Invisible String [t. s]

New Problems Begin

"And what exactly have I done?"

"Listen." She smiled at him as he took a sip of his coffee, leaving the cup down immediately. "Andre was my best friend, he was the one I'd talk about this with but I obviously can't do that anymore. Without him, without my family, I only have like three real friends and I couldn't tell them. I had no one to go to, but you. You were the person I knew I could trust this with and you listened, you didn't hear what I had to say, you listened to me. There is a huge difference there, and I appreciate it." He smiled. "That and the fact that you allowed me to stay. Consider this my way of payment." He chuckled and nodded.

"So...does this mean we're friends now?"

"Maybe." She smiled back at him while he nodded. This was nice, lovely actually. To stop disliking people and befriend them instead, despite not really forgetting. After all, you don't need to forget to move past something, however, you can grown from it. And that's what these two have been doing for the past years.

"Either way, I still find you annoying." She laughed, the comment was no longer offending.

"Same here, Scamander."

Then, both Aurors had breakfast and enjoyed their coffee, all this in silence. When they were done, both cleaned the dishes and continued to get ready. Theseus was brushing his teeth and Amélie was putting on her coat, taking out from one of her pockets some mints that she always carries and ate one when the bell rang.

"I'll get it!" Theseus said from the bathroom and made his way to the entrance with large steps until he opened the front door. "Leta."

"Hi." She kissed his cheek and stepped in. "You're dressed, great. You need to get to the Ministry at-" She realised he wasn't alone. "Amélie."

"Bonjour, Leta." Lestrange looked at Theseus and at Rosier, wondering why was the other Auror at his house and the scent of breakfast made not long ago.

"Hello. Um...I don't mean to be rude but, what are you doing here?" Despite her making clear she didn't want to be rude, her tone of voice was still cold.

"I visited him at the Ministry to give him some information about Grindelwald but...an important part of what I found, I couldn't say there."

"She doesn't trust the Ministries employees that much anymore, not after Graves." Theseus added as he made his way to the bathroom to finish with the cleaning of his mouth.

"En effet. So, we came here and I told him the rest. When I was about to leave he offered me his couch, saying that paying for a one night stay at any place was a worthless expense." Leta smiled at the half-truth, for saying she had slept in his bed didn't sound like the right thing to do.

"Sounds like Theseus." Both chuckled. Now, Leta's voice was more welcoming. "And he would be right, they charge the foreigners a bit too extra for no reason." She said, trusting their words. "It's good to see you again." Amélie smiled at her.

"Likewise."

"Alright." Theseus said from the hall as he approached the living room, where they were. He stepped close to Leta and kissed her lips tenderly. "What were you saying?" Amélie looked away. She looked back at them when she saw from the corner of her eye how they separated from each other.

"That we need to get to the Ministry. Now." Both of them frowned.

"What's the rush?"

"Newt was seen in Paris." Theseus placed his hands on his hips, closed his eyes and dopped his head forward as he sighed.

"What's the problem with Newt being in Paris?" Asked Élie.

"That he's not supposed to leave the country, he doesn't have authorised documentation." Theseus answered.