Derwent Yaxley was a Death Eater. One of Voldemort's inner circle members, though one who had never garnered suspicion of being one. Fourteen years ago when the last wizarding war had ended he'd been a senior clerk in the Auror Administration Department. His job had been to process the reports and evidence as provided by the Aurors and Hit Wizards from the various cases. In that position it had been possible, though difficult sometimes, to make certain things happened to prevent fellow Death Eaters from being captured or if they were, prosecuted. It also provided Voldemort an excellent source of information. The Aurors and Hit Wizards never thought of administrative staff when they spoke of upcoming jobs or weaknesses in their cases and much of what he overheard was relayed directly to Voldemort. Since the downfall of his Master that Halloween night all of those years ago, Yaxley had kept to himself and risen to his current position. He was now in charge of the entire Administration Department of the Aurors. On a daily basis, massive amounts of sensitive information flowed across his desk and no one gave it a second thought because he was but the Manager of Administrative staff.
Yaxley, and that was the only name anyone called him, was currently on an assignment with Gregory Goyle. Voldemort wanted the area within walking distance north of King's Cross station to be closely watched for Harry Potter. The monitoring had started the previous night. Every two hours a pair of Death Eaters would start near King's Cross and walk north in the general direction that Goyle had reported Potter was headed. Each time a different route would be taken. That pattern would continue until their Master said otherwise. About forty minutes ago Yaxley and Goyle had started their walk. Yaxley didn't expect much at this time of day since the sheer number of people about made finding a single person difficult indeed, but since it was an order from the Dark Lord, he would do what he was told. He'd floo called his department and told them he'd be two hours late this morning and then joined his fellow Death Eater for their patrol.
It was pure luck he'd seen her he knew, but he'd never tell his Master that. They had turned onto a shabby street lined with run-down homes, many of which were boarded up or in need of serious repair. There were a few businesses as well but on this street there was hardly any foot traffic. Yaxley's eyes had been drawn to an attractive muggle girl of about fifteen or sixteen wearing a very short skirt. She was leaning against a building smoking a cigarette chatting with an equally attractive friend. He had paused to consider if he could slip away from Goyle long enough to Imperius her and possibly her friend for some morning fun since that was all muggle females were good for. Their purpose for existence was purely to be used by those of superior breeding and then discarded like the animals they were. It wouldn't have been the first time of course. Though he didn't do it often, it was simple enough to do. He'd take the girl into an alley and throw up some notice-me-nots. Afterwards he'd just obliviate the memories and the girl would still think she was a virgin, never knowing why she ached where she did or the drops of blood that existed in her underwear. Even if she did suspect something, what would she say? Yaxley had even seen the alley he could use for the activities.
That was when it had happened. As he glanced into the alley seeing a perfect spot, he'd noticed a movement. A person suddenly had appeared from nowhere as if she'd come from under an invisibility cloak. She was also female and about the same age as the girl he'd been considering. It made him look more closely and that was when he had recognized her. Her picture had been on the front page of the Daily Prophet. "It's that mudblood who was with Potter," Yaxley thought and quickly pointed her out to Goyle.
"Follow her," He said. "She might lead us to Potter."
And follow her they did. Goyle hung back since he wasn't sure if the girl had ever seen him at King's Cross, but Yaxley closed the distance. He was positive she didn't know him and even if she did, he was a highly placed member of the Ministry who could easily explain himself being there. He walked on the other side of the street than the mudblood, but kept her in sight. A van drove past and blocked his view for a second and when it had passed, the mudblood had disappeared. The sidewalk was not crowded, so he could only presume she'd turn onto a street further down. He increased his speed and made the turn and still she was not to be seen. He raced ahead, glancing down each alleyway as he passed. His frustration grew with every step because he knew his Master would be angry if he lost this possibility. Finally he stopped as he realized she was not ahead of him. He swore loudly at himself for his failure. He knew he'd have to tell his Master and he could already feel the torture curse that would be used to express the Dark Lord's displeasure. Slowly Yaxley turned and started back the way he'd come. He now could only hope he got lucky and found what he'd lost. He carefully examined each alleyway and window of each business but to no avail. He found Goyle soon enough. He was sitting on a bench wiping sweat from his fat face.
Yaxley and Goyle were almost back to the spot where he'd last seen the mudblood when he caught a glimpse of her again. This time she was with others. Exhilaration coursed through the Death Eater especially when he saw who she was with. For walking beside her, holding her hand was a black-haired boy and leading the way was one of Dumbledore's pets, Arthur Weasley. Yaxley ignored the black dog that was walking with them as he concentrated on the group. He was positive the boy was none other than Harry Potter. He glanced around looking for other Order members and not seeing any, a plan came to mind.
"Go find another Death Eater, anyone. Robes and Masks," He instructed Goyle. Yaxley glanced again to make sure he could still see Potter before he turned back to Goyle. "Apparate up ahead where that major street is in.." Yaxley looked at his watch, "five minutes. I'll delay them. When you get there take out Arthur and any other order members who show up."
"What are you going to do?"
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