Case file: 17882SS
Aliases: Saint Sabrina
Bog Shaman, Marie St. Claire
Yakima, Sabs the Ripper,
Sabrina "Molotov magician" DeJardin
Interviewee: Malfoy, lucius
Agent: Good evening, mister Malfoy. Comfortable?
Lucius Malfoy: Quite.
Agent: Then we shall begin; is it true that you have had contact with the subject in the past?
Malfoy: That is correct.
Agent: Please recount these instances in detail.
Malfoy: For what reason?
Agent: That's classified, sir.
Malfoy: *snort* Well, of course. If it will help the ministryAh, let's seeI first met Miss DeJardin in the summer of two thousand and two. Right here at this ministry, if I am not mistaken. I believe she worked here, for some time
Agent: Yes, the subject worked for us for approximately five years.
Malfoy: Ah! So she's as young as she looked, then?
Agent: That's classified, Mister Malfoy.
Malfoy: I resent this to no end, sir, *pause* During that summer, I was a very busy man, you see; what with keeping down these rumours of the return of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. I was keeping very close contact with the Aurors employed here; I must be sure my money is being put to good use, you know.
Agent: And, Ms. Dejardin.?
Malfoy: Very well! Yes, I met miss Sabrina once or twice. Very, very tall. Eight feet, she told me, I think. She was something to see, quite frankly. Belonged in a beastiary, or something. It perplexes me to no end that you let those types into our Ministry. It has been getting worse, and worse, and worse ever since Dumbledore's been at Hogwarts.
He hired Dejardin, didn't he? *Pause* No matter. I did enjoy her form, though. Athletic. Those outfits didn't hurt too much, eitherBut, I must be here for a reason. She was doing something hideous and illegal, wasn't she? Vile creaturethose fraks are always up to no good.
Agent: That's classified, as well, sir. And I think that concludes this interview. If you'd please—
-interview end-