Common Good

Never Again

"Curious intent indeed, actually both groups were." Percival said as they walked down the hall to Anastasia's office. "The fourth years though, I never really cared for romance at that age. I was school focused.... Uh Stasia?"
Anastasia shook her head to clear her thoughts, "Sorry zoned out." In truth she had, but she was also worried Percival would see her eyes. The fourth years had been practicing dueling techniques with her. She had been losing ground, her eyes clouding and blurring her vision. She also couldn't get the "Grindelwalds don't fall in love" concept out of her head. Anastasia was in love, why was that such a bad thing for her family, for her?
"Are you sure you're alright?" He asked holding the door to her office open. 

"Yes, there's just been a lot going on."
Percival placed a hand on her her cheek. He gazed into her cloudy eyes, that still gleam their purple hue.
"Stasia, I know your power isn't diminishing." He told her, "we can find a way to correct this."
"Percival, I don't think we can. My time is running out." Anastasia reminded him. "My brother..."
"Your brother is never going to understand what it means to love and be loved."

Percival brushed her hair away from her face and leaned his forehead against hers. "Stasia, can I..."
"Yes."
Percival smiled against Stasia lips, it was dance all their own. Anastasia wrapped her arms around Percival, bringing him closer. When they finally came up for air, they smiled at each other.
"I love you."
"As do I, never again will we be apart."

March 11, 1932

"Stasia, we are going to be late!" Percival called out. He had gone back to America for a few years but with the International Confederation of Wizards Election coming up and Grindelwald planning to make a move, he had returned.

"I've been up for hours. Albus keeps pelting me with battle tactics."
"He does realize you are more than capable." Percival smiled.
"Something about having history with Grindelwald." Anastasia  muttered.
"He has history with Grindelwald!" Exclaimed Percival.
"I know, but I think Albus is beginning to come to his senses. 

"Took him long enough." Percival ducked as Anastasia aimed to swat at him, "Truce. Let me see." He looked into her eyes that were further turning purple but had cleared up again. "You're doing better Stasia."
"I just hope they stay better."
Percival gave a nod of agreement, "Where do you think we are headed?"
"Germany, apparently Vogel needs a reminder." Anastasia said stiffly, "I'm told we have to be quick, we're only going to have forty-eight hours to do this."
"It's America all over again." Percival laughed.
"With a road trip." Anastasia joined in as he spun her around and when her feet touched the floor, they kissed. "I'm ready for this."
"Me too."