Invisible String [t. s]

Skyfall

  Rosier sighed and closed her eyes. When she felt Theseus' touch on her shoulder she opened them again and looked at him, in a second, Amélie found herself in his arms, being hugged ever so tightly. The beating of his heart drummed a relaxing melody in which she got lost, just as she got lost in his amber and woody-like scent.

"I thought you were dead." She said and he let go, his hands rubbing her arms while her hands rested on his chest, playing with the buttons of his coat. "He told me you were dead. That you had died in Berlin." A whimper left her lips. "No pain caused by any curse, no pain caused by any punch could ever compare to the pain I felt at the thought of losing you." Her green waves met his ocean blue, his hand fell over hers and pressed it against his chest, she could feel his heart beating.

"You feel that?" Amélie nodded gently. "It beats for you. As long as you're breathing, I'll be breathing. As long as your heart's beating, mine will be beating." He offered a smile. "Where you go, I go. What you see, I see. Always." She smiled and hugged him again, throwing her arms around his neck. Theseus hid his face in her neck as he wrapped her arms around her torso. In that embrace, the scars that had been ripped open were stitched closed once again. Theseus' eyes landed on Dumbledore, whom was speaking with Newt and he let go of her slowly. "Why don't you wait for me over there downstairs? It'll take a second." She nodded as he kissed the crown of her head. When she had walked away, he walked towards Dumbledore. Amélie looked over her shoulder to watch him approach the men that stood by the stone railing. "Albus." He called and Dumbledore, as well as Newt, turned to face him. "Promise me. You'll find him. And you'll stop him." Albus knew how little his word meant for Theseus, so the fact that he asked him to promise him he'd get Grindelwald was huge. Dumbledore simply nodded at him and Theseus walked away, back to where his woman was.

  Amélie was sitting on the staircase just looking at the clouds that seemed to be so close to her, not talking to anyone, Jacob and Lally were chatting with Queenie in front of her, they were telling her all sorts of stories and they were catching up. Queenie looked at Jacob lovingly and he held her close as to never let her go again. Theseus smiled to himself as he sat beside Élie, Rosier breathed in deeply as her head fell upon Scamander's shoulder and his arm pulled her in. She exhaled a second later.

"Vinda escaped, as well as the rest." She said.

"Mhm, I suspected so. But I don't care about them, we can catch 'em some other day." He kissed her forehead and she looked at him before standing up and walking towards the next staircase landing. "What is it?" He asked as he reached her side, away from everyone else, and held her hand, his thumb tracing circles over her bruised knuckles. Her eyes met their hands and she spotted his knuckles bruised as well.

"What happened to your hand?" Theseus looked down and cleared his throat.

"I punched someone." Élie nodded. "What happened to yours?"

"I punched someone, too." They chuckled and Amélie sighed.

"Is everything...what's the matter?" A short pause settled as the cold air embraced them.

"Did you mean it? What you said earlier, did you mean it?"

"Every single word." He breathed in and out, taking her hands into his own even tighter. "I love you, Élie Rosier. More than anything." He smiled wildly and contagiously, causing a smile to make its way through her lips as tears of joy filled her eyes. "I love you." He laughed. "I love you!" She laughed too as Theseus' voice echoed around the sky.

"Shh! You're an idiot."

"You make me an idiot."

"Mm, no. I'm pretty sure you became an idiot permanently when you turned twelve." He chuckled.