Astoria was only pretending to work. It was impossible to focus on contracts and arrangements when your mind was in an unknown cell somewhere else. They were rounding them up. All Slytherins. Not all Purebloods but that was probably for show. Bastian was a teacher, an influential position on the Ministry's young children. It made sense that they would want to get him out of the way. How could they grab Theo? He always kept his head down, never made trouble. Maybe that was what had them on edge. They didn't trust a peaceful Slytherin. For the first time she was thankful for Terence's little tift at the game.
She heard the clicking of a heel from her office. The sound piercing her ears as put a folder away. Astoria was curious about this woman who Theo seemed to trust. She felt strange handing over the key but she knew Theo's wishes, knew them as soon as he told her to contact the other woman. She made her way to the waiting room, appraising the woman in front of her. Theodore was doomed. This woman was young, too young. Theodore needed a mastermind of logic to get him out and this woman was sitting sloppy and seemingly unorganized. Yes, Astoria was being critical but her friend was in jail. Now she had to fight to trust his judgment.