credence barebone and the king of the faeries
The first thing Percival Graves does after being released back into the world is buy a new wand. The Aurors recovered his ebony wand from Grindelwald but Graves can’t even look at it, let alone pick it up. He goes to Greymalkin’s the minute he’s let out of the hospital and tries half a dozen wands. Some spark, a few smoke, but only one really works. The wand that chooses him is raw aspen, whiter than bone and so rough that Graves gives himself a splinter conjuring up a storm of brilliant red birds.
Greymalkin eyes the wand distrustfully. “Eleven and a half inches,” he says, sounding sour. “With a dragon heartstring core. One of Ollivander’s. Shoddy work, if you ask me.”
The wand hums against his fingertips. Graves buys it, tucks it up under his sleeve, and keeps it there, splinters and all, until he manages to fall into a fitful sleep later that night.
The second thing Graves does is quit his job, because honestly.
The third thing Graves does is get jumped by Credence Barebone in an alley.
(Underwent revision; completed 9/12/2018)
15 Nov 2018
The trouble starts at the tailor's, which is strange to even think, let alone experience. A year ago Credence Barebone was happy to have clothes that had holes in just the elbows and knees. Now he doesn't even twitch when Samson, the tailor's excitable apprentice, sticks him with a pin on accident.
It's not the strangest thing that's happened to Credence this year, but it's close.
"So," Samson says cheerfully, pricking Credence again as he pins up some loose fabric around Credence's shoulders, "are you going to the Ball?"
Credence blinks. "I—the Ball?"