❝ every little thing she does is magic ❞
━━━━ 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 | in which theseus scamander meets his match in his complete opposite; ada kaur
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every little thing part one, crimes of grindelwald chapter two, inside eye
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( three months later )
THE ONLY CONSTANT sound she could hear was the steady dripping of the gutter that hung just above her head as water droplet cascaded onto the lid of a trash can, echoing into the night.
A large exhalation of breath left her chapped lips and condensed in the cold air before her. A ghost of a smirk crept onto her face as she saw it take shape into an eagle before fading away into the dark night.
She reached into her pocket and found the crumpled piece of parchment that had been delivered to her only a few hours previously.
Running her thumb over the parchment, she flattened it exposing the swirling penmanship for her to read;
Cortlandt Alley. 12:00am — S.P
The hour stood at 11:58pm; she knew the President well enough to know that she wouldn't arrive a minute earlier nor later.
With a slight flare of her nostrils, she scrunched the paper back up again once more just as she had done when she had first received it; the wave of anger suddenly washing over her again.
After Grindelwald's escape, MACUSA saw that the only way to move forward from such an embarrassing oversight would be to allocate the blame; and, of course, with the young Auror being the one who broke the news, it was her who received it.
Three months later, here she was; bitter and serving out her suspension while a real investigation took place.
She was agitated; her lack of purpose driving her near to madness. And while the crumpled piece of parchment angered her greatly, serving as a reminder of the life she'd been forced to leave, it also brought her great delight. As cryptic as it was, the letter was the contact that she'd craved and all she could was hope that the meeting that awaited her would inspire positive a outcome for the young witch.
