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“Afraid? No, certainly not.” Albus responded, somewhat surprised by the question. “Gellert Grindelwald is a man, and just like any other man, he can bleed.” Albus added, taking another sip from his drink.

“Oh, listen to me, all this Grindelwald business when I’m supposed to be off work.” Graves said and downed the rest of his drink. He set it aside and said, “The orchestra is to play quite a few works by Schubert – do you favor his symphonies?”

“Yes, actually.” He answered, sending a look at the clock, before finishing his drink as well. “As for Grindelwald, can one ever be done?” He questioned. Tucking a stray strand of hair behind his ear.

“We should get going soon.” Graves stated. “Is there a restaurant you have interest in? We might as well eat together after the orchestra, and since you are the city’s guest, it’s only right for you to choose.”

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“Afraid? No, certainly not.” Albus responded, somewhat surprised by the question. “Gellert Grindelwald is a man, and just like any other man, he can bleed.” Albus added, taking another sip from his drink.

“Oh, listen to me, all this Grindelwald business when I’m supposed to be off work.” Graves said and downed the rest of his drink. He set it aside and said, “The orchestra is to play quite a few works by Schubert – do you favor his symphonies?”

“Yes, actually.” He answered, sending a look at the clock, before finishing his drink as well. “As for Grindelwald, can one ever be done?” He questioned. Tucking a stray strand of hair behind his ear.

“We should get going soon.” Graves stated. “Is there a restaurant you have interest in? We might as well eat together after the orchestra, and since you are the city’s guest, it’s only right for you to choose.”

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“Afraid? No, certainly not.” Albus responded, somewhat surprised by the question. “Gellert Grindelwald is a man, and just like any other man, he can bleed.” Albus added, taking another sip from his drink.

“Oh, listen to me, all this Grindelwald business when I’m supposed to be off work.” Graves said and downed the rest of his drink. He set it aside and said, “The orchestra is to play quite a few works by Schubert – do you favor his symphonies?”

“Yes, actually.” He answered, sending a look at the clock, before finishing his drink as well. “As for Grindelwald, can one ever be done?” He questioned. Tucking a stray strand of hair behind his ear.

“We should get going soon.” Graves stated. “Is there a restaurant you have interest in? We might as well eat together after the orchestra, and since you are the city’s guest, it’s only right for you to choose.”

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“Are you afraid of him, Mr. Dumbledore?” Graves asked, watching him closely as he slowed enjoyed his drink.

“Afraid? No, certainly not.” Albus responded, somewhat surprised by the question. “Gellert Grindelwald is a man, and just like any other man, he can bleed.” Albus added, taking another sip from his drink.

“Oh, listen to me, all this Grindelwald business when I’m supposed to be off work.” Graves said and downed the rest of his drink. He set it aside and said, “The orchestra is to play quite a few works by Schubert – do you favor his symphonies?”

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Albus looked down at the drink. “You have good intuition Mr. Graves, this is my favourite.” he said, smiling warmly at Graves. “How was your day Mr. Graves?” he asked, stepping into the parlor.

“As good as it can be, given this… Grindelwald panic.” he answered, taking a seat. “I’m curious what you must think of the ordeal.”

“I think his recent…quiet is suspicious. However I also think that it’s interesting. He was gaining power quite fast if I do say so, and now he’s simply vanished. The media want to paint it as him giving up, but I doubt that.” Albus said, taking a sip of his drink. “And you? I don’t have nearly as much experience with what he’s done as I’m sure you do, being an auror, in a country he has attacked.” Albus asked curiously.

“Our security has gone through considerable reinforcements.” Graves said. “I know he’s waiting for something… perhaps also waiting for the tension to die down so the security will slack off as well.”

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Gellert went about his day, rifling through classified documents and making copies of pages he wanted to keep for his own records.

The next day had him in a pleasant mood despite long and dull conferences, eager to see Albus again. When he got off work he took the time to be sure Graves’ home was immaculent, and he had their drinks ready in the parlor. He remembered from that summer together Albus’ favorite drink.

Arriving at the Graves residence the next evening was pleasant. The weather was a little warmer than the previous afternoon, and he was looking forward to the evening. He had made an effort to look presentable. Dressed in a muggle suit, and with his auburn hair brushed and tied back. Knocking on the door, he smiled stepping back.

Gellert apparated across the room to quickly open the door, smiling warmly to him. “Good evening, Mr. Dumbledore. Please come in.” he said, handing him his drink. “I do hope this is something you’ll like.”

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Gellert went about his day, rifling through classified documents and making copies of pages he wanted to keep for his own records.

The next day had him in a pleasant mood despite long and dull conferences, eager to see Albus again. When he got off work he took the time to be sure Graves’ home was immaculent, and he had their drinks ready in the parlor. He remembered from that summer together Albus’ favorite drink.

Arriving at the Graves residence the next evening was pleasant. The weather was a little warmer than the previous afternoon, and he was looking forward to the evening. He had made an effort to look presentable. Dressed in a muggle suit, and with his auburn hair brushed and tied back. Knocking on the door, he smiled stepping back.

Gellert apparated across the room to quickly open the door, smiling warmly to him. “Good evening, Mr. Dumbledore. Please come in.” he said, handing him his drink. “I do hope this is something you’ll like.”

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“Of course. You’ve had a long day. Do you have anything planned for tomorrow evening?” Graves asked as he stood.

“No, I’m free, would you like to meet somewhere then?” Albus responded, standing as well and wrapping a blue scarf around his neck. 

“I would, yes. I happen to be in need of a companion to the New York Symphony, in fact. Do you care much for the arts?”

“I do actually. Thank you for the invitation, It will make my evening much more interesting.”

“I’m glad to hear it.” Graves said and told him his address. “Come by tomorrow evening. We can have a drink and go to the symphony. It will be relaxing to have a night away from work with someone so charming.”

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“Of course. You’ve had a long day. Do you have anything planned for tomorrow evening?” Graves asked as he stood.

“No, I’m free, would you like to meet somewhere then?” Albus responded, standing as well and wrapping a blue scarf around his neck. 

“I would, yes. I happen to be in need of a companion to the New York Symphony, in fact. Do you care much for the arts?”

“I do actually. Thank you for the invitation, It will make my evening much more interesting.”

“I’m glad to hear it.” Graves said and told him his address. “Come by tomorrow evening. We can have a drink and go to the symphony. It will be relaxing to have a night away from work with someone so charming.”

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“Of course. You’ve had a long day. Do you have anything planned for tomorrow evening?” Graves asked as he stood.

“No, I’m free, would you like to meet somewhere then?” Albus responded, standing as well and wrapping a blue scarf around his neck. 

“I would, yes. I happen to be in need of a companion to the New York Symphony, in fact. Do you care much for the arts?”

“I do actually. Thank you for the invitation, It will make my evening much more interesting.”

“I’m glad to hear it.” Graves said and told him his address. “Come by tomorrow evening. We can have a drink and go to the symphony. It will be relaxing to have a night away from work with someone so charming.”

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“I would love that Mr. Graves. It would be an interesting experience, and I would hate to see the issue here go sour, or more disagreeable.” Albus said, the idea seemed interesting. Graves was logical enough to hold an opinion aside from what the public had, he made for a good conversationalist if nothing else. “I should get going though I’m afraid if we’re done here. I never got a chance to get to my hotel and I’d rather not get dragged back here for another warming spell. I’d appreciate if we could speak again however.”

“Of course. You’ve had a long day. Do you have anything planned for tomorrow evening?” Graves asked as he stood.

“No, I’m free, would you like to meet somewhere then?” Albus responded, standing as well and wrapping a blue scarf around his neck. 

“I would, yes. I happen to be in need of a companion to the New York Symphony, in fact. Do you care much for the arts?”

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“I see… Yes. I don’t believe he’s insane. He knows exactly what he’s doing.” Graves said. “There’s been a lot of destruction in New York City, and with it rumors and fears of Grindelwald. But I know this isn’t his work. I was there in Europe not too long ago. Entirely different. You wouldn’t believe all the rumors about him though. And you… Mr. Dumbledore, you’re becoming quite notable in Britain. Even here, many know your name and your research. Rumors about you are… strange, to say the least. Hardly appropriate for me to mention. Never mind…”

“Ah, those rumors? I’m no stranger to them Mr. Graves. Currently nothing people have said as affected my ability to work, and until it does I see no reason to worry.” Albus said, blue eyes twinkling slightly in the lighting of the room. he was no stranger to rumors. When he was a child he had heard them about his father, and then when he was older for his articles as a Hogwarts student. “You yourself Mr. Graves have amassed quite a reputation. I hope you enjoy your position as an American Auror, I imagine the British may try to steal you away. As for Grindelwald, I’m almost waiting for him to attack Britain.”

“It certainly keeps me busy. I’ll be interested to hear what you think about Ilvermorny. And unbiased analysis of their strengths and weaknesses will do them good. You know how Americans are, I’m sure. Who doesn’t? If you could stay here for some time though, I could use your mind to assist in our present crisis.”

“I would love that Mr. Graves. It would be an interesting experience, and I would hate to see the issue here go sour, or more disagreeable.” Albus said, the idea seemed interesting. Graves was logical enough to hold an opinion aside from what the public had, he made for a good conversationalist if nothing else. “I should get going though I’m afraid if we’re done here. I never got a chance to get to my hotel and I’d rather not get dragged back here for another warming spell. I’d appreciate if we could speak again however.”

“Of course. You’ve had a long day. Do you have anything planned for tomorrow evening?” Graves asked as he stood.

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“I see… Yes. I don’t believe he’s insane. He knows exactly what he’s doing.” Graves said. “There’s been a lot of destruction in New York City, and with it rumors and fears of Grindelwald. But I know this isn’t his work. I was there in Europe not too long ago. Entirely different. You wouldn’t believe all the rumors about him though. And you… Mr. Dumbledore, you’re becoming quite notable in Britain. Even here, many know your name and your research. Rumors about you are… strange, to say the least. Hardly appropriate for me to mention. Never mind…”

“Ah, those rumors? I’m no stranger to them Mr. Graves. Currently nothing people have said as affected my ability to work, and until it does I see no reason to worry.” Albus said, blue eyes twinkling slightly in the lighting of the room. he was no stranger to rumors. When he was a child he had heard them about his father, and then when he was older for his articles as a Hogwarts student. “You yourself Mr. Graves have amassed quite a reputation. I hope you enjoy your position as an American Auror, I imagine the British may try to steal you away. As for Grindelwald, I’m almost waiting for him to attack Britain.”

“It certainly keeps me busy. I’ll be interested to hear what you think about Ilvermorny. And unbiased analysis of their strengths and weaknesses will do them good. You know how Americans are, I’m sure. Who doesn’t? If you could stay here for some time though, I could use your mind to assist in our present crisis.”

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Graves was silent for a moment as he stared upon Dumbledore (all of his self restraint going toward keeping himself from smiling).

“I would encourage you to keep a thought like that to yourself.” he said and sat back in his seat, closing the folder he’d been looking through. “Do you realize how many people are dying for his cause? And how many more will if he isn’t stopped? It’s a mess… You condone that man? While I do believe there must be more to him… that he’s right in that we all have been wronged for so long, sent into hiding who we are, what we can do…”

“Condone isn’t quite the right word. His ways of going about it are wrong, but the cause itself is reasonable. He seems to have a spark of brilliance, it’s a shame he’s used it in such a way.” Albus said, (trying to keep himself from falling into memories of a summer passed decades ago.) “What I belive must happen is find a way to accomplish what Grindelwald is trying to do, but with less bloodshed.” he elaborated. Sitting up a little straighter. Hand dropping back down to the table. Observing Graves he watched his body language, looking for any keys that his opinions would end in harm for him.

“A spark of brilliance… I’ve never seen much of a description of him. You seem as if you know him. Would you care to share more with me? Why is he like this? How do you know him?”

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Graves was silent for a moment as he stared upon Dumbledore (all of his self restraint going toward keeping himself from smiling).

“I would encourage you to keep a thought like that to yourself.” he said and sat back in his seat, closing the folder he’d been looking through. “Do you realize how many people are dying for his cause? And how many more will if he isn’t stopped? It’s a mess… You condone that man? While I do believe there must be more to him… that he’s right in that we all have been wronged for so long, sent into hiding who we are, what we can do…”

“Condone isn’t quite the right word. His ways of going about it are wrong, but the cause itself is reasonable. He seems to have a spark of brilliance, it’s a shame he’s used it in such a way.” Albus said, (trying to keep himself from falling into memories of a summer passed decades ago.) “What I belive must happen is find a way to accomplish what Grindelwald is trying to do, but with less bloodshed.” he elaborated. Sitting up a little straighter. Hand dropping back down to the table. Observing Graves he watched his body language, looking for any keys that his opinions would end in harm for him.

“A spark of brilliance… I’ve never seen much of a description of him. You seem as if you know him. Would you care to share more with me? Why is he like this? How do you know him?”

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Mm, how unfortunate. I’m afraid- and it may be treason to say so, but G-Grindelwald may have a noble enough goal. The statute of secrecy is problematic, and rather old fashioned. Nothing get’s better if we continue to hide.” Albus said. He very well might just be executed for that opinion. Being deemed as a follower of Gellert Grindelwald was dangerous. “What do you think Mr. Graves? I imagine you must have some opinion other than he’s simply the powerful psychopath the news makes him out to be.” 

Graves was silent for a moment as he stared upon Dumbledore (all of his self restraint going toward keeping himself from smiling).

“I would encourage you to keep a thought like that to yourself.” he said and sat back in his seat, closing the folder he’d been looking through. “Do you realize how many people are dying for his cause? And how many more will if he isn’t stopped? It’s a mess… You condone that man? While I do believe there must be more to him… that he’s right in that we all have been wronged for so long, sent into hiding who we are, what we can do…”