Wolf | First Aid Kit
I hope for a trace to lead me back home from this place But there was no sound, there was only me and my disgrace
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Wolf | First Aid Kit
I hope for a trace to lead me back home from this place But there was no sound, there was only me and my disgrace

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So Iâm holding a stolen kitten?
Technically. I mean, it might not be the stolen one but it looks the same. Where did you find it?
âŚIs this someoneâs kitten?
I think that may be the one Bradley stole.
Give until it hurts â Grace & Augustus
He felt a little bit of relief knowing that Grace was as inexperienced as him. They had never really discussed their personal experiences in this area, normally too busy focusing on their research. It was a comfort though. If they both went in, not knowing what to expect, they could work out the problems together. âNo, thatâs totally fine. I donât either. I only know what weâve both heard.â Which to be fair, wasnât much but the dens still existed. âI have a feeling theirâs an alpha wolf, otherwise their might be chaos so someone has to be in control.â He pondered out loud. It wasnât something they knew a lot about, then again thatâs what the point of their mission would be. They needed to learn all this. The Ministry had them at a disadvantage in this area. Werewolves like him and Grace had to learn from their own experiences, the Ministry seemed to be reaching everyone as a whole.Â
It was comforting to know that they would be going in together. He actually believed himself when he said two would be better than one. The rapid fire questions stumped Augustus for a moment. He stopped to think, trying to remember each of them before he started answering them. âYou donât have to be sorry.â He said, smiling at her. He started with the first question since it was the easiest one to answer. âWe should clear it with someone higher up. I donât think they would be opposed but itâs still better to be safe. Plus, weâll need to let someone know what weâre doing in case we get caught in a sticky situation. As for when, I would need to give a weeks notice for work. I can get someone to cover my shifts pretty easily. How much time would you need?â He asked, countering her questions with one of his own.Â
One of the biggest questions on Augustusâs mind was their transformations. There were stories of course, about some werewolves who could half transform. They lingered somewhere between human and werewolf. Then there were those who could stay in werewolf form and be productive. Augustus didnât fall into either of those categories, he had only dealt with the full moon by locking himself up and avoiding it. Then he started taking wolfsbane potion and things became easier. He only knew his own transformation though, not Graceâs or those who would inhabit the dens they would be visiting. He had to ask anyway. âHow control of yourself are you during a full moon? Have you ever done the half transformation?â Augustus felt guilty for asking, these were personal questions. It wasnât like asking about family but it was still a personal thing to werewolves, or at least to him.Â
An alpha? They hadnât read anything on it, or Grace hadnât anyway â it was probably there, somewhere, but whether it was of high importance was a question she didnât need to ask. Of course it was. She needed to know everything she could if she planned to get in and out of there unharmed. Though, there was time to catch up on reading and she planned on doing that as soon there was time. Which, obviously, meant every moment she wasnât at work or busy with important things. âIâd never thought about an alpha, I mean Iâve seen it mentioned but I didnât think it was a thing.â She tried to explain with arm useless gestures, knowing it wasnât going too well. âIt would make sense.â Unfortunately, neither Grace or Augustus had ever been in a den of any sort therefore dealing with an alpha wasnât in their list of experiences. But apparently that list kept piling up as they discussed this plan.
She nodded along as Augustus answered her questions. Her mind ran through a series of things to say back to his replies to send Augustusâ way once he was finished answering. A little silence to ensure he was finished before she opened her mouth again. âNot as high as Lauren, though, but someone closer â right? I think. I mean, I donât know exactly how important we are to ââ Grace stopped. She needed to be positive; otherwise she risked bringing down both her mood and Augustusâ mood, which wasnât fair. âOkay. Iâll find someone to speak to because I have more free time than you. As for my job, Iâm able to get time off quicker than that but Iâll put a notice in too so I can do extra shifts to make up for it.â
The place fell silent but Grace hadnât noticed, sheâd been too occupied running through things in her mind about the whole mission. It wasnât the best planned out strategy â go in basically blind, but what else could they do? Theyâd been researching for too long not to put it to good use, and this was the only way theyâd find out more. Augustusâ voice brought her back to reality, her mind quickly catching up with what heâd said and processing it for her to understand. âConcluding from the recent scars Iâve obtained, Iâd say not too fantastically when I donât drink the potion. But I try every single time to make sure I have it ready. In which case, Iâm pretty good with... being myself, if you want to call it that. As for the half-transformation, no. I kind of just drink the potion and have a âget on with it because itâll be over quickerâ attitude about it. Less hassle.â That, and the fact she had practically no idea how exactly you went about doing such a transformation. It sounded difficult, something she would rather not risk going through unless she knew it was possible.
You find out what little you need to know either by yourself, or from the people around you. The rest doesnât matter.
I'm not sure what you even mean by 'the rest' but sure, I understand what you're saying.

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I guess I canât argue with that. Although I bet my supervisor would.
I'd rather not argue with your supervisor.
Itâs pure propaganda.
Yeah, okay, true. But how are you going to know what's going on in the world?
Tiring. Sleep looks very appealing right now.
Sleep always looks appealing, especially when you're not getting enough of it.
Thank merlin for the weekend.
Hard week?
In that case it would be a shame, seeing as I donât read the news.
Why not? I know it's not the most unbiased source of information but it helps you get up-to-date with everything.

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[Turns over a newspaper roll in his hands] Strange. I couldâve sworn I didnât order a subscription for the Daily Prophet.
Maybe someone wanted you to see something in the paper. Or maybe I've been watching too much television.
Give until it hurts â Grace & Augustus
He knew Grace was right. If the Central London one was known about, it wouldnât be much use to them. Augustus was certain that there were others in London, it would just take some scouting to find them. After all, England and Great Britain were the areas they were concerned about the most. Unfortunately, finding the others would take more research and quite possibly a scouting mission of sorts. There was no point in assuming a den of werewolves existed unless you were willing to check it out.
That wasnât the big concern though, it was the danger they would be in. He hunched over the map, already thinking of the possible dangers and troubles they could come up against. For one, they would need to be able to shift and stay in control. It was possible that it could even come to a fight if they needed to prove their worth. Augustus had no idea how these places ran or what went on there. Just as Gus opened his mouth to say Grace didnât have to go with him, she was offering him the same deal. He smirked, feeling a little bemused as he watched planning out the entire thing internally.
There was no way Augustus was going to come up with a mission for them and then not go along with Grace. Of course, getting off work wouldnât be easy but they had given him exceptions in the past because of his âconditionâ, as they liked to call it. Besides, he had worked hard for the past seven odd years, they could handle it if he took a break for a few weeks, or however long it took them. âIâm not that important. Besides, there are plenty of other mediwizards at St Mungos. If I ask for the leave, I can get it.â He assured, straightening up.
âIâm more concerned about how dangerous this could be. We donât know what weâre going to go up against. Iâve never been in a werewolf den and Iâm assuming you havenât either?â He ended his thought as a question. It would be rude to assume either way about Grace but they didnât really know each other like that. They primarily focused on their research when they were together. There was no room for idle chit chat, especially when Augustus ran to strict schedules to make sure he slept enough for his shifts at work. âI do trust that youâll tell me everything once you get back. Itâs just⌠I want to do this.â He finished, lamely.
It was hard for him to put into words about how he felt especially when it came to the resistance and their Minister of Magic. Although, it was safe to assume Grace felt the same way otherwise she wouldnât be there either. âIâm going to come with you.â He confirmed. âTwo werewolves are better than one, right?â There was no way to know what they would be up against or what they would have to face but with two of them, it felt like a safer choice. âI mean, Iâm sure you could look after yourself but I want to learn everything I can as well.â He rambled. In Augustusâs mind, two sets of eyes were better than one. If there were two of them, they could pick up all the scents and details of what they were taking in. Any clue or detail could be vital for what they needed.
Grace was actually relieved when Augustus said he wanted to go, that he could get time off and take on this mission. Because sheâd have been unprepared, alone and not to mention extremely scared about dealing with a den of werewolves. Sheâd never been around many in wolf form, in fact sheâd strayed away from it as long as she could. It was pretty easy to, especially since every werewolf member of the resistance preferred solitude to keeping in a pack and shifting together. Probably because a lot of them had been turned at a young age â otherwise theyâd have ties to the Ministry â which left them without belonging to a group; werewolves sheâd met so far in the resistance anyway.
âI, uh... no?â She replied, wondering if that was the answer he wanted to hear from her. It would have been easier if either of them had experience in this area, but Grace knew it wasnât exactly fun to be surrounded by other creatures when you shifted. There was a constant worry of harming another, though Grace suspected werewolves may not have attacked each other in dens otherwise they wouldnât exist. Still, sheâd gotten this far without belonging to any sort of pack and never planned to do so in the future either. But that probably wasnât why she had been hesitant to tell Augustus. Neither of them spoke much on a personal level, which made Grace realise she didnât actually know too much about Augustus other than the basics. Not like she wanted to, it was his business, but it seemed odd to trust a stranger as much as she did. âNo, I understand. Thatâs fine. As long as it wonât be a hinder to your work.â
She thought about whether or not she should persist on the matter of him not joining the mission because of his work, or whether she should let it slide. Mostly because she was unsure about if she wanted him to come along â which she did, but she didnât want to ruin his job or anything. But heâd seemed to made the decision and was sticking by it now. âDefinitely.â She nodded. âDonât worry about it, I probably wouldnât do so well on my own if Iâm honest.â What were they supposed to do next? When were they going to set off and leave? Did they need to pack? So many questions. Grace blurted them all out, one by one without much of a breath stop in between and hoped Augustus was keeping track of her queries and had answers to them. âSorry.â She mumbled afterwards.
Offer me a taste of death { Teddy & Grace }
All of a sudden Grace had taken over the conversation by talking a lot more than she had been. Teddy was okay with that, just a little surprised at how quickly she was talking along with the sharp sentences he caught here and there. Clearly the topic was something she hadnât wanted to discuss and he couldnât blame her, it wasnât the most sensitive thing he could have said and truthfully heâd regretted it ever since it slipped out of his mouth. And he didnât even have alcohol to blame for his slip-up. Thankfully, Grace hadnât reacted in the worse way imaginable in addition to staying to speak to him. Surely it couldnât have been the most unpleasant thing he could have said. Still, it probably had been insulting to some degree and thatâs what mattered. Teddy would simply have to make up for it.
His work was a subject usually left at work because it was uninteresting lately. More often than not he was off-duty, which was hardly surprising. People were more afraid of getting caught than they ever had been, reducing crime as well as criminals incredibly. That or the fact criminals were getting incredibly brilliant at their activities, concealing any trace that theyâd even been present. The former was most likely, though, because there wasnât much that got past the Ministry. It wasnât exactly a blessing when you were in cahoots with the opposition. But no action had been taken against him yet which meant he was safe.
âWe can talk about both, seeing as they run into each other.â Teddy explained, taking a moment to re-position himself on his seat. âWorkâs generally okay, itâs better than I had imagined it to be but itâs also incredibly time-consuming and stressful. There are times when the aurors donât get called out on a job in weeks, which decreases pay and some of them end up dropping out of the job because the department canât pay for people they arenât sending out. Iâm not too bad, I get called out more often than a few of my co-workers, but Iâm not sure if that makes me feel better or not, you know? Theyâre my friends; itâs tough to see their career dissolving in front of their eyes. They know itâs happening. You know itâs happening. Everyone else knows itâs happening. It sucks so damn much, and you feel useless because you canât do anything to help them in anyway. You canât give them your job, otherwise youâre out of one and itâs only postponing the day till they have to leave.â He rambled on, ending in a heavy sigh and taking a large sip of apple juice from the carton.
âBeing an adult is awful, and Iâve been one for ten years now. Iâm usually optimistic about these sorts of things, and itâs no fun to be pessimistic about it thatâs for sure. Maybe itâs because itâs late. Iâll probably feel better after a good nights sleep.â
Graceâs smile dropped. âIâm sorry.â And that was all she could say. What else was there to discuss? Grace wasnât his boss; she wasnât in charge of anything. The only thing she was close to being in charge of was this bar tonight. There was nothing she could do to help. It hurt. Instead, she listened as he continued to talk. While he talked and she listened, she also nodded as she picked up a few glasses left by customers that she then cleaned with a spell. When she returned to her space in front of Teddy, she bit down on her lip and looked around the bar. âYou donât have to be optimistic about everything, Teddy. But I think you should try to be. Itâs upsetting to see you so... well, not yourself. Still, I donât think thereâs much you can do about it.â She sighed then nodded in agreement. âSleep sounds good, if you want to leave thatâs fine. Youâve paid.â
It felt wrong to just let him go while he was feeling down. âOr we could go out somewhere.â She suggested, shrugging gently and pushing herself back up from her leaning position on the bar. There was a lot of cleaning up to be done, especially if she wanted to go out after closing up. Her boss wouldnât be too pleased with a messy place. âAs soon as I clean up this place, of course. I donât want to leave it a pig-sty for tomorrowâs opening.â After everyone had left, cleaning up and packing away happened within ten minutes thanks to knowing the right spells. Grace placed her wand back into her belt as soon as she was pleased with the condition of the place. âItâs pretty dark but I promise Iâll return you home before it gets too late.â Grace laughed lightly, picking her coat from the stand and opening the door for Teddy to leave before her so she could lock up.
It wasnât that cold outside, despite the moon being out, which Grace was thankful for â the warmer weather was going to arrive soon. âThank Merlin.â She whispered to herself, charming the door then turning to Teddy who she handed her bag to. âCan you hold this for a second?â Although, she didnât really give him a choice. Grace then slipped her coat on, took her bag back from him and then placed it over her shoulder. âWhat would you like to do? We have the whole night to do anything. There arenât many shops open, but we could get some food and go back to my place if you wanted. Or yours. Or neither. Up to you, really. We donât have to get food.â
Being adopted sucks.
I wish I knew at least a little bit about my birth parents.
Have you tried looking through records?

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James & Grace
Okay, so... on a scale of 10 -one being the worst- how good is your relationship with your family?
It might seem like a weird question to start with, but I'm trying.
Give until it hurts â Grace & Augustus
Graceâs research made sense to Augustus, knowing what could hurt and harm you was important, especially if you are a werewolf. âI guess I was lazy that way, my dad did it for me. It wasnât until later that I started looking into it myself.â Augustus has always been a sore excuse for a werewolf. He was good at hiding it and ignoring it but when it came to knowledge, he neglected finding out what he needed to. It was part of why the Alliance was so important to him. He hated what he was and there was no way he would inflict it on more children because someone thought it was for the greater good.Â
Again, Augustus was nodding. Grace was right. The werewolves that they could gain access to were probably just henchmen in the scheme of things for the Ministry. They needed to find a higher ranking member but they werenât easily accessible. Even if they were, they didnât know who they were or what their names where. âMaybe if we can get through to one, we can get some more information. We need information and books arenât helping us. Going straight to the source seems like the only option weâve got left, really.âÂ
Surprisingly, Augustus did have an idea where they could start. There had always been whispers of underground dens where werewolves would live. The past prejudices had stuck with them and they stayed away from the wizarding world. âIâve got a few ideas actually. Most of them are just whispers though.â He said, pushing his book to the side. Instead, he reached out and grabbed a map that was in the pile of their notes on the desk. When he had first heard about the different dens, he began plotting them down for reference, knowing it would come in handy later.Â
With the map between them, Gus pointed out a few of the points that he had marked. âThere is one in central London that the Alliance knows about. There is one in Paris, two in Romania and one in Bulgaria. Then again, these are just the secluded werewolves. And these are the only ones we know about.â It wasnât much but it was a start and that was more than what they had from the books. âFrom what we know, Iâm guessing there has to be Ministry werewolves there. What if some of them arenât completely on their side? Maybe there are some just pretending?â It was a long shot but it was possible.Â
Although they had been working together, there hadnât really been absolute communication between the two of them. Grace had seen this map before but sheâd never thought to ask what the marked areas had been for. Augustus had never explained so Grace assumed he was still working on it and would come to her with ideas as soon as he had confirmed their reliability. She nodded as he pointed out the areas and explained what they were. This was both important and interesting. It may have just been âwhispersâ but it was better than nothing.
âThis one...â Grace said, pointing to the Central London area. âIf we know about it, I donât doubt itâs already been checked it out. So we can skip that for now. But we can come back to it if weâve still got nothing.â She pushed her chair away from the desk and got to her feet. There were a few questions she needed discuss with Augustus. About work, mostly. Her work was going to be easy to get away from â you can be a bar-maid down without a problem. Augustus, however, not so much. She felt bad already for taking up his free time, especially with a schedule she assumed was hectic.
âIâm going to need to tell my boss I need to go away. Heâll understand and when Iâm done my job will still be there for me. Hopefully. But youâre going to have a tough time getting away from your responsibilities.â Grace commented, even though Augustus likely already knew this. âI can go alone, if you need to stay. I think you should stay, because people need you and youâre very important. Iâll try to be as thorough as I can with questioning and getting close to the werewolves, donât worry. And as soon as Iâm back, Iâll be sure to tell you everything.â
Perhaps heâd wanted to be a part of this, seeing as he suggested it, which was fine by Grace. On the other hand, Augustus had a large job on his hands and getting time off might not be for the best. If she were to go at this alone, it would be easier for him. Or so she thought. How well did she really know Augustus other than the basics and his time schedule? Not well. Maybe he felt like this was the best thing for him. It was probably best she leave the decision up to him. âThat was very forwards, sorry. You can make your own choice; I just want you to know that you are not obliged to come with me just because you suggested it.â Did she need to pack? Unlikely. A change of clothes was all she really felt she needed, maybe her toiletries. The werewolves werenât going to be bothered about her hygiene or appearance, but she couldnât say the same for Augustus and being unappealingly smelly often bothered her too.
What if the werewolves didnât want to talk to them? This was the current thought running through Graceâs head, and had been ever since Augustus brought up the idea. Theyâd just have to wait and see.