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Oh my gosh this series is so good. The world building is really cool and fresh. I absolutely love the main character and that you have created a hybrid supernatural and mystery fic. I can't wait to read more.

OTHER HALF | Part 4

Pairing: Yoongi X Reader | Werewolf AU

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: rumours, abduction, pining, heartbreak, and descriptions of gore/death/crime.

Genre: Werewolf AU, Drama, Mates

Summary: Some gossip gives you an insight to the criminals you’re hunting, as well as the man who would have been yours. You gain a new partner and lose a friend.

Masterlist

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Gangwon Jeon

There’s a steady buzzing in your head as you try to push down what you’re feeling to focus on what’s at hand - getting close to the guests from the Daegu Nakdong Kang clan. The drugs Dr. Lee had initially prescribed were not enough to subdue your haywire emotions that fed your wolf’s restlessness. Your wolf wanted to go for a run.

To a specific place.

Where Namjoon was getting ready.

And pounce.

It didn’t help that the little old ladies from the Kangs were related to the Ilsan Kims, so you were around him despite not wanting to, and trying your best to avoid an encounter. You supposed you wished for too much, but what stung the most was the look of sneering disgust that crossed Namjoon’s face when he saw you around his extended relatives. You supposed he figured you were desperate for his attention. No thank you sir, I’ve got enough to handle. And fuck you very much. Bye.

Aunty Kim was a relatively harmless nosy old lady from the Kangs you latched on to. She seemed receptive to your attention after you rescued her from an unfortunate food spill, and was ready to start chattering, if only her dementia didn’t come in the way…

“It was really sad you know..the whole clan in misery…from all the grieving. The Seos had no shame in showing their kids off… just because you have a pair of alphas...I always say you need to be humble, or you’ll attract the evil eye. Neither mother nor kids had any qualms about that. I know it’s not good to talk about the dead like that, but they had it coming to them. That Eunsik boy would go around challenging anyone to a fight. Eunhyo would butt heads with the boys far too much… It isn’t ladylike, absolutely no breeding. And look where that got them! The boy dead and the girl, likely dishonoured. Which girl would willingly show her face to her folks after that?”

You’d murmur sympathetically, to keep her talking.

“Alpha Kang had warned the family too, to rein in their kids, especially Eunhyo. She would lead guys on and around and then drop them. That girl even had the audacity to fight Alpha Kang’s nephew. Women in good families should know their place, not pick fights and create conflicts. I shouldn’t say this about the dead, but the Seo kids were made an example of,in my opinion. I don’t know who. Most of the clan kids were at home, or school. It could be a complete  stranger too. That's what happens when there's a lot of bad blood around…", Aunty Kim went on in the same spiel for a good amount of time before dozing off over her knitting. You wrapped her shawl comfortably around her and adjusted her position over the couch, texting another of the Jeon cousins to keep an eye on the old lady, before slipping away.

Both Seo Eunsik and Eunhyo were Alpha children, and apparently they acted like it, despite having no real position of power in their pack. Usually such behavior was curbed early to preserve clan hierarchies but it appears that didn't happen. If they rubbed someone the wrong way, it could have easily been a hate crime. But that doesn't explain why Eunhyo was missing… unless...the perpetrators wanted to continue the humiliation?

You settled under a tree in a corner of the pack house grounds and pulled your phone out to check the pictures of Eunsik's post mortem report. The gruesome pictures of the corpse loaded over your screen, and you sat scanning them minutely to find anything that you could work with. So much that you didn't realize someone was peering over your shoulder.

"Whoa! What IS that?"

You turned to find Min Yoongi standing behind the tree peeking at your phone, hands in his pockets. He looked like he was going to be sick.

"They're pictures from the crimes I was telling you about, yesterday", you explained, shutting it off and turning to greet him with a smile. Your senses were majorly dulled with the suppressant medication Dr. Lee had put you on, but that didn't prevent you from reacting a little bit to Min Yoongi.

He smelled pleasant. Goosebumps arose across your back and arms, as you took his presence in - medium height, but still enough to tower over you, a face with an understated elegance, a deceptively slight frame that concealed firm shredded musculature (your mind helpfully supplying you with memories from the patching up session in the Jeep) and deep, kind eyes that spoke more than his expressions did. Your wolf with her frayed nerves wanted to curl up next to him. She found him safe. Weird female.

Maybe Yoongi hadn't paid attention to your slightly flustered state as he chose to focus on the pictures, "They honestly look gruesome. Who is that? I know who the victims are from what Park Jimin told me, but that's it. I thought you were dealing with abductions?"

"One of the abductions included the murder of one of the girls' twin brother. His body was found in the river. I’m trying to examine it to see if I can gather anything from it".

Yoongi nodded, and held his hand out, "May I?"

You hesitated for a bit, since it was supposed to be confidential. You didn’t know much about him except the short snippets he’d told you the night before. But if Jimin had already spoken of it to Min Yoongi, it probably would be of no harm? You slid your phone out, unlocked it and showed the pictures to him. The grimace on his face softened a bit to make way for seriousness as he examined it.

You totally did not pay attention or grow redder at the proximity you both had. Nope. Not at all. Just the hormones. Focus, bitch. You turned your attention back to the phone.

The body having been bloated and exposed to the elements in the river water was a wreck, but there was no mistaking the single slit that ran across the boy’s throat. Lacerations on either side of his neck, his hands and feet bruised as though he was held down… there was definitely a struggle, and the cut wasn’t clean. “It either is a wolf’s work or was made to look like one.” Yoongi stated, returning the phone to you.

“Made to look like one?”

“To throw people off trail”, he explained. “Water gets rid of all scent, so the only clues you would have to the killer would be through the weapon used”

Strange, you mused. That was probably why they chose to attack close to water bodies. And… Eunsik’s death was too haphazard for someone whose abductions were so clean. But the twins were playing hooky from school, right? If these abductions were intentional, then the kidnappers would probably have waited around their school, or tried to catch them at a different location. It probably wouldn’t have differed too much from Lee Chaeryung’s disappearance. Maybe they had to improvise, and didn’t prepare a way to handle Eunsik properly?

Yoongi watched you think curiously. “What’s the verdict, doc?” he asked. “I’m not a doc, Yoongi-ssi! I’m just mid-training to be a medic. It seems to me that whoever killed this boy didn’t account for his presence during the abduction. Otherwise they wouldn’t have left any traces. All previous crime scenes were clean.”

“Can I take another look at the pictures?” Yoongi asked you.

You nodded and passed the phone to him. “Do you know any of the Daegu Nakdong Kangs?", you asked.

"I'm familiar with some of them, and have visited their territory as a kid. It isn't far from the Daegu Min region. Why?"

"I may pay them a visit"

Yoongi smoothly added his number to your phone, saying, "Let me know when you do, I'll take you around".

You blinked. Were you overthinking? "Uh, sure!" You replied.

He still hadn't finished with your phone. Something struck him, and he leaned over to show it to you "Look at the bruises on his arms and feet. He was definitely held down before his throat was slit. Clearly someone bigger and heavier, judging by the hand size."

You took in his big veiny hands in contrast to his slender figure and raised your eyebrows mischievously at him, getting an eye roll in return. "So if he was being held down, there must have been a second or third person subduing the girl while they handled this boy. It appears both twins were strong. There's no way one person can handle two energetic young alphas." He finished.

As you considered his words, you realised you had to speak to Park Jimin tonight.

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The Night of the Seeking

Tonight was one of the many events that comprised a mating ceremony, the seeking. The engaged would enter the woods at dusk from different points, and the man was expected to seek out, mark and claim his mate with all the elements of nature in witness. It sounded pretty archaic, but what was conducted these days was a modernised version- the seeking out and marking would happen in the woods, and the couple were left to consummate the claiming in peace and privacy later. If it was meant to be, a wolf would always be led to his mate, elders claimed.

Obviously there was NO WAY you were going close to the woods anytime soon. Your poor wolf needed the distance and perspective and you needed a damned break to reign in the hormones pushing you to claim him. The marking would be witnessed by people from both sides scattered in the woods. Huh.

You holed yourself up in your room, going through everything you and Min Yoongi had discussed, and gave Park Jimin a call. His honey sweet voice rang in your ears on the third ring.

“Hello? Y/N?

“Good evening, Jimin-ssi! I’m calling you to request something in the investigation of the girls”, you said.

“Oh, okay, hang on”, you heard some shuffling. “Right, I’ve got a notebook. Go on, tell me”

“Basically, the abductions of the three girls were extremely clean, and hardly any evidence was left behind. However, in the case of Seo Eunhyo and Eunsik, they left Eunsik’s body behind, and it became a possible source of evidence. So the abductions were clearly a pre-planned affair. Only, in Seo Eunhyo’s case, their plan went off track and they had to improvise”

“Yes...go on?”, you heard paper rustle over the call.

“They had to improvise because the kids played hooky from school. Which means at some point they may have made a plan to abduct Eunhyo from the school itself. So it was done by someone who had some knowledge of the twins’ whereabouts, at least publicly, but not enough to know what they got up to at the river”

“Hmmm… okay??”

“Consider some adults watching the twins around school, and maybe following them around at a distance to get an idea of their routes. Someone not necessarily a local, or they would have known about their riverside excursions. This person would have kept an eye on them for a few days and made preparations accordingly.”

“So what if this person was connected to the school they went to? If we investigate there, perhaps we can find some evidence of provisions made to abduct the girl? It could be a method very similar to Lee Chaeryung. Someone may have noticed something out of place, or a newcomer hanging around.”

“Also, if the perpetrator had to take action near a river, and judging by how hastily they disposed of Eunsik’s body, they probably weren’t well prepared for a river. So our perpetrators may carry signs of the river back with them in their getaway vehicle, like traces of algae, river silt and stones, etc. We are potentially looking at two or three people acting together.” you finished with an exhale.

“Okay. So we’re looking for newcomers/non-locals visiting the Daegu Nakdong Kang territory around that month on some pretext, either in pairs or more. They may have hung around the school as they may have planned the abduction there. We’re looking for anyone who noticed something unusual in the days leading to the abduction and murder in the area. And maybe anyone who suddenly rented a vehicle or boat, or made sudden purchases on that day”, Jimin summarized.

“Yes. Thank you, Jimin-ssi. Oh, and one last thing.”

“Please check the weather reports if there was rain anytime before or after the event. They may have planned it on a rainy day to wash off scent traces, but may have had to alter the date as well. We may need to establish why.”

“Got it. Thank YOU, Y/N-ssi. You’ve brought a new perspective to this, just as we hoped. I’ll keep you posted on what we find out”

“Thank you, Jimin-ssi. Good night!”

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Bathed, changed and moisturised, you were fully prepared to retire for the night. You heard dull cheers and whoops in the distance as the Seeking started. Get it together, Y/N. You chose to agree to this. Shaking off a spark of hurt blooming inside you, you’d climbed into bed, plugged in your earphones and gone to sleep.

Not even an hour had passed when you heard an urgent rapping on your door. Rousing yourself from your deep slumber, you opened your room door to find a frantic looking Jungkook outside.

“Noona, have you seen Joohyun anywhere?”

“No I didn’t, Kookie. I haven’t seen her since this morning, in fact. Wasn’t she with you?”

A bad feeling started creeping up your back. Your wolf was roused, hackles raised. Jungkook shook his head, round eyes glistening with panicky tears.

“I was a bit relieved she wasn’t following me around today. But then I realised she wasn’t anywhere. That’s weird for her. When we went into the woods for Joon-hyung’s Seeking, I found her bag near the lake. She wasn’t around, so I looked for her to give it back”

In his hands was a Birkin handbag, the same one that Joohyun was talking about enthusiastically the previous day. It had her phone, some cosmetics and a bracelet she was known to keep with her. She was never without her phone, atleast. “ I didn’t want to raise an alarm yet. So I tried tracking her scent myself. And I couldn’t find her anywhere. I smelt her last near the lake.”

The worst thing that could have happened, popped into your head. You had to find her stat. A face popped into your mind, as you threw on a shirt and trousers, and made your way to the outskirts of the woods, where the guests were milling around. Some of them had gone in as “witnesses”, but luckily, you found Min Yoongi waiting with his cousins and father, dressed in black from top to toe.

Min Yoongi had turned around, his nostrils flaring at your scent - he registered that you were showing some pre-heat symptoms.Understanding dawned. But, he wasn’t the only one. Other males in the vicinity had also turned their gazes to you expectantly. Gritting his teeth, he grabbed your elbow and pulled you away from the crowd to a distance. “Not to be disrespectful, Y/N-ssi, but are you insane? You’re in NO position to be out here, it’s dangerous!” he chided.

“Yoongi-ssi, I would not be out here if the situation did not demand it. Do you know Choi Joohyun?”

“That gossipy teenager? Congressman Choi’s grandchild? What about her?”

You held up the Birkin and said “She’s missing”

Min Yoongi swore under his breath. It was time to search the woods properly. If she wasn’t found, raise the alarm.

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You, Jungkook and Yoongi had searched the packlands frantically, but the only traces of Joohyun’s scent in the area was at least a day old, and confined to the pack house and mating ceremony celebration areas. You had to search the woods once, before declaring her missing.

A lot of people were going to be affected tonight. The three of you split up to cover different parts of the woods, starting from the lake where Jungkook found her things.

As you covered your stretch of the woods for any traces of the teenager, you felt a hand grip you, and turned to find Namjoon behind you. He was standing, eyes wild, chest heaving, nostrils flared. He looked glorious.

There was no fresh mark on his neck. His hunt through the woods had brought the faint scent of your pre-heat to him, and he’d made a beeline for you instead of Somin.

This was a disaster. Your wolf whimpered. He shook his head to get a grip on himself, before glaring at you, breathing harshly. “I told you we can’t work. What are you doing here? Are you out to ruin my mating? Are you that desperate?”

Anger coursed through you, bringing the sting of rejection right back up, as your wolf howled angrily. Using all your willpower, you pushed him away. “No, I’m not here for you. A girl has gone missing - Choi Joohyun. Congressman Choi’s granddaughter. We’ve been searching the woods for her.”

“Even your excuses are creative - “

“GET AWAY FROM HER”

An alpha voice rang out, causing Namjoon to force himself back. He looked shocked, as very few wolves had the ability to compel him, especially away from a mate. You turned to find Min Yoongi stalking towards the two of you fuming.

He planted himself between you and Namjoon, facing him squarely and said, “As Y/N told you, Congressman Choi’s granddaughter has gone missing. Alpha Jeon has halted the ceremony. You’re needed at the main halls. Everyone’s gathering to figure out how to find the girl.”

He stood resolutely in front of you until Namjoon walked away reluctantly, a vein about to burst in his jaw. His suspicious glances at you and Yoongi seemed to add to his anger.

And once Namjoon was out of your sight, Yoongi rounded on you. “Y/N-ssi, I need you to listen to me. We’ve got the entire pack and guests searching for the girl now. I understand that this is your investigation, but you most certainly aren’t in the best state. You’ll likely get pounced on by any horny idiot with bad self control, and you won’t even be in a position to fight him off.”

“I can - “ you began protesting when he gripped your shoulder. “Please, Y/N-ssi. I’ll keep you updated every hour, and speak to Jimin as well. Please go to your room and lock yourself in. I need you to listen to me, for your sake”

You sighed at the dead-serious look on his face, and let him lead you out of the woods, till your room. He didn’t leave till he saw that you had secured every door and window, taken your meds and locked the door firmly.

It was after you tucked yourself in that you realised, between you and Namjoon, he had used his alpha voice to send Namjoon away and not when he tried to get you back to your room, which would have been the easier option. Flashes of the night so far continued to plague you, of Namjoon finding you instead of Somin, accusing you of sabotaging his mating, sweet little Joohyun vanishing, Jungkook’s tears and the bitter pain of it all. Your wolf whined - the events of the evening were a lot for her. Taking a deep breath, you typed out a series of messages to Grandpa Jeon, Congressman Bang, Park Jimin and Min Yoongi on what you knew, before the medicines kicked in and you drifted off to an uneasy sleep.

The Butterfly Effect 

- Part 5 

Harry relaxed back in his chair, his finger playing the forward button then replay button over and over again trying to find a clue, any clue but it was all just a video, nothing more. The videos played on loop on the projector, questions after questions being asked and none met with an actual answer. It frustrated him, this entire case did but he was waiting for that one calling that hadn’t made it to him yet. He knew there was something to the case that he was missing or something that was kept concealed but days after trying to find out, he had reached nowhere, a dead end if he must say so. 

So he replayed the video like he had done several times, this time focusing on Draco’s facial expression and somewhere along the way pitying him for the horrid condition he must be in. Azkaban wasn’t people’s favorite place to be in and he was there for a crime Harry was convinced he didn’t commit. 

“ Killers don’t always use weapon, murder isn’t always murder and death isn’t always met. I did not kill Ben Codsworth, someone did and that’s not me ”

He stopped the video right at that second, feeling too exhausted to go on, just looking at the shade of pale screen and his expressions that looked defeated, like he lost at something, maybe convincing that he was infact innocent, shame Harry didn’t know, yet.  

“ What am I not able to find?” Harry whispered in the air then picked up the file and stared at Draco’s face. Looking between the Draco on the screen and on the file seemed like two entirely different people, different yet alike at all time. It was weird how the same person could look so different in such a small span of time, it felt so unreal but it was more real than everything had ever been. It was weird to think of how Draco might’ve possibly thought that he was going to be there only for a short span of time, a couple of days until he would’ve been found innocent like it should’ve gone but little had he seen this coming, little would he had thought about wasting his youth in prison and above that everyone being convinced that he was the murderer, it was like the world was convinced he was a murderer and nobody wanted to hear his story but Harry. It was like living in a tin box, with the same grey painted walls everywhere with the opaqueness of the world convincing that there was no world outside those 4 walls, outside that cruelty.  

Harry stared at the screen for a long time, then picture of Draco in his hand wondering what move should be his next, who to go to, who to believe until he heard the door knob twisting and he immediately unplugged the projector and hastily put the picture in a file. 

“ Harry “ the door opened and in the shadow cast Ginny’s silhouette.

“ yeah ?” Harry asked putting his case stuff away. 

“ Dinner ?” She asked 

“ i’ll be right out “ Harry answered. Ginny nodded and left. He cleared up the mess he made, putting the videos back in the bag along with the files and just as he was about to walk out, he had a good look of the room, his thoughts still running in wonderment. 

Within a few minutes he was at the table and listening to Ginny and filling her in about the new case he received at the same time yet keeping the name confidential. 

“ Seems like some case” Ginny commented 

“ Yeah- I constantly feel like there’s something i’m not seeing. There are just too many loopholes” Harry explained 

“ Of course there are, if how you’re saying this person didn’t kill him, then somebody else did who definitely had a problem with the person who’s in prison, its like he’s being framed” Ginny stated “ Wow- this fish isn’t as boneless as it was supposed to be “ she added but all Harry thought of how Draco could possibly be framed, who would do it?

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Harry was running out of people to reach out to, anyone he possibly could’ve thought of was either dead, disappeared, had lost touch, or currently low in existence as he would like to put it. He was entirely frustrated as he walked into his office and was met with John sitting over his chair. Good thinking of Harry to put the question pin board away last night. 

“ Hello, Harry “ John greeted. Even the small hello seemed to have caused a bubble of blood to rise inside of him. 

“ Hello, John. I think you might be invading my personal space- well office that is” Harry raised his eyebrows as he set his bag he bought over the table and walked behind to sit in his chair. 

The audacity John had to keep his legs over Harry’s table but then again John wasn’t the best guy. 

“ My office Harry- I gave you this office if you can recall- but- I can understand. I’m only here to know your progress on the case, don’t you think that perhaps the case have been dragged on for a little longer than you normally do it, say a week or two more than you would have normally finished the case in ?” John asked with his tone laced with challenge and suspicion. 

Harry huffed then leaned forward over the table, pouring a glass of water for himself “ I would say you are not wrong. The case have been dragged on for longer than usual- almost a week over than i’d normally do it but you see the case isn’t as simple as I thought it was. I have to make sure that there is absolutely nothing which could be questioned later in any inquiry. I want to make sure that Draco Malfoy stays put in there and for that I need to do an intensive study over the files and people who might think he’s innocent “ Harry wished that a door to hell would open up underneath his chair and drag him downright because right now he hated himself more than he hated John for what he said and how he said with a smirk plastered over his face. 

John looked at Harry impressively “ Well- I did not expect you to get so involved but I like your spirit- its as I’d like to put it very impressive. Finally thinking like a true auror “ He got up from the chair and was ready to leave, Harry himself being thankful for that but in the last moment John turned around and looked at Harry in a way he couldn’t himself explain, it was some sort of an unambiguous look that seemed as if John was looking through him and into his soul. Harry didn’t like that look, it left him mildly disturbed. 

And he left the office. Harry soon locked it after him and took out the question board from beneath his table and pinned another post. 

“ Pansy Parkinson? ” 

“ Narcissa Malfoy ?” 

And added a few more question marks after John’s name. 

Thinking upon the conversation he had with Theodore a couple of days ago, Harry couldn’t help but note down everything he could remember from the conversation on a piece of paper and stuck it to the pinboard as well. 

“ The botanist farm “ Harry frowned. How come it was never mentioned before that the botanist farm where Ben worked even existed? That led him to Ben’s investigatory file and doing his background search but reading lines over lines he realised it wasn’t mentioned anywhere when Ben was away for almost an year to the Botanist farm to study. Maybe it could be a start but Harry was afraid that going to find out about that Botanist farm would again be a dead end and if not more so a useless one, what possibly could he even get from there ? Or was it even really connected to the case as such which led him to another thing as why didn’t that come up in any inquiries with Draco about Ben’s disappearance especially about the farm for a while even though it was clear that Draco knew Ben the best. 

Harry was still reading through file hastily when suddenly his eyes laid upon the word Marital status, which was scratched several times then left blank. Harry picked up that piece of paper and put it before the table lamp trying to find the words beneath the ink. He bought his specks closer to his eyes, squinting and underneath the scraping was just one to two letter he could see at the end “ an ” and after that was another scratch. Clearly someone didn’t want anyone to know Ben’s marital status. Harry noted it down and left it over the table to later figure out what it was while he tried running around the office library to find a file on Pansy Parkinson, if that even existed. Apparently not and the reason was clear, despite being a hefty supporter of Voldemort during the second war, she was never really put behind bars and only the people who were put behind bars in Azkaban were the ones who had a file and since Pansy was only presented in the court for a short while and found guilty she was free. If Harry really thinks upon it he can recall sitting in the winzegamot while Pansy’s hearing was in process, she was very nervous and she kept bouncing her leg up and down whilst she was sitting on the chair. It was probably the first time he had ever even seen her that nervous but when your life changing sentence is a minute away, you would be scared. He can’t remember what happened next, perhaps he never really could paid attention or he was sent out of there for something and only returned during the final statement hour, the rest was just a fast blur. 

“ Harry-” Someone called from behind him and he turned around to notice the fellow he works with but had hardly ever been keen enough to remember his name. Harry assumed it started with a M. 

“ How are you doing ?” he asked. Harry smiled at him, answering his question vaguely. 

“ Been noticing you coming here a lot “ He smiled. 

“ Working on some cold sort of case- unfortunately the evidences are very less-” 

“ You’re looking here for evidence’s? Thought you’d know better than trying find them here, its a complete waste- John keeps the actual evidences- Why don’t you ask him ?” He asked frowning. 

“ Can’t ” Harry muttered to himself then gave him a fake smile “ I’ll try that, Thanks” 

And Harry left after that, going back to his office and waiting for the the hole of hell to open up under his chair. 

He was again running in his nuisance of unavailable hints, even thinking of giving up the case but the innocence in Draco’s face called him towards himself. Harry thought of it all and at the end he realised that he was afraid of knowing why he wanted to free Draco. He thought earlier that maybe it was all for a cause, or a sense to prove that innocent people are put into Azkaban without consent but now maybe it was more than that, maybe it always had been, he still doesn’t know why he was so attached to the case, all he knew that this wasn’t just any framed up case, it was so much more than that but if Harry was sure of one thing was that Draco could not have been a murderer.

The annoying clock on his table ticked louder than his thoughts he decided he needed at least something, he couldn’t waste his days away. If he needed to solve the case he needed to know everything about Draco’s life, his past life, his life in general away from school, his family, his relationship with Ben, he needed to know everything to find answers.

And so despite low chances, he was stirring in the pensieve every memory he ever held of Draco. Memories after memories transformed from one to another, some foul and unpleasant to some completely unnecessary but it was enough to prove that Harry knew absolutely nothing of Draco, absolutely nothing. He doesn’t want to blame his own self but it was true that he never really gave himself a chance to take the veil of mask off Draco’s face and look behind it. All the memories he had of Draco from 6th year now were more than just memories, his face was always a cry for help and it was unfathomable how Harry looked past all that and tried to look for suspicious things. He wonders what would have happened if he had ever gave him a chance to prove himself or What would had happened if for once he would had risen from more than just himself and trying to make plans to defeat Voldemort and had lurked a thought over Draco, what would’ve happened ?

Harry was on the last of the memories, the one from the day Dumbledore was on the porch after they had came back to the astronomy tower and Draco was standing with his wand pointed at Dumbledore. Harry walked nearer to Draco and looked at the helplessness in his face, the cry in his eyes, the tremor of his lips. He was hopeless, helpless and broken even back then, more then than ever. He was too young for someone to know what pain was but looking at Draco in his memory with his wand held in his trembling hands Harry felt pity and a strange whim of sadness. He stood right before Draco as he cried to Dumbledore and looked through his eyes but they were dim, closed down, shut off from him because Harry never really had tried to look beyond it but even then he knew it, he knew that he could be anything but a murderer.  

“ you couldn’t had done it ” Harry whispered and pulled out of the memory. He pushed the pensieve away a little and let out a long harsh breath. It had been too overwhelming to watch all the memories more than he could’ve thought of. It had left him estranged and guilty of a lot of things but they were just kids weren’t they. Kids who made too many mistakes and had came too far to apologize for them. 

Harry startled as soon as the door opened behind him and then shut off by whoever entered. He turned around and noticed Ron had came in and was watching his question pin board he had created.

“ You’re still here- thought you would’ve packed your stuff away” Ron commented 

Harry frowned looking at the ticking clock on his table “ Its just 4″ 

“ Yeah but the dinner is at 6 “ Ron shook his head making a point. 

“ What dinner ?” Harry asked confused. 

“ Dinner, At my place. Remember Hermione is hosting our usual dinners- something for the wedding to be discussed. Seriously how did you forget, I just told you yesterday while leaving work” Ron frowned. 

It struck him then, yesterday while leaving work Ron had said something about the dinner but his mind was making plans to cross by the bakery to check Boyce was there, he wasn’t. 

“ Yeah- must’ve slipped my mind- I’ll pack “ Harry retaliated. 

Ron sighed then opened the door to walk out of the door “ I’ll see you at dinner then- oh and try not to bring up the case in between with Hermione” 

Harry nodded and Ron left. 

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In Harry’s opinion the dinner was going pleasantly but in everyone else’s opinion, the dinner was everything but fine. The entire dinner Harry kept playing with his fork more than listening and when called out over it, he responded with ‘he’s not that hungry’ and it wasn’t even just that, when he was asked about the wedding preparations he was only half a mind present there and ended up being silent which for the sake Ron answered. Harry was very disturbed, dreaming in his own world, he didn’t like it but he was always thinking of ways to pin any clue or a hint in his head for the case and currently in dinner he was thinking of any memories he might’ve missed about Draco while watching the memories in pensieve but he couldn’t pin any memory he might’ve forgotten. 

But lost in his world, Ron finally lost his mind and dragged Harry into the balcony. 

“ What is up with you ?” Ron almost yelled. 

“ What ?” Harry questioned back confused.

“ You know what “ Ron replied crossing his arms in his front. 

“ Nothing is up Ron, I’m good” Harry shook his head for emphasis. 

“ You’re far from good Harry, don’t you see you’re losing your mind over that guy who for all you might actually be the murderer and I know you have faith in him and you believe he’s innocent and everything and he might be but Harry you have a wedding coming up, you have your friends and family here and you are being ignorant of them. I don’t know why this case is so important to you or if this have anything to do with your life or people or if its even just about justice but what you’re doing here and everywhere else except your office isn’t valid. You can’t ignore us, your fiance, the rest of the world for that one guy” Ron scolded. With the way he scolded him off Harry knew that it must’ve been something serious or he must’ve done something very wrong, he might even be entirely wrong for all he knew but if there was anything Harry knew about Ron was that if he was yelling at him or if he was calling Harry out on his shit then he had definitely not been a good friend.  

Harry sighed then nodded “ I- I am sorry, I didn’t realize I was being such a terrible friend-” 

“ Its not about being a terrible friend- it- its just that you’ve been so lost and all of us wish that you were just a little bit present” Ron admitted. 

Harry looked at Ron apologetically “I know- I wish I knew why this meant so much to me but I don’t and I know you think I do but I don’t- You know what- you are right, I’ve been very inconsiderate about everything even you guys and you people who mean the world to me- I’ll make it upto you all I promise I will, starting right now. I’ll run down and i’ll bring us guys some good cake and we’ll celebrate, alright” 

Ron huffed then nodded “ Do you want me to go along with you ?” 

“ I’ll be fine “ Harry replied patting his back and left the flat to run down to the nearest bakery but unfortunately the nearest bakery was closed, so was the other, then the other and the next one until he decided to go to Boyce’s bakery at his last resort which was fortunately open and about to be closed. He ran through the door, reaching for air and made it to the counter with little breath running into his system. 

“ I need- “ 

“ You again- Let me stop you- I know why you’re here, I knew it all along but its- it just didn’t make sense but nobody comes as often as you do and I can see you clearly have a reason with all your absurd questions ” Boyce cut him off. 

“ Oh? “ Harry asked in a single syllable. 

“ I know you who you need"  

“ Its Pansy, isn’t it ?” 

PART 1 TO 4 

I’m so so so incredibly sorry for anyone who was actually waiting for this update but a lot of factors contributed to this very specific late update and also as noticed I’ve started december fluff fest, I’ve barely been able to juggle with writing that, updating and my own life as well. 

I’d also apologize for this one being a shitty chapter, I barely had any motivation and headspace to think through it, clearly I do now. Again, Incredibly sorry. I’ll try to update sooner this time. Much Love. 

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5,6,19 in one single fic of draco being in azkaban

The Butterfly Effect

It lacks my skill to make it into a one shot and I apologize for it. This will be continued in parts. 

Dialogue Prompts - 5 - “ Why are you doing that ?” “Doing what ?” “ Treating me like a person” //6. “Sometimes memories are the worst form of torture” // 19. “ I lo–” “ No, please.. Don’t say that. You love her/him, not me” 

Cold stirred inside the cell, a heavy cloud of mist settling in and the grey walls screeched as he scratched another day over the walls. Day 150. He dropped the stone over the ground making sure to make no noise but the rustling of the door awakened the beast and it crawled towards him. He shimmied back into the corner until no corner was left to fit into and he whimpered begging the mercy from the beast to let him go but what a deaf beast would know.

The beast took its bite, sucked his memory and left over the ground was a filled with tears Draco Malfoy waiting for the numbness to settle in. His life was becoming more meaningless than it ever had been, only now, he didn’t had anything more left to offer.

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The Butterfly Effect 

- Part 6 

“I know who you need“ 

“Its Pansy, isn’t it ?” 

“Pansy Parkinson ?”

Harry’s already short breath stuck in his throat, a knot forming inside and his head doing the well aware spin it did when things got suddenly strange. 

“Ho-How did you -?” Harry couldn’t form the entire sentence even if he wanted to. It was like his voice was lost somewhere deep in his throat and his brain went into short circuit, like all of his fuses gave out and what remained behind was just burnt up left overs. 

“I knew it from the day you first came here with the business card and more convinced when you asked me about magic“ Boyce replied. 

Harry breathed heavily, shaking his head. He took hold of the nearest chair and sat down “Why didn’t you tell me before ?” 

“Why are you looking for her ?” He questioned back. 

Harry stared at him for long moment debating with his inner conscience whether it was wise to tell him or not. He knew if Boyce had to give out information about Harry, he would’ve but he hadn’t and what struck more to him was-” why tell me now?” 

Boyce dragged the chair in front of him and sat down huffing “I can see it in your face how much you want to know about her. You come here almost every day and take almost the same cakes. Only someone who either loves cakes would do it everyday or someone who’s desperate would do it, in your case, the later. What I don’t get is why didn’t you just ask straight away and more importantly why me to reach to her, aren’t you wizards supposed to know everything about each other ?” 

“Us Wizards-?” 

“I’m non magical. An exception in the family or sort of a disgrace as I should put it.” Boyce interrupted. 

“Oh”

“Anyways, I can’t tell you more because frankly I don’t trust you.” Boyce shrugged and leaned back in his chair. 

“But you can tell me where can I find her, right ?” Harry asked.

“I don’t get it, why do you need to know?” Boyce asked curiously. 

Harry sighed “Its confidential-” 

“Then where she is also confidential.” Boyce interjected snappily. 

Harry threw his head back a little groaning in frustration “Why would you tell me about her if you couldn’t help me ?” 

But he didn’t answer because perhaps he didn’t have any. Maybe he himself didn’t know why did he tell Harry about Pansy but refused to tell him where she lived.  

“Boyce- I need you to understand-,”

“Understand what ? How can I trust you that you won’t try to run after her to do all the bad things that your people have done to her? You didn’t see her Harry, the strongest person I knew crumble down like she was just some broken glass. How can I trust you that you won’t do the same to her?” Boyce’s voice sounded denser as if he had to push himself to utter even a single sound right now. Harry knew at once what he meant and that he cared for her deeply. He might’ve cared for her so much that It hurts him to even think of it. 

Harry leaned forward over the table “I am not one of them. Those people out there who tormented her and forced her to be one of them no longer exists and the ones who put her in that deep, dingy hole, I’m not one of them. I know you wouldn’t want to believe me but I was with her, I was on her side. You have to trust me Boyce. This is for her best,”

Boyce stared at Harry for a long time then behind him over the glassy windows, thinking of everything, debating whether he should tell him or not. 

“Please Boyce. Believe me, she would want you to tell me this.” 

“How can I trust you?” Boyce snapped. 

Harry looked over at him softly “Because I know what you’re feeling. I know you want to protect her, I’ve been doing this my whole life. I can’t tell you why I need to meet her but I can promise you that the one’s who did whatever they did to her are the ones i’m fighting against. I need you to trust me. Please.” 

Boyce thought for a long time, just staring at Harry then he noticed the desperation in his eyes, he could see Harry really needed this, he could sense it in his impatient self “You really need to see her, don’t you?” 

Harry nodded. 

Boyce sighed “She lives in the Hafton Building, Shaftsbury Avenue, 7th Apartment. It’ll probably be under the name of Nott’s,” 

“Nott’s ? Like Theodore Nott?” Harry asked. confused. 

“Yeah. She’s married to him. Why?” 

Harry thought for a moment about his conversation with Theodore then finally answered Boyce “I just know him from sometime ago. Met him a couple of days ago.“ 

Boyce evidently nodded, not thinking much of it. The pendulum clock behind him rang suddenly indicating that it was already 11 in the night and it hit Harry then that he was running very late and his friends back home might be getting worried. 

“By the way can I get a cake ?” 

“Sure“ 

Moments later when Harry’s cake was packed and he was ready to step out of the bakery Boyce called him one last time “I’m trusting you, Harry, don’t let it go to waste.” 

Harry looked at him standing in the middle of the Bakery, hope glinting in his eyes “Thank you for that- wait- How did you know my real name? I remember I told you it was Ron?” he frowned, his auror instincts kicking in to grab his wand from his pocket for any impending danger that might come along.  

“You’re very famous, even among Squibs. She used to tell me about you. She didn’t like you before school though.” he smiled as if he was remembering in his head every conversation they might’ve have had. 

 “Yeah, Her and I didn’t really see eye to eye on things,” Harry replied. He was finally ready to leave when he had to say just one last thing “ I’m sure she misses you.” 

No more words or explanations were needed, no more lingering glances, no more second thoughts were needed as Harry finally walked away from the bakery leaving Boyce alone. 

By the time Harry arrived Ron’s place again, his head was swimming with questions and adrenaline pumping up through his entire body like sparks that shot right up thinking about all the possible questions he finally would be able to find the answers of that he had been waiting all along to know of. The more he thought, the more he got excited about reaching somewhere but at the same time he felt himself being pulled down by something, he was finally close and it left him feeling stranger, scared somehow. 

“Where the hell have you been?” Ron asked as soon as he opened the door for Harry. He, without a word entered the flat, kept the cake over the kitchen table and summoned Ron and Hermione, as if he would burst if he didn’t tell them right now. 

“What took you so long ? Don’t tell me you got distracted once again-” 

“I know where Pansy is. She’s married to Theodore Nott.” Harry cut him off and rendered Ron speechless. Hermione gave him a shocked look at the same time a knowing look, as though she should’ve known. 

“But that day Theodore said he didn’t had relations with anyone in the Wizarding world,” Ron said 

“ Well it seems then he lied.” Harry raised his eyebrows. 

“How did you figure this out ?” Hermione asked from where she had sat down coming down from a mild shock. 

“ Boyce. He is Pansy’s brother- non magical that is. I went down to his bakery being the only one that was open,” Harry told them.

“ So, what now?” Ron asked eagerly. 

Harry looked at Ron longingly and replied “Guess i’ll have to pay a visit to the Nott’s after all.” 

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“Parcel for the Nott’s,” Harry disguised in the buzzer. 

“Who’s it from ?” Someone asked in the intercom. 

“It says from the Firdle Real estate.“ Harry lied, holding onto the empty box. 

The person on the other side hummed and buzzed open the door. Harry’s heart rate picked up as he went up the stairs looking for the 7th floor. He could make up stuff in his head, why Theo might’ve possibly lied, but, right now going to visit him at his place to counter question him made Harry more nervous than he had been than when he came up with the idea of visiting them. Moments later when he was standing in front of The Nott’s apartment and had knocked, he kept a safe hold on his wand for anything that might’ve come his way but to his surprise a little girl opened the door. 

“Lilian, How many times have I told you to call me to open the door.” Someone’s voice echoed inside the flat and it was growing louder as if whoever it was, was approaching the front door. 

“Ha- Harry“ She gasped in a calm undertone but surprised all at the same time, However she knew she expected to see Harry standing on the other side of the opened door. 

Harry nodded and knelt down in front of the little girl “Your name’s Lilian?” 

“Yes I am. Who are you though? And what are you doing here?” she asked innocently. 

“I’m Harry Potter-” 

“You’re The Harry Potter. The one who killed the ugly man named Voldemort?” She asked excitedly 

Harry chuckled “I wouldn’t boast but he really had no nose and he really was ugly.” 

“Yeah I hate him.“ she muttered. 

Pansy approached Lilian, placing her hand on her shoulder “Who doesn’t Honey- Why are you here?” She asked. 

Harry stood up dusting his knees “I come here as an old acquaintance seeking help.” 

“My help?” Pansy scoffed “What could you possibly need my help with?” 

“I hope you’re aware I met Theo a couple of days ago,” Harry replied 

Pansy nodded, “I’m sorry but I can’t help you” 

Harry nodded dismissively. 

“Well, if that is it, I really will leave but before I go, I have a message for you- Boyce misses you” 

Pansy face became pale, exhaling sharply pressing her lips together. Harry stood there for a couple of minutes hoping it would weaken her stance but as seconds passed on, he was worried it didn’t and he made slow approach to step back to go away disappointed, until when he reached the elevators a little away from her apartment door, she called out to him “Would you like a cup of coffee?” 

Harry smiled “That’d be fine.” 

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“You’ve got a nice house here.” Harry admitted after having looked around the room. 

Pansy nodded “Thanks. Back then it took all our savings.” she returned with a cup of coffee and a plate of biscuits in her hands. 

She rest the plate over the small table near the dining table and herself sat down opposite to Harry with her own cup of coffee. 

“I’m assuming that was your daughter?” Harry asked 

Pansy nodded. 

“How old is she?” Harry asked again. 

“Just turned 5.″ she replied

“she looks just like you.” Harry complimented looking far at Lilian who was carefully colouring in her book. 

“Harry- Why are you here?” She asked. 

“You don’t know?” Harry asked bemused. 

“I know but I want to know your reason. Why me?” She asked curiously. 

“Because there is nobody who I can reach out to who wouldn’t lie to me.” Harry replied. 

Pansy shook her head, “How are you so sure that I wouldn’t lie to you?” 

Harry exhaled “Because you care for Draco even after all this time.” 

“But from what I’ve heard you are working on the case to keep him in Azkaban?” 

Harry nodded, “If that were the thing, I’d had convinced why he should be kept there a long time ago. Let me tell you this, If I really had to convince that Draco should remain in Azkaban, then I would’ve turned down the case 2 days after I had received it and It would’ve inevitably kept him there until a new Auror would not have been found but I didn’t turn it down, I’m 2 weeks into the case and right now I’m here. So tell me, Do you really believe I want to keep him there?” 

Pansy looked at Harry for a long time, a sense of doubt crossing her features “Even if I believe you, how can I be sure that you’re not lying? After all you have no reason to save Draco at all.” 

Harry sighed again and momentarily looked at her daughter across the room unaware of the communication they were having “I want to redeem my mistakes.You are right, I have no reason to save Draco but I know I want to save an innocent” 

Pansy gave him a soft look “You are a weird guy, you know. You want to save your former arch-nemesis,” 

Harry gave a short laugh, almost a faint one “I am a weird guy,” He looked back at her again “But I would need your help saving him, but I need you to trust me.” 

“You’re doing some hard bargain here, Harry. It’s hard to trust someone who works for the one who put him there.” She stated but without malice. 

He remained silent for a long time, looking at his cup of coffee growing colder moment by moment, “Do you know what Termite does for a living?” 

She didn’t respond. 

“Termite reaches till the inner core of a building, eats it out, make it hollow that the whole building is surviving on a single thread, it would collapse anytime. We have a termite here, Pansy, It’s eating everything out, its weakening everything and I know who the Termite is.” Harry replied deadpanned. 

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An important note- This fic will be discontinued on Tumblr. When I started writing this fic, it wasn’t supposed to be more than a 5 or 6 chapter fic, but we’re 6 chapter in and I still have a lot of things to write in this one. The following updates of the fanfic can be found on AO3. Hope you’d check it out. Much love..x

5,6,19 in one single fic of draco being in azkaban

The Butterfly Effect

It lacks my skill to make it into a one shot and I apologize for it. This will be continued in parts. 

Dialogue Prompts - 5 - “ Why are you doing that ?” “Doing what ?” “ Treating me like a person” //6. “Sometimes memories are the worst form of torture” // 19. “ I lo–” “ No, please.. Don’t say that. You love her/him, not me” 

Cold stirred inside the cell, a heavy cloud of mist settling in and the grey walls screeched as he scratched another day over the walls. Day 150. He dropped the stone over the ground making sure to make no noise but the rustling of the door awakened the beast and it crawled towards him. He shimmied back into the corner until no corner was left to fit into and he whimpered begging the mercy from the beast to let him go but what a deaf beast would know.

The beast took its bite, sucked his memory and left over the ground was a filled with tears Draco Malfoy waiting for the numbness to settle in. His life was becoming more meaningless than it ever had been, only now, he didn’t had anything more left to offer.

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I am also in the process of creating another Au/project Called ‘Quantum Police’

More info on it will come in a future post :3