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He was hardly surprised an auror tracked him down. It happened on the odd occasion, nothing he couldnāt deal with. Ignoring the blood that trickled down his chin, the vampire gave him a smile.Ā āI aināt in any trouble, am I?ā His tone was feigned innocence.Ā
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She hadnāt meant to be late to class, in fact, she had prided herself for always being on time, but today seem to be one of those days where everything that could go wrong, will.Ā
It was a simple enough explanation, really, she had fallen asleep in the greenhouse among her favorite plants. The remnant of leaves stuck to her sweater and skirt but there was no time to deal with it now.Ā
Nev entered the class room to see a tall, handsome man. She was disappointed, if she was being honest. A small shred of her was hoping it would Professor Lupin--how she wanted him to return. He was her favorite professor by far.Ā
āI-Iām sorry.ā Nev began as she made her way to her seat, her cheeks flushing pink as all eyes fell upon her.Ā āI-Iām Nev Longbottom...sir.āĀ
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āUntil an hour before the Devil fell, Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā God thought him beautiful in Heaven.ā
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āBack then, I lied when I told you I didnāt love you. You needed to move on from meā I needed to protect you from me.ā
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He canāt even look at the man. The angerĀ swirls up inside him, he feels it in his gut.Ā Something angry and hateful building up.Ā Nails digging into the palms of his softĀ scarred hands. What did he do to deserve this? To beĀ pushed away and pulled back again?Ā Credence had continued to tell himselfthat he needed distance from the man,Ā especially after the rejection. It stillĀ stung at times, Credence had never feltlove for anyone as stong as he had forĀ Graves.Ā Finally words find their way out ofĀ the swirling madness within him.Ā Ā Ā āAnd now...what do you want now?āĀ

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āThis whole time Iāve been using you to make me feel better, and you never caught on. You never caught on. I want you to hate me now, but I donāt think youāre even able to.ā
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Credence feels the pulse of anger rollĀ through him. Something boiling up butĀ not spilling over quite yet. He wants toĀ hate Graves too. He wants to be ableĀ to destroy him and make him no more.Ā To make him pay for this betrayal. HeĀ canāt. He canāt hate the man whoād beenkind to him, who had whispered sweetĀ things and false promises. He canātĀ hate him, it makes him feel weak.Ā Ā Ā Ā āI should...I should be able to.āĀ Why canāt he? Why continue to let thesebad people hurt him and expect lovefrom the same hands. He feels anĀ ache in his chest. Tears rolling downĀ his cheeks. Why was he so weak?Ā Percival Ā was all he had now, if heĀ even had that anymore.Ā
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Credence hates when Percival is likeĀ this, and it's become more commonĀ as time went on. The more he drankĀ the nastier he got, even on days likeĀ today. The young man tried to countĀ his blessings, like when Percival wasĀ himself. Thereās a thin line of who heĀ was and who he is now, and Credence is beginning to have a hard time seeing past that blur.Ā His head lowered when the man shotĀ back at him, let him go on his angryĀ tirade. The words stung, and it makesĀ him feel guilty for even bringing it up.Ā Ā Ā Ā āI didnāt yell.āĀ It was all he could say at first as theĀ guilt settled in his stomach, as theĀ emotional pain crumbled down inside him. He finds himself apologizing, heĀ didnāt want to ruin the evening anymore than the man already had. He swallows down the bitter anger.Ā
Ā Ā Ā ā...I-I know, Iām sorry.āĀ