AN: I forgot to put in the last chapter the year which the teens landed in was the year 2000. Although I mentioned it in ch 3. I just wanted to clarify to avoid confusion.
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Thank you to my beta MychelleFennell :)
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CHAPTER FIVE
Year 2000
At the ministry, the aurors including the minister of magic and his deputy all gathered in the meeting room to discuss the recent case of Antonin Dolohov.
"Go ahead Auror Potter." Kingsley Shacklebolt gestured to his head auror as everyone took their seats. Harry cleared his throat." Dolohov says he has information for us. In exchange for that information he wants to lighten his sentence."
"What information could he possibly have that he sees it's worth lessening his azkaban stay?" Asked Kingsley. "We already have our own intel from a direct source. He gestured to Draco who was listening but had an stoic expression as always.
"We don't know that yet sir." Answered Harry. He didn't know wether whatever information Dolohov might give them would be worth reducing his sentence. He looked to Hermione sitting beside the minister.
"I see no point in this. He might just be that desperate." Kingsley sighed "Send him to azkaban. Auror Potter and Malfoy see to it that he gets there without any further trouble. Close this case. Have reports given to my deputy by next week." He stood and so did the others.
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Harry and Draco went to the holding cell to escort Dolohov to Azkaban. As they got to his cell Dolohov looked up at them with a smug look on his face. "Well finally decided to take me up on my offer eh?"
They didn't bother to answer him. They conjured magic suppressing shackles and cuffed them on his wrists and ankles. They led him out of the cell and stood by the designated appiration point to Azkaban.
"Wait! What are you doing?!" Dolohov cried as he noticed they weren't taking him to the interrogation room.
The men stayed silent. They were given the okay to apprate.
With a crack they landed in a small waiting room like place. It was all concrete walls and only had wooden benches. A desk near one of the walls which where the guard sat.
"Antonin Dolohov, sentenced to life imprisonment. Tried and convicted two years ago. Probation request denied." Harry declared. The guard signed them in and patted down Dolohov. He was furious but remained silent the rest of the way. "Change into these and leave your personal belongings in that wooden box over there." Draco drawled pointing to a wooden cubby space with a line of boxes.
Dolohov snatched the garments from his hands,"You'll regret this Young Malfoy. I promise you." He threatened with that crazy gleam in his eyes.
Draco froze for a moment but did not show any weakness. "Yes okay. Just get on with it." He waved his hands carelessly.
They led Dolohov through a heavy security door two other guards were there to take him to his cell.
The aurors passsd Dolohov to the two guards and prepared to walk back out.
"Malfoy." Draco turned slightly, his skin prickling." You will meet your cousin soon. Tell her hello for me. She takes after her mother so do watch yourself around her." Dolohov cackled as the guards led him away.
Draco's mind raced trying to think of who he was talking about. He had only known of one cousin and not until recently, his aunt Andromeda's daughter Tonks they called her. His brows furrowed and his forehead crinkled.
"Malfoy?" Harry's voice called out breaking him out of his thoughts.
Draco shook his head,"Let's go."
They walked back to the designated appiration point to take them back to the Auror department. Harry nodded but didn't say anything else.
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After work Draco met up with his two friends Theodore Nott and Blaise Zabini for some drinks at the Leaky Cauldron.
As he stepped out of the floo he saw his friends already seated in a secluded booth near the back, firewhiskey already waiting in front of them.
As it was already after work hours people started trickling in for their after work pick me up.
"Hey mate!" Blaise smiled as Draco slid into the seat. Theo nodded in greeting.
"What are you so happy about Zabini? He asked downing his fire whiskey in one go.
Blaise just smirked as he downed his own drink. "He's happy because he finally got someone to shag him." Theo snorted teasing his friend.
"Aye thats low mate." Blaise mocked punched Theo. "We do not need to know the details of your sex life Blaise." Draco said rolling his eyes. "Then how about we talk about yours?" Blaise looks at him wiggling his eyebrows. "Sod off Zabini." Draco says smirking as he sips his firewhiskey.
During the war Zabini stayed in Italy. Staying neutral which was smart. Theo was not so lucky as his father was a known death eater since the first wizarding war. Though he did not take the mark, he and Draco had a lot in common.
They rekindled their friendship after Draco left Hogwarts. He was the only one of his friends who went back to redo their final year. Placing just second behind the frizzy haired bookworm in their N.E.W.T.S. Draco wouldn't admit it out loud but he was grateful for his friends.
"We escorted Dolohov to Azkaban earlier." He poured more fire whiskey for himself and refilled his friends tumblers as well. "Finally. What took so long? I thought it was an open and shut case." Theo leaned forward on the table. Draco shrugged," He wanted to make a deal. He will give us information in exchange of reducing his sentence. Shacklebolt didn't buy it though."
Blaise raised his glass "Well I say cheers to that. Another death eater down." The men raised there glasses together. "Cheers!"
The downed their alcohol in one. Draco ran his hand through his hair. He still couldn't get what Dolohov had said to him out of his head. He didn't know why. His only cousin was dead.
Blaise noticed Draco's expression. "Something else on your mind mate?" Draco sighed and poured them another round as he told them about what Dolohov had said.
