ordered a review, hence Mr. Wade. If Al and Wade were here they must suspect some sort of criminal wrongdoing.

Good thing Louis was occupied with the protection detail assigned to Aunt Hermione. The crazies and bigots had ran right out into the open once she had become Minister of Magic. "How dare a muggle born rise to the highest office!" That was the nicest of the messages and threats she had received. Louis was so busy, plus his office was now near Hermione's he shouldn't twig what was going on.

After some of the nastier threats Uncle Ron and Draco had agreed to a new employee whose job was to assure Warda's safety. It worked out rather well that Denis Creavy's son Colin was available.

He had been three years behind Vic at Hogwarts. Top of his class in defense against the dark arts. Uncle Harry had tried to recruit him. But having a traveling itch, he had decided to apply to Australia's Australia's auror program and was accepted. He had returned last year with his family in tow, ready to be near his mum and dad.

Ted would love to know what was going on but, he was deliberately off the case. Oh well what was that American saying his cousin Lucy was so fond of? "Not my monkeys, not my circus!"

Back to the fitness review schedule. The yearly physical test that so many if the aurors hated was coming up. There would be a flurry of increased activity in their gym within the next two weeks.

Ted looked at the slight roll of fat around his middle. Generally, with helping on the farm, he was in better shape. Perhaps tonight the girls would like to go for a ride in the jogging stroller. Pushing two growing toddlers while running was a pretty good workout.

Scorpius was frustrated. Whoever was running this heroin operation was very clever indeed and very good at glamor charms. They never looked the same way twice when meeting with underlings. There had to be something he was missing. With a sigh the thick well worn notebook was returned to his desk drawer. Even though he had been given other cases this one still ate at him. He didn't like a puzzle he couldn't solve. They didn't have all the pieces yet. Maybe soon they would.

Lucy sighed contentedly, as long as no man made or natural disasters occurred, she was on a two week vacation.

Grandmas Molly and Andi had decided to head to the island early. The Scottish fall had roared in wet, windy and cold. Despite the north Atlantic beginning it's volatile season early, currently, the rest of the world looked stable for now. So she had decided that sun, warmth and spending time with the matriarchs of the family sounded wonderful.

She could chalk part of the trip up to work related too. As Weasley's expanded more potion ingredients had been needed. Malfoy Manufacturing and WWW had entered a partnership. Roxanne and Mr. Malfoy had been on a land acquisition spree. Especially here in the Caribbean.

One of the islands was too small to grow ingredients in large enough numbers for commercial use. Draco had proposed that Malfoy's would sponsor the cost of building and maintaining a family facility there. The cousins had approved the foundation of Sissy's house.

Sadly Draco's mum would not see it completed. She had died of cancer as the negotiations for the land had begun. It would be a fitting tribute to a woman who had gone through a complete transformation.

Lucy was privileged enough to be reading the chapters of her sister's new book. The abuse and programming Narcissa Black Malfoy had endured since birth was horrific. To emerge from that, to become a volunteer with and vocal advocate for the abused had taken courage.

The island complex would be a place of tranquility and safety for children and adults. A place they could heal and learn a new way of life.

Andi had become her unofficial construction supervisor and they had a surprise for the Malfoy's. Unbeknownst to Draco and Astoria, Rose and Scorpius had kicked in the money for a simple, beautiful island home for his Mom and Dad.

Narcissa was not they only Malfoy to have lasting effects from abuse. Draco's health was increasingly fragile. A place to get away from the harshest winters and to truly relax was what he needed.

Their Malfoy Manufacturing team was top notch. A bit of teleconferencing, plus Scorpius and Rose, both board members, checking in should allow for nice long recuperative breaks. There was a couple of extra bedrooms in the house plus a guest cottage. They looked down upon the campus.

This week the hurricane defense systems were being put in. Uncle Ron should be here tomorrow to supervise. The other security measures were on a need to know basis and none of the construction workers needed to know. Those would wait until construction was complete. Then Ron would return with his well trained and vetted team.

Lucy's tummy growled. Well she was a Weasley after all! Time to pull herself out of this very comfortable hammock and make some lunch.