The Pickup

Draco POV

I drive to Teddy's with Anna riding shotgun. She is quiet for most of the ride. Anna has gone with me several times to retrieve hybrids, and each time, it is hard for her, but she keeps volunteering to go. I do not know if she goes for me or if she goes to help the hybrids, but she is a great help to the cause.

"Are you okay, Anna?" I ask her.

She nods her head as she keeps her focus out the window. "I am fine, and I worry every single time we do this or when you go it alone. Draco, do you think it will ever end?" She asks me.

She has a good point. Will it ever end? Will we ever stop all of them? Will I do this forever?

I reach across the seat. "Listen, I have no idea when or if this will ever stop, but I know we have to keep trying to stop it. These illegal auctions are the worst, and that is where we need to focus. Anna, you are not okay. What is really going on with you?" I ask her.