A Living Shadow ➣Gellert Grindelwald X Reader!Daughter

Chapter 7 ➛Hope For The Hopeless

I watched her go and suddenly felt homesick. Where to, I had no idea. I was homesick to a place that didn't exist. Home.

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Grindelwald's P.O.V (Third Person)

His gaze had been on you most of the time. He was still curious. He was curious about your past, about where you came from. About what your life's been like to join him at such a young age. Unless... she's a deep thinker and truly understands what the movement is about, he thought as he leaned back his head and looked at you.

There were several other people at the table, everyone kept to themselves as always. They might be silent, but most noticed his interest in the young girl. The glances he sent your way when he thought no one was looking.

Suddenly he felt a sense of responsibility come over him as he noticed you weren't eating anything. ''You should eat. It's important to stay energized,'' he said to you. You looked up from your plate at him. ''I'm not hungry, besides I'm a vegetarian. I don't eat meat.''

The other people at the table looked at each other and then at you. He looked at you with an annoyed look. ''Eat,'' he said. I watched him defiantly. ''Aren't you too busy to care?'' you asked him in a whisper as you leaned back in your chair. There were several gasps and everyone at the table looked at you with wide eyes before glancing at Grindelwald, whose expression stayed casual.

You rolled your eyes before pushing back your chair and asking if you could be excused.

There was a second of silence and intense eye-contact between you and him before he said, ''No.'' So you remained seated, a glare plastered on your face.

You took your fork and pricked a vegetable onto it and made a show of putting it in your mouth before chewing and swallowing. ''Happy?'' you said as you glared at him. He watched you contentedly. ''Quite.''

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(Y/N)'s P.O.V

I was walking down the corridor at a slow pace, watching the snowflakes fall on the other side of the window. I was wondering if I shouldn't have come here.

Where else would you go? That's right. Nowhere.

I sighed and closed my eyes momentarily as I leaned against the cold stone wall.

Suddenly as I was staring outside, hurrying footsteps echoed behind me. I spun around, watching a girl hurrying toward me. She slowed down as she saw me.

She leaned on her knees, taking a moment to catch her breath before speaking. Now she was standing closer to me I realized she must be about my age. ''You're the vegetarian girl, right?'' I rolled my eyes. ''I already have a nickname. Yipee,'' I said returning my gaze to the window. ''That's not what I meant, (Y/N),'' she said softly. I turned to her and watched her surprised. ''You know my name?'' I asked her with a suspicious gaze.

She nodded, ignoring my scepticism. ''I do. You don't eat any meat? Like, at all?'' she asked as she looked at me with an expression of respect. ''I don't. It's not very hard, since I don't like it. Besides, I don't think we, humans are any better than animals. We have no right to take their lives for ourselves. Animals are pure and only act out of instinct. We people hurt each other, burn each other to the ground on purpose. We are the monsters in this world,'' I said as I stared at the window once more.

I sighed and scolded myself in my mind. These bursts of convictions and opinions were always what scared people away, besides the fact that I was different than everyone else.

But as I looked at her, I was surprised to find instead of unease, the woman was looking at me with a grin. ''That's what you call one serious opinion,'' she said with a chuckle. Then she extended a hand which I shook hesitantly.

''Alyx Robins,'' she said with a smile. Before I could say anything she already said with a grin, ''Weird name, weird person. Get used to it, I'll be around, a lot.''

That made a genuine smile come to my lips. ''I suppose I don't have a choice then.''

She grinned. ''You definitely don't.''

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Grindelwald's P.O.V (Third Person)

He was pacing in front of the big window at the back of his office. How dare she be so rude and defiant. I can't let her talk to me like that. What will my followers think if I let a brat talk to me like she did? I can't allow it. However, I can't send her away.

He stopped pacing and looked at the distant mountains, his hands joined behind his back.

I can't do anything but scold her. But I don't think that will have any effect, he thought frustratedly.

We have some sort of connection. However, I do not understand where it comes from. There is something about her that keeps me intrigued that keeps me from acting as I should.

There was nothing he could do. He knew that. He had, despite the situations you caused, no regret of inviting you to join his cause. It was a challenge to deal with you, for certain. But there was no regret.

He sighed deeply before he decided to ignore it for now and see how things went.