Are You Mister Graves? {Percival Graves x Reader}

Chapter 10

January 5, 1922

     The group of Aurors along with (Y/n), Percival, and Tina stood in a destroyed town of Pennsylvania, Philadelphia. They all walked around to see the civilians who survived the attack are traumatized, broken, hurt, hungry, dirty. Some children were crying. It was a mix of No-Majs, wizards and witches. But, the No-Majs seemed too miserable to blame the magic community as they had lost everything. Percival and Tina kept a close eye on (Y/n) as she had turned cold and bold after the meeting back in MACUSA.

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     "You okay with going on this trip, (Y/n)?" Tina asks her best friend as they were getting ready for the trip to Pennsylvania. (Y/n) nods as she didn't look up at her in the eye.

     "Of course I am," She says, "Why wouldn't I?"

     "I mean, you don't have to go on this trip. I'll try to persuade Madam Picquery or Graves can-"

     "I said I'll be fine, Tina." (Y/n) says quite boldly as she looked at Tina. Tina looks at her in slight shock as she looked down. Percival listens in on the conversation as he's getting ready since the three were in the same room together.

     "I'm sorry, (Y/n)... "She says quietly, "I just... I just don't want you to get hurt or killed or anything...." (Y/n) sighs and looks away.

     "It's alright, Tina. I just want to get this over and done with. I'm sorry that I went bold on you like that."

     "(Y/n)..."

     "Hm?"

     "Can you promise that... You wouldn't do anything that will get you in serious trouble or killed even?" Tina asks as she looked up at (Y/n). Percival stops what he was doing and looks at her as well. (Y/n)'s quiet for a moment.

     "I promise..." She says quietly as she looked up at her with a small and somewhat forced smile. Tina sighs in relief as she continued getting ready. Percival doesn't as he looked at (Y/n), knowing she didn't mean her word. (Y/n) looks back at him as the smile disappeared into a frown. "And if you don't believe me, Percival, than you can keep a close eye on me or even cuff me if you like." She says coldly as she quickly finished getting ready and walked out in angry steps. The two watched her walk out and looked at one another. Both knowing she was just telling them what she believed they wanted to hear from her.

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     (Y/n) stood on top of the rubble of a broken building looking at the surroundings around her. Anger bubbling deep within her and even more when she looked at the townspeople as her fists clenched.

     "Mama..." A child says quietly to his mother as they shivered from the lack of shelter. "Are those bad people gonna come back? Because..." He whimpers, "I don't want them to come back again..." The mother hugs him close to her as she stroked his head.

     "Don't worry... They won't come back..." She says with her voice wavering a bit as some tears fall. The rage within (Y/n) boils even more as she watched the two.

     'That's right...' (Y/n) thinks to herself, 'You don't have to worry... I'll make sure they won't come back again... Ever.'

     "So what should we do, Mr.Graves?" An Auror asks as they all had finished spectatating the destroyed town. Percival thinks for a moment.

     "Repair the town quickly, and Obliviate the No-Majs. Gather the wizards and witches who were victims of the attack and aid as much as possible in that amount of the time. After that, half of us will stay here and protect the people, "Percival looks at (Y/n), "That means you will stay here, (Y/n)." She looks at him with her face filled with complete anger which he ignores. "And the rest will come with me to find this group and put a stop to them. Understood?" Everyone nods and he motions them off. (Y/n) stayed standing there as she glared at Percival. He looks at her and walks over to her. "You seem quite upset, (Y/n)." She clenches her fists together.