VIII

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        What is love? Is it a Curse? Charm? Potion? Language? Spell? A Prayer? God's Creation? Touch? What is it? Nothing in the books,so it cannot be learned from study's. My fluster grew with this burning question in the back of my skull as the snowflakes fell on the ground creating white speckles on the dead grass, the cold killed the flowers along with the sky sun. Only clouds like every other day that passes on.
      I sat uneasy in my seat in outside of the  head of my department's office,inside he sat there inside looking over paperwork, little notes and object's deciding the fate of my case. My evidence is solid but  not  soild enough to grant me my warrant and to continue my investigation on the matter. 
      The hat I wear often sat on top of my folded black coat that hit my ankles. The hallways seem different from when I first started at the ministry just at Eighteen. As I remember " Tri-Wizard Champion Turns Into Youngest Amour In History" as the article said, after I returned home from Canada I was greeted with many of those papers.
   "Kathrine?" 
    ​​​​​​The voice cracked, my ears started to ring. My eyes looked up as my body shifted at the Carmel skinned women stood in front of me, her hair was hairsprayed short and wavy. "Leta" I answered her. She sat down crossing her ankles,her light blue dress shined in the light. Her hat was like a Gomes hat but my thoughts mostly stay in my head.
    "You know people thought that you and Newt would end of married by now", She started a conversation with me as I leaned forward. That name 'Newt' seems like a new word but it was a word I'd forgotten.
      My lips moved open without thinking "Yeah,Who do you Love  now?" I tried to make my best smerik or smile.  She answered right away. 
      "Theseus" 
                                 That's a lie. 
    Few things me and Leta have in common our Fathers are Monsters, we were aware of that, we saw the truth while everyone denied that. Second we both loved Newton (Newt)  Artemis Fido Lurch Scamander 

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