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saeweedbrains · 10 months

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sometimes i forget that ppl don’t view a character the same way i do like i jump in surprise whenever i see tina shipped with newt on ao3 or anywhere else even tho that’s a popular ship and she ends up married to him blah blah blah bc she is a lesbian to me. the moment i saw her i was like omg! and then the romance plot came in and i was like…. that is not a straight woman leave her alone ! she is so lesbian coded and my ex-friend who’s a lesbian also saw her as lesbian and that’s never left me. if anything their marriage is that one article meme where it’s like She's A Lesbian, He's Gay, And Their 33-Year Marriage Will Change Your Perception Of Love. Boom

tina goldstein and seraphina piquery r strictly girl kissers thank u for coming to my tedtalk

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1975vintagelove · 1 year

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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Funko Pop Seraphina Piquery 06 Brand New Never Opened Fantastic Beasts.

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valerieblogsalot · 2 years

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Meet Alcyone! My fantastic beasts OC in celebration of the release of secrets of Dumbledore! she is the daughter of a MACUSA employee that is a high prestige role and works alongside Seraphina Piquery in 1926. whilst working finding out information around New York, she bumps into orphan boy credence and befriends him. She is also an animagus that can transform into a sparrow.

She is Credence’s safe haven and was often a antidote to his severe Obscurial. When he told her he met mr graves, then disguised as Grindelwald, was told to kind of give a lookout because he always gave her a weird feeling, a bad feeling. She was then later killed by one of his followers since he saw her as a inferiority to his plan involving credence in 1926

#fantastic beasts oc #Val’s OCs #Harry Potter oc

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annuities · 5 years

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Schilderwald ; eight

pairing: theseus scamander x reader

notes: click here for previous chapters. also, sorry for the shorter chapter!

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“Please, Mister Graves,” Newt pleads as if he’s trying to appeal to a stubborn mule. “You need to eat.”

Percival Graves raises his chin (indignantly?) and offers Newt a glare that says clearly he can shove the soup up you know where. “I won’t be, thank you very, Mr Newton.”

Well, now it’s just a petty between two cats — Graves had taken to calling New ‘Newton’ because Scamander is Theseus — there’s still an ache at your chest that doesn’t go away.

“Mister Graves, please,” Tina intervenes, sounding displeased and exasperate.

“No, I won’t be.” The displeasure quickly turns to hurt as Tina leaves with the air of a kicked puppy at Graves (understandable but still) petty behaviour.

You roll your eyes. “Eat,” you say sweetly. “Or I’ll freaking shove the entire thing down your throat, spoon and all.”

He takes it. “Fine.”

Newt gapes and you beam. “I had no idea you liked me so much, Perce!” You can sort of see why Theseus likes nicknames now.

Graves finishes his sludge with a somewhat dignified annoyance before setting it down with an unexpected grace but still with a loud clang. You snicker, he gives you a glare, brows furrowing. “Am I correct to assume that you’re acting on your own accord, [Surname]?”

Way to spread salt on the wound. You shrug. “Well, you don’t see Theseus around, do you?”

He sighs. “Isn’t that a miracle. Before you... Made a nest in the archives, I always thought he wouldn’t let you out of his sight because he would combust without you. Or is it the other way around?”

Your affections for Theseus wasn’t exactly hidden... And you had met him before Leta. But then Leta came along and you quit. You raise an eyebrow. “Are you trying to say something?”

“[Surname].”

You wave your arm. “Stop calling me that!” you wail in agony. “That’s my mother. You know, I’m pretty sure you have to call her madame or dame now? Gah.”

His mouth drops open. He stabs a finger in your direction. “You—Madame [Surname]? You’re her daughter?”

You swallow a smug grin and instead cocks your head innocently. “Uh, yeah. You know her?”

Graves’ mouth drops open in offence. “Know her?” he demands. “She’s one of the greatest strategists and Auror’s to have ever lived! One of the youngest to be promoted and to date, one of the few women to have that position! Hundreds of cold cases were solved in her direction and thousands of national security threats were handled by her.”

Despite everything, the warmth of pride flushes through you. You had been five when she became Head of DMLE and you remember those late nights and the relentless ranting about those men. And you’re genuinely so, so proud of your mother’s achievements. If not for—

“Well,” you say. “Any idea on how to get her off of my track momentarily?”

“What?”

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We need to talk.

“Talk?” her fiancee echoes. “About what, Leta?”

She steels herself and walks toward his desk. “I know you’re already filing stuff that’s due next week. We really need to talk. About...” She sighs. “About this, about us, about [Name].”

To his credit, Theseus doesn’t try to insult her intelligence by asking her what she means. “Have a seat,” he nods and crosses his hands in front of him.

“Has anything ever happened?” she asks.

He looks at her, something contemplating in his expression. He’s trying to decide on what he wants to tell her— If she’s worth fighting for. And Leta has to try to shove down the grief, has to try to force down the anger.

He finally decides on something. “Once,” he says and Leta has her mouth opened. Her stomach drops. “A kiss. We were drunk.”

It should be a reassurance— They haven’t done anything, Theseus hadn’t felt compelled to chase you. But somehow, before, before. It feels like an admission Leta has already lost. Because there was something someone once told her, something that determined Theseus’ life: pre-[Name], [Name], and post [Name].

Theseus sighs and gets out of the chair, skirting around the desk, before approaching Leta like she was a wounded animal. “If this is about her, I— Nothing happened, Leta. Nothing ever happened.”

“Cut the bullshit, Theseus!” He jerks back.

She hadn’t meant for it to sound like that, but there’s a bitterness in the back of her throat— Ostracised in Hogwarts, she found Newt, only to have him leave her— And then Theseus, when he proposed—

It’s then that she realizes she’s crying, there are tears streaking down her cheeks. She looks at the pictures on his desk. Her and him, Newt and him, Percival Graves and him, his family and you— A sly smile and intelligent eyes. Clearly candid because you aren’t looking at the lens and Leta never gave it much though — because the two of you were friends, that you had your own frame when Theseus had been in all of the rest. Distance yourself from this, she thinks, this isn’t about you. This isn’t a fight you can win—

“Leta,” he says, something that sounds like goodbye in his voice. He isn’t her, he never was. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I never meant to hurt you— I, I—”

She sniffles, feeling frightfully small. “You’re a real piece of work, yes, Theseus,” but she looks up at him. “But... I think what we had is real and I think that you tried your best, but—”

Theseus pulls her into a hug and when they pull back, she slips off her wedding band with trembling fingers and set it down on her desk. “You can’t continue like this,” she says. “You can’t keep ignoring this, you can’t keep indulging yourself because [Name]’s flighty. You care about each other, and you need to talk it out. For both of you and me,” she says firmly.

“Leta—” he reaches for her.

“No,” she turns and musters as much dignity as she can. “You need to work this out yourself. And, I think we should spend some time apart.”

x

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speakbeastypodcast · 5 years

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We would love a spin-off of Graves and Picquery back in their Ilvermorny days! 😍 (#FantasticFanArt by twitter.com/temari_AM )

#Percival Graves #seraphina picquery #seraphina piquery #Graves #ilvermorny #fantastic beasts and where to find them #fantastic beasts #fbwtft #fbawtft #fabe #fantastic beasts fanart

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mysteriousgraves · 5 years

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Okay, it's 3 30 am, so it's unpopular opinion time.

I am actually very happy that Graves wasn't in crimes of Grindelwald, why?

Because I loved what the movie did, (not that last 3 minutes tho.) It did an amazing job of unloading all this information onto us and it made sense. It was tear jerking and heart warming, if the lovely Percival Graves had in fact showed up, it would have all been thrown right out the window. All of a sudden we would have a character who wouldn't be able to contribute much to what was happening and whose appearance alone would bring all that plot building to a hold for the sake of an explanation; plus why the hell would (probably recovering Graves) be in Europe. Yes, I would have cried happy tears but ultimately, Graves would get the shortest possible end of the stick and he would have thrown off the entire groove of the movie.

The only time Graves could have shown up and have it make any kind of sense, would be the very beginning when it opened in New York but even then it would be reaching and we would be left with so many unexplained questions. If JK can't explain what happened to ONE auror who potentially plays a major role in the first film of her second franchise, then I have absolutely no faith in her answering how Graves came to be in that tense opening scene, because that scene would have no time to give any explanation past, "Mr Graves, We've been tricked."

Now, FBWTFT3 is a different story entirely. We already know there is going to be about 5 movies in total, that is alot of movies with alot of room for content. We know Mr Grindelwald has a prison for his enemies, and Graves is not only said to be very powerful but influential so why would Grindelwald kill him? I like to think that he wouldn't. Maybe he isn't even being held captive, maybe he agrees with Grindelwald, maybe Graves has been kicking it this whole time with a newspaper and his feet up.

I don't stan the whole "Graves was never a real person," because that doesn't add up and it's just lazy writing. Genocide papi has enough on his place, he doesn't need the persona of a workaholic Director of American law enforcement.

Do what I did and spend five minutes reading Percival Graves headcanons and learn the consensus that this small community has come to about this character, and I assure you you'll have all the inspiration you need.

Anyways, if Colin Ferral doesn't show up in one of the next three movies, I'm gonna riot. That's a loose end that needs to be tied, even if it's just a "funeral held for beloved director," or Piquery swearing vengeance over her lost friend, or best case scenario, Graves gets a small scene where he can briefly assist the main gang. Really anything would be cool.

Stop being a coward and just tie the loose end JK.

(GIF Not mine)

#colin ferrel #percival graves #graves #fbwtft #fb #fbawtft #bring my daddy home #justice for Percival Graves #Seraphina Piquery #fantastic beasts #fantastic beats and where to find them #my opinion #unpopular opinion #newt scamander #jacob kowalski #queenie goldstine #tina goldstine

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demigodlybeasts · 5 years

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Seraphina Piquery for the ‘rate the character’ post?

Never forget Rita Skeeter wrote that Newt flew America leaving Seraphina weeping and heartbroken but Newt was like “um, actually she told me If I didn’t immediately leave her country she would kick my ass out herself” x’DD

#Seraphina Piquery #fantastic beasts #newt scamander #fb #myarmadaisgrowing #answers

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nifflersgelt · 5 years

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fantastic beasts urls that i was hoarding but have now released into the void:

how-tina-got-her-groove-back

seraphinapiquerys

seraphinapiqery

norbert-dragoneau

norbertdragoneau

augurey-whisperer

fwooper-whisperer

queeniesgolem

newtinaschuppah

enjoy!

#fantastic beasts #tina goldstein #queenie goldstein #seraphina piquery #norbert dragonneau

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fyeahfbimagines · 7 years

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Settle down now

Anon request: Okay but imagine both queenie and reader sexually frustrated at work because they have teased each other the whole morning before work and now the tension is hUGE and they cant wait to go home and reader's thoughts are LOUD

Warnings: Slight NSFW (like mature language about sex), language

Characters: Queenie Goldstein, Y/N (your name), Seraphina Piquery (mentioned), Percival Graves (mentioned)

Your girlfriend was very much a tease. Of course you loved it when you would wake up every morning to her purposely stripping before you, knowing your thoughts would race like a horse. Or her “accidentally” bumping into, causing friction at the crotch.

Sometimes it was the small glances she would give you right before you two would head to MACUSA. Or how she would bite her lip before saying goodbye for the day until lunch.

Her teasing affected both of you, and today was no different. As you went into the conference room with Seraphina and Mr.Graves to discuss world matters, you couldn’t stop thinking about your special blonde. The way she looked made something pool in your stomach, and made you itch for something to touch, something to do.

You knew Queenie could hear your thoughts loud and clear, you two were connected somehow and if you were in the same building, she could hear you perfectly. You smirk at the idea that popped in your head.

‘I hope you can hear me Queenie.’ You didn’t know him she could or not, but time would tell eventually.

‘I hope you’re thinking about me coming home and taking you on every surface I can. I don’t care how loud you would be, I’d just love for you to scream my name. I’d push you onto the bed and do whatever I’d want to you, make bruises going down your body.’

All while you were thinking this, Seraphina and Percival got into a huge fight of where who is who on the map.

“Graves, I’m pretty sure Mr. Karlotoe is in Uganda, I was there!”

He shook his head defiantly. “I’m sorry madame president, but I too was there and he is not there anymore, he moved to eastern Asia!”

She rolled her eyes and simply put the red flag marker on the map but he ripped it off and put it somewhere next to Vietnam, which made Seraphina blow up even more.

You were lost in your own little land of making Queenie yours in every way you could think of. Mine. Mine. Mine.

When you got to know Queenie more, you realized how much she liked you being possessive of her and vise versa. That trick always helped in bed.

Before you knew it, the meeting was over and your legs felt like jelly, you needed Queenie. You walked down the corridor at a fast pace, but someone grabbed you and shoved you against the wall. You were going to yell, but you saw it was just your girlfriend.

Her eyes were full blown with lust and want, she looked like she was going to devour you. She kissed you deeply, grabbing your face to push you impossibly closer to her lips. You kissed like that for awhile, but had to pull away to breath.

“Home?” She nodded eagerly and in a snap you two were in the living room of her apartment. You pushed her onto the bed and attacked her neck, trying to take her clothes off at the same time. She whined, scratching at you back, while you growled in her ear.

This was going to be fun.

I apologize for any grammar/spelling mistakes

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kcsplace · 7 years

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I never noticed before - Picquery never raises her wand against ‘Graves’. Even when he’s attacking her and the Aurors, she doesn’t fight back against him.

Shock?

Trust in her other Aurors to defeat him? which without Newt’s intervention seems startlingly unlikely and wow how powerful is Grindelwald to not only fend them all off but seriously hurt/kill a number of them?

#percival graves #seraphina piquery #fantastic beasts #fbawtft #fantastic beasts and where to find them

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my-fantastic-beasts-immortal · 7 years

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Chapter 13

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Magizoologist and I ran up the ladder looking for Seraphina. We were so scared.

“Seraphina Seryphina!” we both yelled. Seraphina came there.

“What is it that you want now you despicable snobs?” she asked angrily.

“Grinselwald has Tina!” we shouted at the same time.

She laughed in an evil voice.

“No! Don’t! We need to save Tina!” we begged.

“No.” she said meanly. “I don’t give a darn what Grindelwald does to Tina. Not after how much she misbehaved especially with YOU Newt.” she said while she frowned looking at me. “Besides I never liked her that much anyway.” then she walked away. Magizoologist started crying. “My Tina!” she moaned. (AN: don’t u fik gay girlz r lik so hot!)

“Its okay!” I tried to tell her but that didn’t stop her. She started to cry tears of venom. Then she had a brainstorm. “I had an idea!” she exclaimed.

“What?” I asked her.

“You’ll see.” she said. She took out her wand and did a spell. Then…… suddenly we were in Grindelwqld’s lair!

We ran in with our wands out just as we heard a croon voice say. “Allah Kedavra!” It was……………………………….. Grindelwald!

#newt scamander #leta lestrange #seraphina piquery #gellert grindelwald #tina goldstein

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batnsons · 7 years

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All I want from Fantastic Beasts 2 is the Original Percival Graves™, alive and well and so full of sass and snark even Newt doesn’t know how to respond

Percival: *eyes Newt carefully*

Percival: “You’re the guy who took down Evil Me?”

Newt: *hesitantly makes eye contact*

Newt: “Yes, sir.”

Percival: *deep sigh*

Percival: “How embarrrasing…”

Newt: *stunned silence*

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Percival: “Honestly, Seraphina, how did you not notice it wasn’t me?!”

Piquery: .….

Percival: “Clearly I’m better looking.”

Percival: *winks*

#percival graves #seraphina piquery #newt scamander #fbawtf spoilers #fbawtft #fbawtft headcanon #I just headcanon original!graves as horribly snarky #and newt just being so stunned #and he just looks at everyone so confused #like how did you not notice the lack of snark from this man #what is wrong with you people #my headcanons #rey rambles

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1975vintagelove · 2 years

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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Funko Pop Seraphina Piquery 06 Brand New Never Opened Fantastic Beasts.

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gramanderbae-blog · 7 years

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Gramander x Les Miserable AU; Part 2

Auror 1 : Graves, wake up! What's wrong today? You look as if you've seen a ghost.

Auror 2 : Some wine, and say what's going on!

- Graves Sits and a smile bloom on his serious face -

Graves : A ghost, you say? A ghost maybe! he was like a ghost to me - One minute there - then he was gone!

Piquery : we're doomed.

#Gramander #seraphina piquery #piquery as enjolras #she's so done

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annuities · 5 years

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Schilderwald ; seven

pairing: theseus scamander x reader

notes: click here for previous chapters. also, sorry for the shorter chapter!

In hindsight, sneaking in alone probably wasn’t a great idea.

You’d left Nicholas Flamel’s house at the crack of dawn. Snuck into the creepy old building—

You remember pain blooming on your cheek, the taste of stone and mud. A spark— And you can’t even feel fear before terrible translucency envelops you. In fact, it doesn’t come at all— There’s a strange sense of peace that befalls upon you, you let it swallow you with its gaping jaws and sharpened teeth. You don’t know why you do, but you go without protest and everything fades to a blur.

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“Wake up.” A gruff voice demands. Oh, good old American upper management. Always demanding, what are the chances that he’s going to be a forty years old man.

You ignore him. This is probably the best sleep you’ve gotten in a long time.

You drift a bit endlessly—

But the next thing you see when you open your eyes— do you? — is the tail of a brown jacket. With no small amount of difficulty, you open your eyes wider. It blurs — a watery filter that makes the splinters the light into fireworks. You yawn once, and it’s then you feel the hardwood of your desk — a classic office table.

No, that wasn’t right.

You don’t use your cubicle anymore.

The background twists and shifts into something else— Ah. Woolworth with its tall windows and marble columns. You were there...

“[Name]?”

A familiar-sounding voice asks, and there’s an incredulity bubbling inside you because you can’t remember—

“[Name],” that voice again, this time laden with insistence and seriousness. And you blink hard, trying to remember. “I swear to God, [Name].”

“Theseus!” you breathe, a little breathless. How could you have forgotten— “What’s up?”

And then you shut up in horror. You’d replaced what do you want with what’s up, and there was absolutely no sense of hostility in your voice—

Wait. Are you seriously getting worked up over a dream?

But Theseus seems mildly confused too, he blinks for a second, before he breaks out into a grin. “Nothing. Still here, [Name]?”

You shrug. “I feel asleep.”

He grins. “Nice.”

“I’m going back to sleep,” you announce with a roll of your eyes. After that, you drop back onto the hard desk unceremoniously.

Theseus makes an amused sound. “You should go home, [Name].”

You ignore him. But the offer of a soft bed is too tempting. “You’ll apparate me?” you ask hopefully.

Theseus stares at you for a second. And there’s a disbelief in his eyes and desperation fighting with rejection. You take his prolonged silence as a no. Your expression sours and you drop back to your position.

Theseus is the one who sighs this time. Fingers slide into your hair and strokes your tresses gently. “I will,” he says and pulls you up and into his chest.

You give him an unimpressed stare. He offers you a smile in return and holds you close. You’re too tired to dissent and just sinks into the warmth more. You fall asleep again before the rush of it all happens once more. It might be your imagination but just before you’re set onto the bed gently—

There are long elegant fingers that tips your chin and a gentle press of warmth and a murmur of something against your temple. Before it is gone, a single figment of your imagination.

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“Finally awake?”

“What?” you retort automatically. “Mad it didn’t happen the first time around?”

There’s a sigh— And oh wait that’s familiar. Your head snaps toward the man on the other side of you and yeah, that pompous air of a put-together aristocratic man couldn’t be ignored. Well by the devil— Percival Graves.

“I’m guessing you aren’t a rescue mission then?” he asks, voice so astonishingly familiar.

You give him a dry grin. Theseus always told the two of you to place nice, but he isn’t around to dictate this time. “I was under the impression you did not exist for the last... Couple of months,” you settle, nodding. He scowls, you grin.

“So,” you say. “Any plans on how to get out?”

Graves give you an are-you-serious-look and when you don’t flinch, he sighs. “I’ve tried—”

And then he freezes. Your eyes widen and the utter terror streaks through you like acid in your veins. Your hands shake in your restraints tied against the metal chair. You can’t scream, you can’t do anything but you register the spell from his lips and then this time, the horrifying peace that smothers you whole.

Imperius.

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You come back up gasping in pain and horror as you try to blink away the tears at the wounds on your arms. Inflicted by yourself. You’re alone this time, and as far as you can tell— There’s no one around. You can’t muster the strength to call up your Patronus anymore, and you’re pretty sure wards are set up to prevent your mother’s from finding you, she’s rather infamous in that department. At this point, you don’t care about glory or justice anymore. You want your mother, you want safety, you want to get out of here.

You bite back the tears as the pain surfaces once more. You bend your head, trying to gather the last remnants of your magic close. The western wizard civilization might have built the empire surrounding wands and spoken incantations. But your mother’s family has an eastern Asian origin that makes them privy to more incantations, more variety of incantations— Sometimes even better incantations as a whole.

With everything you have, you do the one spell your mother made sure you knew since childhood.

“What is it, child?” A crane perches in the centre of the room. You can’t feel it, and it speaks in a language that you can’t hear, but can understand. Your bond with it isn’t as strong as it is with your Patronus. But it’s strong enough, your mother told you. Strong enough for even Grindelwald.

“Please,” you rasp, voice rough from disuse and screaming. And it doesn’t ask what you will offer in exchange. It can peer into your mind, into your soul and your heart. And it takes something precious in exchange.

A single memory. The happiest.

The shackles disintegrate, your magic reimburses itself. You get up on wobbly legs and the marrs on your forearms have healed, but there’s a faint trace of scar. You’ll worry about those later, but first—

You scramble out of your room and quickly casts a tracking spell. You follow it with quick steps and slams into the room.

“You!” Graves says and there’s almost a sort of awe in his voice.

“Yes me,” you say, smiling creepily. “Did you miss me? Well, I don’t give a fuck, but mission abort, Director of Security. Let’s get the fuck out of here.

x

They make it to Nicolas Flamel’s house a little worse for wear. Wearily, you knock on the door. It sparks gold, wards recognizing you to allow you to enter.

There’s chatter as you go in, you and Graves supporting each other with weary limbs. It took no shortage of effort and concentration to cast a believable illusion over his bloody ass as you walked shuffled through Paris.

You step into the room primly. “Hi,” you say as all the chatter goes silent. “Did y’all miss me?” you continue in a southern accent.

On your shoulder, Graves hacks out a laugh.

“Is that Director Graves?” Oh goody, a genuine reaction out of the woman who pointed a wand at your throat within seconds of your meeting.

x

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speakbeastypodcast · 7 years

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Episode 33: Witches Be Basic

This time on SpeakBeasty:

→ Hayley's back to guest host! → The Phoenix Register: DVDs, audiobooks, and a new introduction! → Why was Newt's best line cut from the film? → What's left to be declassified? → Mercy Lewis and Deliverance Dane were REAL. → Moldy Voldy's three headed horcrux? → Did Dumbledore write for wizarding BuzzFeed? → Shout out to Boise. → We could all use some wakey-up brew... → #BasicWitch → Dorcus strikes again! → The Time-Turner: Paris during World War II! → How will pre-WWI Paris affect Newt's next adventure? → The Newt Case: The Quintaped! → 5 out of 5 Moms agree: do not go near this beast. → "Two households, both alike in magic!" → Will Newt sing at the Moulin Rouge? PODCAST QUESTION: How much effect do you think the muggle world events will have on Newt's story in the wizarding world?

To listen to all of SpeakBeasty’s episodes, visit us on our official website!

#Fantastic Beasts #Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them #Newt Scamander #J.K. Rowling #Jacob Kowalski #Tina Goldstein #Queenie Goldstein #Percival Graves #gellert grindelwald #Credence Barebone #seraphina piquery #harry potter #wizarding world #magic #podcast #speakbeasty #mugglenet

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