All Missing Things ( Can Be Found )
Draco frowned before swearing and dropping the file back on Harry’s desk. “Fuck. Do you think that’s what they’re doing with the children? Trying to use their magic to help Squibs?”
“Surely that’s too noble?” Harry said. If that's what the Natural Order were doing it just seemed so tame. Like it was a good cause that they were going about in the complete fucking wrong way.
“Their intention was never evil.”
Harry’s head flew up to see the Wraith twins leaning in the doorway. Dahlia gave him a weak smile before walking into the room and continuing. “We gathered that from Farrant They genuinely could be working towards helping people and the magical community. They just don’t care how they get the results.”
It terrified Harry to think that this group had always been there just under the surface, biding their time through the two wizarding wars.
“They’re a deontological group,” Dash added, rubbing a hand over his face.
Both twins looked even more disheveled than usual. Dahlia’s curly hair was even bushier than Hermione’s had been at Hogwarts, and Dash looked like he was about to pass out. Even their dark skin looked pale and drained. Harry wasn’t surprised, because he thought they had both been working all day without a break.
According to Cho, Dahlia hadn’t left her lab, and Dash had been entering people's minds left and right. He had also been fantastic on the field mission. Harry wasn’t sure they’d have been successful without him. He’d discovered Hektor’s presence and been able to predict each of the Natural Order’s moves.
“Isn’t it teleological?” Draco frowned. “Consequences, not actions.”
Dash waved his hand at Draco and hummed. “That’s what I meant.”
Draco nodded. “Very Utilitarian,” his frown deepened as he seemed to notice the state of the Wraith twins. “You two need to go home, since it’s nearly midnight. You both look like shit.”
“Cauldron, whatever else, you’re black,” Dahlia shrugged, a crooked smile on her face. Harry thought that wasn’t the exact phrase. “You need to go home too.”
“I’m fine, you can’t tell me what to do,” Draco said, propping his chin on his hand.
“You do look like shit,” Harry said.
Draco flipped him off. “You can’t tell me what to do, Junior Auror, I’m two ranks above you.”
“Alright, Sir,” Harry drawled, noting the way Draco’s mouth quirked. He’d file that away for another time.
“Leave us out of your kinky games,” Dahlia groaned.
Harry ducked his head awkwardly.
“What?” Dahlia said, smirking at them both innocently. “We have eyes.”
“You have a mind reader,” Harry deadpanned.
“That too,” Dahlia said, smiling fondly up at her brother.
Dash winked at Harry and leaned his elbow on Dahlia’s shoulder.
“Go home and stop being a pain in my arse,” Draco said, waving his hand dismissively at them.
“Only if you go home too,” Dash said, fixing his heavy gaze on Draco, who scowled.
“I’ll get him home,” Harry said, blushing as everyone’s eyes fell on him.
Dahlia snorted. “Of course you will, sleep well boys,” she laughed, leering at them before walking out. Dash glanced between the two of them and winked again before following his sister.
“I need better employees,” Draco muttered.
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