Unfinished Sympathy

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When you woke up, you were laying on your bed. You were wearing the same nightgown you wore every night. But still something was different, but you couldn't put your finger on it.

You turned on your other side, facing your pedestal cupboard.

Wait a sec, there was a wand laying on your cupboard. And it wasn't yours. The wand was black, with silver details. You sighed and moved so your feet touched the floor again. A headache came up when you did so. The nightstand moved when you grabbed it firmly, to prevent from falling.

When the headache disappeared you walked towards your stairs. You felt the wood squeaking, the sound of it relaxed you. It made you feel like you weren't the only one who has lived in the house. Like the house has been there all along. That's just what you wanted because you felt quite at home.

You slowly walked towards the kitchen, a glass of water wasn't a luxury at the moment. It was a need. When you finally found a glass you took some water from the jar and poured it into your glass.

You already saw the chair in the living room and you wanted to sit badly. because you felt like a piece of shit. A headache came and left, making you feel like you didn't have any control at all.

You moved slowly towards the chair and sat on it. Looking at the wallpaper. It was green with brown dots on it. Slowly taking a sip, closing your eyes.

"What has happened Anne?"

You opened your eyes and jumped out of your chair when you heard Graves his voice behind you. His dark eyes pierced through you when you saw him.

"I just.. I fell that's all. " You said not facing him anymore. Hoping he wouldn't see the fear in your eyes.

"Let me guess you fell and you just got a wound from your ribcage to your hip."

You nodded, not wanting him to ask any other questions.

"Don't you dare lying to me Anne, I saw something attacking you, but I was too late, I couldn't catch it. So what was it? Tell me, because If I wouldn't have stepped by you could have died. No, let me correct that, you would have been dead."

"I know and I really thank you for that Graves, but I can't tell you. I am really sorry."

"Why can't you tell me, Anne?"

"Because I fear, I feel fear. I have lived in fear my entire life. But If I tell you my story, I fear you will live in fear to."

You were braiding your hair, to keep yourself occupied. You still didn't want to look him in the eye.

You heard his shoe on the floor, making a funny sound when he walked towards you.

"It that a threat?"

He grabbed your arm, pulling you towards him, facing him. Oh dear god, why did he do that? A few inches, that was the personal space you had. You needed space, he was way too close. You pushed yourself away, placing your hands on his chest when you did so. After you pushing him away he grabbed your hands, placing it on his arms.

"That was a promise." You said, looking into his eyes. Avoiding him wouldn't work, so you went for the other option. Staring. Thank Merlin's beard it helped, he broke his gaze, and placing his hands on your wrists, rolling up  your sleeves. He showed you your own scars.

" I don't think you can promise me that Anne. I think you first need to deal with yourself. "

A laugh escaped your mouth.

"You don't know me, how could you say that" You whispered.

"It's just a gut feeling." Graves murmured staring at your wrists.

"And since when does the Head of Magical Security use his gut feeling Graves? I don't think Madame Picquery would approve of that."

You turned your back towards him, pulling yourself out of his grip and walked towards the cabinet in the corner of your room. His eyes still following you, feeling his irritation. A book flew out of it when you opened his doors.

"I am still waiting for an explanation Anne, and I won't leave until I have one."

"I know Graves, I know. Please take a seat. I will tell you a little story, a cruel story to be precise. "  you said looking at him while you opened the book.

"Well go on. I am still waiting," he said with an irritated look on his face.

The book opened on page 394 when you took place in the other chair across him.