#thread | evan

Once Nathan felt the first pulling of consciousness, he immediately took notice to the pounding pain in his head and the Herculean task it felt like to open his eyes. Letting out a dissatisfied groan, Nate shifted slightly, just enough to start the process of getting up, as he tried to sort out just what happened the night before. He remembered going out with Evan, that much he knew, but what happened after the second club and getting home to his boat was where the gaps in his memory started to appear. Still, he made it home safely, apparently hadn’t brought anyone home with him, or if he had they had already left, and that was something. Knowing he had a potion in the cupboard to cure all his unease, he sung out of bed before he could lose his nerve, tossed on his sweatpants, and made his way towards that part of the boat.

As he neared it, he passed through the living room and heard a groan on his coach. Seeing Evan there, Nate gave him a cocky grin, “Morning sunshine, how’s your head,” his voice just above a whisper despite his arrogant tone. Going into the medicine cabinet, he pulled out two hangover potions, before waving his hand and getting the coffee pot going. Downing the first, he brought the second over to Evan and handed it over to him gracefully, “Here, drink this. You’ll start feeling better in no time.”

Throughout the night, Lily had tried her best to get in touch with every single one of their people. It was vital that they checked in on one another and that she got a head count in regards to who was still in their ranks. It was massively important that they had a good idea on who they could still count on. There were a few people that Lily had known would be in all or nothing from the get go. Then again, she had assumed Peter would be among them and look how well that had turned out. Still, she knew she could count on her three boys, Ren, Marlene, the Rosier siblings, Rabastan, Eleanor, Gemma, and the Kingsley siblings, so she prioritized reaching out to them first. It was vital that they started planning now, rather than just reacting to the chaos that was about to ensue. 

When she saw Evan outside her door, Lily opened the door, stepping out of the way to let him in. “You’re a god damn sight,” she breathed, relief clear in her tone of voice. As soon as he was inside, Lily pulled him into a tight hug. “Right, are you okay? Are Nellie and Bas alright?” she asked, still not entirely letting up. 

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Of all the places for them to be sent to, Dirk thought there had to be some form of irony in the fact that it was France; Paris to be specific. Since the night of the gala, when Dirk received a plethora of drunk texts, the pair hadn’t made much contact with one another. Despite the hilarity of the situation, Dirk hadn’t brought it up to Evan at all, nor even hinted about it in a teasing manner. Part of him wanted to, but something told him that Evan didn’t get to experience those kind of moments often enough, and he didn’t want to be the reason that the other boy stopped. 

Upon arriving at the hotel, he realized that they gave him one of two room keys, both going to the same room. He knew that the Ministry had been tightening up their budget, but he had expected them to make him and Evan share a room. Still, he wasn’t going to complain - they were here for business - so he made his way up to the hotel room. Dirk used his key to unlock the door and gave a warm smile at the only other person that could be occupying the room already. 

“It seems our budget has been cut. Hopefully you don’t mind sharing.” 

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For the most part, Dirk would consider himself to be a people person. Working with foreign ministries meant he had to be open and understanding with people, as well as willing and able to compromise and defuse conflicts that sometimes arose. Despite not liking conflict, Dirk was ridiculously good at dealing with it. For that reason, he was often put on the projects that were of more importance and required a level of tact to them. 

This wasn’t the first time he’d been around Evan Rosier, but it was the first time they were working together directly. However, after the attack, people were calling for an update in laws, and with that came meeting with other ministries to confer. Truthfully, Dirk was thankful that he was put on this assignment for a multitude of reasons, but it also allowed him to know what was happening and how the other countries were handling things. 

Instead of going to his own office, he made his way to Evan’s. They were going to have to talk about strategy and the culture before actually heading over to France. As they could be easily offended, Dirk thought it would be best to go over these things sooner rather than later. Straightening his shoulders, Dirk gave a knock on the opened door but stayed near the doorway, “If you’ve got a minute, we should go over the France assignment.” 

Green eyes narrowed into hardened slits as her partner walked into the interrogation room. Her hands instinctively curled into fits, but as they were cuffed to the table there was little she could do. The blood on her knuckles had dried, and underneath the bruises started to form. Betrayal rippled through her as she stared down the man she’d called her partner for the past year. Lily had been within her rights; she’d given an order to the civilian and his rebellion and interference was grounds for obstruction of justice. Though throwing a fist wasn’t the best way to handle the situation, it was hardly a case of obstruction of justice, and Lily would be damned if she went down without a fight. 

“Where is Remus Lupin?” the man asked, and a sneer formed on her face as her suspicions were confirmed. They were using her as a scape goat to get at the uprising. “How should I know? I’ve been in Azkaban all morning, in case you forgot” Lily answered, unable to keep the bitterness out of her words. Truthfully, Lily didn’t know where he was; for this reason exactly. She’d sent him the warning, and told him to disappear for a while. Part of her hoped that he’d found Alecto, but she found comfort in the fact that she hadn’t seen her thus far - maybe she hadn’t been caught yet. 

“Your witty responses aren’t going to help you right now, Evans. Let me ask again, Where is Remus Lupin? While we’re at it, where is Alecto Carrow?” he asked. Lily shook her head, giving him a hard look. 

“I’ve already told you; I don’t know. I was called into the ministry early this morning, and then put into the field. You’ve been with me all morning, until you had me arrested of course,” Lily answered. 

“Evans - the person you’re going to make this more difficult for is yourself” he started, “Eventually, you’ll have to confess.” 

Confess. The word suffocated her as it caused a level of panic and rage to flame through her. It wasn’t just Remus they were trying to pin this on, but her as well. Lily wanted to scream at them to use their heads, to look past their blatant hatred fueled actions, and open their fucking eyes. The red head knew she was in for an even longer day. All she could do was hope that someone would know she’d been arrested and sent help.

“I won’t confess to something I am not guilty of. If you think the Uprising is behind this, then you’re already failing this investigation.”