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Gideon knew something was wrong the second he woke. His line of work had put him in some interesting situations, especially one’s where he was used to waking up to danger. He tried to piece the memories of last night back together when he realised – this wasn’t work. He’d been with Evan. 

Panic instantly bubbled within his chest as he stirred, eyes flitting around the room until he noticed a figure walking towards him. One he was familiar with. A sigh of relief let his lips, as he blinked up at his husband, leaning into his touch slightly. “You’re okay,” He whispered breathlessly, before sitting up with a wince. “Something’s definitely wrong,” He murmured, looking at the other with wide eyes. “Who the hell would take us?” 

Evan wouldn’t go as far as to say he was completely helpless; he’d always been good at dueling and fighting, he just prefered not to do it. Regardless, he felt safer knowing his husband was there, he’d certainly be more prepared than he was, due to his job. And if anything really was to happen, then at least he’d die next to him. 

As Gideon leaned into his hand, Evan ran his thumb softly over the other’s cheek. “Yeah, I’m alright.” He reassured the other, a frown on his face as Gideon winced. “Are you?” He asked back, moving to sit next to the other. Evan couldn’t help the small scoff that left his lips when his husband asked him who it could be. “Are you joking? I can make you a list, if you want, but that might take a little too much time, can’t promise we’ll still be alive by the time I’m done.”

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Remus frowned as he noticed how nervous the other seemed to be. Why would Stu– Oh. Now that he thought about it, Remus had been pretty cryptic about inviting his boyfriend up to the quietest place of that castle to “talk”. Stu probably thought he was going to break up with him. “You know we’re okay right?” Remus murmured softly, taking a breath as he stepped forwards, cautiously reaching for the other’s hands as he took them in his own. 

“I need you to believe me, okay?” Remus asked, voice trembling. He had an entire speech planned out, had written it probably about seven times before he thought it was good enough. He’d wanted to ease Sturgis into it. However, instead of the speech he’d prepared, his nerves got the better of him and all that blurted from his lips was —- “I’m a werewolf.” 

His eyes widened as the words left his lips, and he instantly dropped the other’s hands, stumbling backwards slightly – almost as if he was preparing himself for a negative reaction. 

Stu was chewing on his lips as Remus moved closer. His eyes glanced down as he took his hands, staring at them for a moment. He liked the sensation, and he couldn’t stop thinking that this could be the last time. “Are we, though?” He asked after taking a deep breath, finally looking up at his boyfriend. Boyfriend. How much longer would he be able to refer to the other in that way now?

But his thoughts were cut short when Remus spoke again, prompting him to nod his head in agreement. He needed to stop imagining this scenario, and let it unfold. Clearly, the other had prepared something, so he’d better just... let him do it. But then he spoke again, and this... wasn’t what he’d expected. At all. The thought didn’t even come close to his mind once.

“What?” He let out as a reflex, a frown slowly pulling on his face. Not only was this not what he’d expected, at all, he also wasn’t sure he’d understood. Or what Remus even meant by that. So he just stared at the other, lips slightly parted, before repeating himself with a tinge more of confidence. “What?”

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A fond smile tugged at Gideon’s lips as he watched the two interact. Gid wasn’t sure how he’d gotten so lucky. If you’d have told him years ago he’d have a family with Evan Rosier, he’d have laughed in your face. He never thought anyone would actually put up with him long enough to start a family, but somehow, he’d found his soulmate in Evan, and he wouldn’t change it for the world.

“Well, yes, but until you walk back through the door, I’m her favourite,” Gideon teased, before letting out a laugh. “Oh does it now?” He mused, wiping some off his cheek before spreading it across Evan’s with a grin. “Hmm, I think it looks better on you too, don’t you agree, Sunny?” Gideon turned towards Hannah, the smile never once fading from his lips as Evan wrapped his arm around him, causing him to lean into his husband. “Well, luckily for us, Winnie came over earlier with a whole bunch of leftovers since I’m pretty sure she knows I can’t really cook and figured you’d be tired. I can clean up this, heat them up and then we can have an early night watching movies?” He suggested, pressing a brief kiss to the other’s lips.

A small laugh left his lips as Gideon spoke. “Yeah, sure. I think she just says that to make you happy.” He joked. Evan knew Hannah liked both of them, he even once caught her calling Gideon her dad. His heart melted when he heard it, not that he let his husband know about it. He turned to look at Hannah after getting the flour on his face, grinning. “You know, I think she just likes flour on everyone’s face.” He said after the girl calmed down from giggling.

A small sigh of relief left his lips when Gideon said Winnie had prepared some food for them. He was far too tired to cook, and he definitely wouldn’t trust his husband to prepare something... decent. “She’s not wrong. You definitely can’t cook.” He teased. He lingered by Gid’s lips for a moment, eyes closed, small smile on his lips. “Yeah, I’d like that.” He finally answered, pulling away slightly so he could look at the other. “I should probably shower, actually.”

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Fabian’s breath hitched as her finger tips dances across the the scar that stretched across his chest. “Doe,” He murmured softly, teeth tugging on his bottom lip as his gaze bore into hers. The occasional time he’d wondered about taking his shirt off in front of Doe, he’d had … hoped it would have been in a different situation that having to change because his nightmare of a twin thought it would be hilarious to throw water at him. 

“It’s hideous,” He murmured quietly, gaze dropping to the floor. He knew he had no reason to be ashamed, but he hated it. It was a constant reminder of what had happened to him and Gideon a few years ago, a memory he was eager to forget. Still, the girl seemed to keep tracing. “Doe?” He questioned, his thumb reaching out to caress her cheek as he cupped her face, a gesture far too intimate between friends. 

Dorcas wasn’t sure what got into her. But the moment her eyes settled on the scar, it was just stronger than her. Softly, her hands went on to trace the lines, perhaps a little too softly for just friends. She didn’t react when he said her name, far too focused on her task, and lost in her thoughts. She just couldn’t help but wonder if her own actions form the past had lead to people bearing similar marks now. She hated having to think it was the case.

It’s hideous. While she didn’t reply right away, a small frown pulled on her face, shaking her head softly. Her fingers moved slower across his scar, up until they stopped the moment he touched her face. It was only then that she realize what she’d done, and on any other day she’d push him away, apologize, and then run away. But for once, she wanted to do something a little scarier and didn’t push him away. Instead, she slowly looked up at him, biting her lips for a brief moment. “I don’t think it is.”

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As the first rays of sun entered the room, Marlene’s eyes opened up. She’d been awake for a while, but was just waiting for the appropriate time to actually open her eyes and start the day. Quite frankly, she didn’t want it to start because that’d mean having to get out of bed, and she was very comfortable lying next to her wife. Wife. It had barely been a little over a day since they actually got married, and she had a feeling she’d never get over how nice it felt to say it.

Slowly, her hand moved to go brush against Winnie’s hair, a small smile on her lips. And it only increased slightly when she saw the other slowly waking up. “Good morning, wifey.” She started, smile quickly turning into a grin. Yeah, maybe waking up wasn’t so bad after all, if it meant she got still spend time with her.

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Wyatt’s eyes widened, teeth tugging on his lower lip as he looked at the other. “I-you-what?” He stammered, cheeks flushing bright red. He’d only met the other a handful of times, bumped into him on rare occasions that Evan had invited him over. Wyatt wasn’t stupid, he knew the familiar beginnings of a crush were starting to form. Not that he could help himself, the other was far too attractive for it to be deemed fair. 

Still, his last relationship didn’t exactly end well, and he was entirely sure he wasn’t the other’s type. That, and he barely knew the other. So, he had planned to avoid him until the crush went away. Except, Evan wasn’t entirely great at telling him when guests were round (he wasn’t entirely sure Evan always invited them, so much as they just showed up) and that lead to now. The boy uttering those words, and Wyatt flushed like a tomato. 

“Yeah, like... Ok, so, it was weird. People were telling me ‘oh, you and Rosier uh?’ And I just thought they meant your brother because... well, I just talk to him more. But then I got home and you were there. Then I woke up.” Simeon explained before giving the other a small shrug. “I’m guessing by Rosier, they meant you, so, I did have a dream about you.”

It was only once he was done talking that he realized just how red Wyatt had gotten. And a small playful grin appeared on his face for a moment. “Are you okay there? You look like you’re trying to morph into a tomato.” He joked. “Although, I think that color suits you. You should try wearing it more often.”

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Evan’s first thought when he started to wake up was that he certainly drank far too much since h couldn’t remember making it home, or even having dinner. His second thought was that the bed was surprisingly hard and cold. And that’s when he realized he wasn’t in bed, and that he never even made it to dinner. Quickly, he rose until he was sitting up, eyes looking around to try and figure out where he was. But nothing about the place was familiar.

Well, apart from the other body lying not too far. That one, he would always recognize - it looked like home. But there was still some fear bubbling inside of him, so he approached slowly at first. Part of him was terrified he’d find the other boy not breathing anymore, making him apprehend the moment he be beside him. But as he got close enough, he realized it as all in his head, and the other was definitely alive.

Evan made the last few steps quickly, a small sigh escaping his lips as he took a place next to the other. “Gideon.” One of his hands moved to brush some hair off his husband’s face, his hand lingering on his cheek for a moment. He didn’t care that he was probably in danger - most definitely was in danger -, all that really mattered was that he was with him. But after a moment, he moved his hand to the other’s shoulder, shaking it. “Gideon, I think something’s wrong.”

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There was no way Emrys could avoid him now, and Alastor knew that. “Mhm sure,” He scoffed, trying to joke but it fell flat. As the other spoke, Emrys rolled his eyes. “Right. Since when do you care if I avoid you? Besides, I’ve been busy,” He lied. 

His teeth tugged on his lower lip as he brushed past the other to fiddle with various objects on the desk as distraction. “Besides, thought you were too busy shagging my brother,” The bitter words slipped from his lips before he could stop them, and his eyes widened slightly. Shit. 

“Look, everything’s fine. We’re fine. I’m fine. Just, go home Al. I’ve got a shift, and Gideon will be here in a bit and I’m gonna have to listen to him wax poetry about Rosier’s eyes for the next eight hours so I need time to mentally prepare myself,” He joked lamely.

His eyes narrowed ever so slightly as the other spoke. Something felt off, he wasn’t sure what exactly just yet but he was determined to find out what it was. “So you are avoiding me.” He pointed out after Emrys was done speaking. “I’m mostly concerned, I didn’t know you could survive that long without seeing me.” He added with a slight smirk after.

His eyebrows quickly raised when Emrys mentioned Cain; seems like he got his answer. “That’s why you were avoiding me.” It wasn’t a question, based on hos the other reacted, that was a fact. “Besides, that once. And we were drunk.” Well, he probably wouldn’t say no if he was drunk and the occasion came again, but he wasn’t craving for more.

Alastor gave his friend a slow now as he spoke, still not convinced this conversation was over, despite how badly Emrys clearly wanted it to be. “Well, I can’t say he’s wrong. As much as I dislike Rosier, his eyes are... quite pretty.” He teased, taking everything out of him not to make a face at the thought of Rosier. “You know, I haven’t seen Gideon in a while, maybe I’ll just wait for him too.” He added.

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Panic bubbled in Gideon’s chest as the memories replayed in his head over and over again. His fingers curled around the sheets, a whimper escaping his lips as he remembered every awful second of what happened. “No, please,” He murmured, a tear spilling down his cheek as he tossed and turned.

Another whimper escaped his lips as he vaguely felt pressure on his chest, the face of his tormentor blurring a little as a familiar voice rang out. Gid, wake up. Wake up, wake up, wake up.

At the feeling of the other pulling him closer, Gideon’s eyes snapped open, breathing heavily as his eyes darted around to assess his surroundings. His breathing slowed as Evan nuzzled against him, a sigh of relief escaping his lips as he sank back into the pillows. “I’m sorry,” He croaked, voice hoarse. “I- I thought I was over it.”

Evan honestly didn’t care if Gideon actually woke up or not; he just wanted him to calm down, chase that bad dream away. When he saw it was working, he thought maybe it was time he fell back asleep as well. He’d just found a comfortable spot, face buried in the other’s neck, nearly fully lying on top of him, when Gid spoke. He took a moment before he said anything, his breathing adjusting to the other’s. “Don’t worry about it.” His voice was muffled by the fact he still had his face pressed against the other’s skin, but he didn’t want to move from there.

Still, he did after another long moment like this, slightly pushing himself up so he could look at his husband. “Are you gonna be okay?” He really just wanted to go back to sleep, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to until he knew the other was fine. Not that he knew how to help. “I can make tea, if you want. Or we can... talk?” Evan silently cursed at himself after the words came out. He really was terrible at this, but he was trying, wasn’t that enough? 

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Amber lightly tapped her fingers on her near empty glass. As much as she would prefer to be at one, working on a painting, she also knew she probably should go out. Meeting new people... it really wasn’t so bad, was it? She had a few friends, but certainly, meeting new people could give her new possible customers as well. And she definitely needed that.

But a date... a date was different. More personal, and she wasn’t sure she liked the idea of it. But she wanted to trust her friend; if she thought it was a good idea, then Amber would do it. And she was starting to get lonely, so maybe it really wasn’t so much of a bad idea.

Except when she saw the other person arrive, she couldn’t help but to let out a chuckle. “Abbott... sit down and have a drink, will you?” She asked, picking up an empty glass to fill it up for him. And if he didn’t want it, then she’d just drink it, she had no problem with that. In any case, maybe this night would actually turn out to be entertaining.

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Hannah couldn’t think the day could get any better. Not only did she marry the love of her life, everyone seemed to be genuinely happy. Even her dad, which was something she never thought would happen. He hadn’t been the same since the war ended, and she’d been worried about him. But seeing him with his husband, she knew he’d be fine, and it’s what really mattered. 

She’d been so focused, looking at her dads being happy, that she hadn’t noticed the person approaching. The smile hadn’t left her lips from the moment she woke up that morning, and it didn’t either when she turned to look at who it was; if anything, it grew even bigger. “Hey,” she said softly, even if she knew he wouldn’t be able to hear her. A few years back, she didn’t even think she’d one find the courage to even just ask for a date, but here they were now. Her smile softened as she laced her arms around his neck, moving in to press a soft kiss on his lips.

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Evan wasn’t sure what hit the ground first: his wand, or the now lifeless body of his uncle. He felt sick, so sick he didn’t feel any of the physical pain anymore. But this was different than when he ended Juliet’s mother; he didn’t feel as guilty as he did them, but whether he liked it or not, that man was family. And now he was dead. By his hand. One of the last few relatives he had.

Once the original shock passed, after a long moment, Evan broke his gaze from his uncle’s body. He felt lost, taking him a moment to remember where he was, why he was there. And when he did, he instantly tried look around for the other people he knew would still be around. He didn’t even bother picking up his wand before he walked away; it had already served too many times to end lives, and if it was only for him, he’d never use it again.

It didn’t take him very long until he found her, and the first thing he did was to collapse on the ground. Because he wasn’t relieved to see she was fine, but also because the adrenaline was slowly leaving and everything was starting to hurt. He didn’t want to move, even if he knew he’d have to sooner or later. But for now he just stayed there, only moving to turn his head in her direction. “Are you okay?”

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Evan wasn’t sure what possessed him to go to a pub; he didn’t even like drinking, and going there alone? He just looked desperate. But he’d felt... off, since telling Gideon they were just friends. It certainly wasn’t how he felt, but he didn’t want to allow himself to get close to someone again, only to see them die. So maybe he did feel like drinking when he got there, but he’d been sat in the same spot, sipping the same beer for the past two hours, and quite frankly, it was warm and tastes bad at this point.

He should go home. He should’ve gone home long ago. But the familiar shape of the very person he was trying to forget walking in stopped him from doing so. But what made it worse was when the other started flirting with other people. He wasn’t jealous. Or at least, he was trying to convince himself he wasn’t, but he couldn’t help staring. And every second of it made him feel worse.

He was almost glad when someone sat next to him, forcing him to break his gaze from the scene. Except, when he saw it was Emrys, he knew the situation wasn’t about to get better. He really wasn’t in the mood for that, but he knew Emrys wasn’t going to stop himself from poking at him. So he brought the glass to his lips, pulling a face at the terrible taste of the warm beer.

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Okay, so perhaps he was avoiding Moody – and, yeah he was definitely doing it on purpose. He thought it would be fine, when Cain had drunkenly blurted out that he’d slept with Emrys’ best friend. It was totally fine. Emrys was completely over his crush. 

Except, as it turns out, he wasn’t. Feelings he’d pushed down came rushing to the surface. Now usually, Emrys wasn’t one to shy away from his feelings. Except this could ruin possibly one of the best friendships in his life, just because Moody didn’t like him back. He wasn’t about to risk that. 

Slipping into the office, Emrys was glad for the peace – glad to be alone. However, as he turned around, he realised he was face to face with the one person he was trying to avoid. “Bloody Hell, Al, are you trying to kill me?” He muttered, purposely not meeting the other’s gaze as he looked around the office.

Something was definitely off. Alastor couldn’t remember the last time Emrys didn’t speak to him for such a long period. Actually, he couldn’t remember Emrys not talking to him at all. He tried to ask Cain, or even some other Abbotts, but they all didn’t give him a very clear answer. And the only person that could answer him was... hard to find.

It felt like he was always missing him by a few seconds, and he was tired of it. Quite frankly, it looked like he was just straight up avoiding him. But that wasn’t going to last for long, knowing well enough it wouldn’t be able to avoid him if they were both at the office. So he waited after his shift ended. He knew Emrys was scheduled after him, so it’s not like he could run away. And he waited for a moment until the other finally showed up.

“I wasn’t.” He stated, a small frown forming on his face as he took a step closer. “But if that could get you to stop avoiding me, maybe I should start trying to murder you.” He proposed. And despite the fact he sounded serious, he was joking about it. Surely, Emrys would be able to tell.

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I’m sorry I just don’t love you anymore. The words were ringing in his ears, hadn’t stopped since they’d been uttered almost three hours ago. Clearly, his boyfriend hadn’t been on the same page as he had been, even though they’d been dating for two years. I’m seeing someone else, have been for a couple of months. 

Finn slammed the empty shot glass back down on the bar, eyes narrowing at it as the bartender simply shook his head and refilled it. “Bloody arsehole,” He muttered under his breath, slamming back another shot. He’d briefly thought about going to his mother, she usually knew the words that would ease the heartache – but she had enough on her plate lately. She’d not been the same since she’d lost her wife, and well, Finn hadn’t been either. It was a few years ago now, but the pain never really seemed to ease. Which was how he’d ended up in the bar, far too many shots of firewhiskey later.

Hearing someone pull at the barstool next to him, his eyes cut towards the other - a groan slipping from his lips at the familiar face. Just who he needed to see right now. Jaden Vane. “I swear to bloody Merlin, Vane, if you’re here to start shit, I’m not in the mood,” He muttered, words slurring together as he waved over the bartender again before gesturing at his empty glass.

Going to the bar on Friday night was always the highlight of his week. He didn’t hate his job, far from it, but only on Friday nights could he allow himself to let loose. He usually tried to go to different bars every week - spice it up a little, see different people. But there were just so many bars in town, he’d sometimes go back to his favorites. Which is what he did that night.

Jaden had barely just walked in that someone by the counter had caught his attention. The person seemed familiar, not that he made much of a deal as he walked closer. He wasn’t really the type to waste time before approaching someone, and it sure helped that the other was at the counter - he definitely needed a few drinks himself. And then he got close enough to actually recognize the other man. He knew he shouldn’t, but... it could be entertaining.

There was a small smirk on his lips as he sat next to Finn, his eyes not leaving the other’s face one second. “Me? Starting shit? Please, I never do that, Abbott.” He said, only then turning to the barmaid to order himself a drink. “It’s not my fault you just don’t like my face.” He winked at the barmaid when she slipped the drink in his direction, his fingers wrapping around the glass before taking a sip. “What’s got your knickers in a twist now?”

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Something abruptly shifted in the bed, and for a moment, Evan thought it might have been Hannah who just snuck her way in there. But the movement didn’t stop there, and he knew it couldn’t be Hannah - she’d usually just slide in and stop moving almost instantly. And with a frown pulling on his face, Evan rolled over, carefully at first in case his daughter really was there.

But she wasn’t. And once his eyes got accustomed to the dark, he saw it was his husband stirring around. He knew what was going on; it wasn’t the first time it happened to him, to either of them really. Slowly, he moved closer, his hand reaching to rest on Gideon’s chest. “Hey,” he started softly, not wanting to startle him. “Gid, wake up.” He added, a little more insistent. 

Evan wasn’t sure it was working, really, so he let his arm slide all the way across to Gideon’s side, pulling him closer. And softly, he pressed a kiss on the other’s shoulder. “It’s okay...” He whispered, nuzzling his head in the crook of his neck. “I’m here.” He wasn’t even sure Gideon was awake, or was even hearing him, but it felt good to say it. And Gideon seemed to have calmed down, it was all that really mattered.

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A welsh curse word slipped from her lips as he squeezed her hand, the breath she’d been holding in escaping with it. “Merlin, Ev, you scared me,” She murmured, before letting out a weak laugh. “Well there’s probably easier ways to do it. Just ask Cain, or Emrys.” Winnie mused, shaking her head. “Don’t worry though, Finn’s doing a fantastic job of turning me grey at the age of twenty six,” Her nose wrinkled, but a smile played at her lips at the mention of her son. 

“Gid went after them, you know,” She told him gently, gaze dropping down to where her hand was still clasped around him. “I’ve seen him angry before, Ev, but this was a whole other level.” Chewing at her lip again, she forced herself to look up at him. “He went off with Cain and Emrys, I think they might have also dragged Stu and Moody, honestly. They’re gonna get who did this.”

Evan gave her a small smile as she spoke. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to.” Well, he should’ve known something like that would happen one day, but he’d been doing so fine until now, he was starting to believe no one would come for him. Apparently, he was wrong. “Yeah, kids tend to do that to you.” He said, instantly thinking about Hannah. And about how she just witnessed all of that. And he hated to think about how she reacted to it.

His eyes drifted away when she mentioned Gideon. “I know.” No one told him, but this was his husband, of course he went after whoever did it. And he was almost scared of him getting hurt. Because this was his fault, he knew it. “Winnie... it’s all my fault.” He started, closing his eyes so he didn’t have to look at her. “I went to the aurors a few days ago, talked to Moody. I told him everything I know.” He lowered his voice before speaking again, only then looking at her. “You-know-who might be dead, but he had loyal followers until the end. He still does. And they don’t like snitches.” He knew this wouldn’t be a one time incident. They’d come back for him, and maybe they go for his family next. He was a liability to them, and Evan just thought about that time he tried to run away, and he didn’t feel so far from doing it again.