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Except when they show it to Graves, he goes white, snatches it from their hands, and disApperates. Newt figures out what has happened before anyone else does; his eyes go wide, and he follows the other man’s disapparation trail blindly, hoping, hoping that he’s in time – He arrives on a beach and doesn’t stop to think before launching himself forward, tackling Graves to the sand just before the other man dives into the waves. (Part 2/?)
Graves’ mother was a selkie. His father hid their skins a long, long time ago, and Percival had given up hope of ever finding his again – but Grindelwald managed it. Somehow. And now – now, his family is dead, his colleagues couldn’t tell the difference between him and a psychopathic murderer, he’s hurt, he’s tired, people /glare/ at him on the streets, he just wants it to be over, and the sea is calling, calling, he wants to go to the home he’s never known and always wanted… (Part 3/?)
Newt is there, though. Newt, who tells him that life on land is worth living. That he doesn’t have to throw his human life away. That he can be a creature of two worlds, that he doesn’t have to make a choice…Graves doesn’t know why he chooses to believe the magizoologist. But he does. (Part the Last)
First, this idea is gorgeous, second, I am questioning how in all the Hells did Grindelwald manage to get his hands on Graves’ skin, and three, well.
Maybe there is a little something in the Scamander blood line that Graves doesn’t know about.
Like calls to like, after all. >D
