Are You Mister Graves? {Percival Graves x Reader}

Chapter 20

December 10, 1926

     It's been about two to three weeks since Percival left for Europe. (Y/n) had recieved his owl from the moment he got to Europe but then suddenly stopped on the last few days before coming back to America. It got her worried as much Tina and Queenie tried to reassure her everything was okay.

      Then the day came around, the day Percival was to come back from Europe. (Y/n) waited eagerly and anxiously at the boarding gate he was supposed to get off from, shifting from foot to foot. Her fingers fidgeted with the engagement ring on her finger as she kept her eyes glued to the dock the boat was to arrive at.

     "Please be alive..." (Y/n) murmured anxiously to herself before the boat soon arrived to the docks. Familiar Aurors got off and met in the greeting arms of loved ones. She tried to look over the crowd to try and find him before she sees a man with the way too familiar dark haired undercut and dark eyes. Her heart practically does multiple flips as she started pacing towards him with a wide smile, about to leap into his arms. Then he does something least expected.

     Percival brushed right past her. She stops in slight shock and watching him walk away, confusion written over her face. "Percy?" She called out to him, he doesn't answer and kept walking. She tilts her head a bit and paced after him, reaching out and gently grasping his hand, "Percival." She says again and he stops and looks over at her. She smiles a bit, "How can you not greet your fiancée? You didn't see me heading over to you?" She asked with a small laugh and arched brow. He looks at her with confusion before smiling a bit.

     "Oh, right." He chuckles as he leaned down, she expected a kiss on the lips but was met with a quick peck to the cheek, "Sorry about that, doll. Didn't see you there." She shook her head as she held both of his large hands in her smaller ones with a smile.

     "It's alright, Percy. C'mon, lets go home." She hummed as she walked with him, her fingers intertwined with his. He looked down at her and smirked almost darkly before looking ahead.

     "Right, home." 

December 17, 1926

     Ever since Percival came back, he's been a somewhat distant from (Y/n) for the past week. He doesn't show as much affection than he usually does. He stayed in his office at work and at home, a lot which meant that he rarely spent anytime with her. She spent most of her nights with his back facing her, no cuddles or anything like how they usually slept together. And there's been a lot of disagreements between the two. Disagreements that included Percival shouting at (Y/n) and sometimes her shouting back, and the disagreements  ended with one of them leaving the room. It wasn't often that the two fought like this before. Their first fight came to a surprise to (Y/n) when she accidentally  interrupted him from his work.

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     "Hey, Percy? Have a second?" (Y/n) asked as she peeked her head into his office.

     Now,  Percival never snapped so easily, especially with (Y/n). Up until this moment when she spoke. He slammed his pen down and glared at her with his dark eyes, making her flinch slightly. "I do not have a second, as you can see, I am busy. Very busy. Now if you bother one more time, I swear to Merlin, I'll send you out forcefully."

     "I just came in to see if you're going to be home for dinner." She says softly with a frown, "Percival, what has gotten into you? You've been acting strange since you came back." She says as she tried to walk over to him.

     "Out!" He shouted and abruptly standing from his chair. She jumps at his shout and gulps, looking at him in shock before she looks at him in slight anger.

     "Fine, I'll get out. I'm sorry for worrying that you won't be home for dinner." She snapped at him before briskly walking out of his office, slamming the door behind herself.

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     "Maybe it's the stress over what happened in Europe." Tina says as she poured (Y/n) tea. (Y/n) sat in Tina and Queenie's apartment that they shared after yet another fight with Percival.

     "I get that but it's been a ongoing thing with him since he came back and it's so aggravating!" (Y/n) retorted as Queenie rubbed her back to comfort her and Tina drops a few sugar cubes in her tea. The both listened to her and her rants and nodded as this has been a ongoing occurrence with the couple. "It's like he's a total different person now and I hate it." She grumbles as she brought her cup to her lips to drink her tea beforehand bringing it down, "And we're expecting to get married in a few months and I had to plan everything so far without his help." She's about continue before Queenie has her drink the tea so they can share their thoughts.

     "We see where you're getting at, sweets." Queenie says softly, "Look, just give him a bit to himself from time to time until he feels like opening up to you on what he feels." Tina nods in agreement as (Y/n) sighs deeply.

     "Alright..." She grumbles softly as the sisters smile some and sit together with her on the couch.

     "That's it, (Y/n). Just wait a bit longer and talk to him about it." Tina says with a smile as she patted her shoulder, (Y/n) smiles back a bit and nods.

     "Thanks, girls. I'm glad you two listen to me rant on and on, it must annoy you two." The three smile and laugh as they hug each other.

     "No problem, we're more than happy to help." Queenie says with a smile and Tina nods. (Y/n) hums and smiles as the three sat together on the couch.

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     Credence walks the streets by himself, hanging up flyers for his mother's cult. He glances around before his eyes land on a man across the street from him, staring back at him. The man nudges his head into the alleyway beside him before walking into it. Credence watches the mysterious man before following after him curiously. He steps into the dark alleyway nervously and sees the man leaning against the wall.

     "You're Credence Barebone, I assume?" He says as Credence nodded timidly.

     "Y-Yes... Who are you, sir...? And w-what do you need from me...?" The boy asks nervously as he sees a wand slide out of the mans sleeve and watches him twirl it around his fingers. He stiffens slightly, a look of both fear and wonder as the man approached him.

     "My name is Percival Graves. And I have a proposition that can help us both get what we need." He says with a dark smirk twitching onto his lips.

A/n: Hey guys! Sorry for the long update! Sorry if this chapter was crappy! Hope you guys enjoyed! Aaaaaaaand yeah! My life's been all over the place so forgive me for the crappy chapter and long update!