Gellert Grindelwald never really had any sort of opinion on the idea of marriage. Finding the Deathly Hallows took up too much space in his mind, unlike the silly ideas along the lines of love and marriage. So imagine his surprise when he inherits a wife while under the guise of Percival Graves.

Amelia Mira Graves, formerly Parks, was a healer by blood and by trade. She ran the infirmary of MACUSA like a well oiled machine, able to heal No-Maj and magical injury alike. She was extremely well known for her calm-under-pressure demeanor and ability to charm her way out of just about any trouble. She was also known for spreading herself too thin, as she had before going home and collapsing on the couch this particular day. Sleeping like the dead, she never noticed Grindlewald enter and place a new trunk by the fireplace, where her husband was contained under multiple wards.

Grindelwald only looked towards her when she muttered something in her sleep, quickly taking on Percival's appearance. Skilled in human transfiguration, he didn't need something as silly as polyjuice potion to maintain his guise. Keeping Graves close would prove to now be necessary, as it was only an option before. Attention now on Amelia, he grinned wickedly. A weakness to the Director of Magical Security, how delicious. She was a sweet little thing, petite with an elegant face and long eyelashes brushing her cheekbones. Her dark blonde hair was loose, spilling out behind her. It was longer than the fashionable bob cuts of the day. Her skin held a slight tan and her lips were ruby red, matching the blanket she was curled up under. He definitely didn't miss the gold Gryffindor symbol emblazoned on the blanket.

Kneeling, he brushed a stray lock of hair away from her face, briefly glancing at the small scar on the top of her right cheekbone, just under her eye. She was definitely a pretty little thing. Putting his occlumency to work, he crept inside her mind.

~~They were lying in bed, Percival in a pair of cotton pajama bottoms and Amelia clad only in one of his dress shirts and her glasses, flipping through a No-Maj medicine book. Percival was reading over a report from one of his Aurors, pinching the bridge of his nose before putting the pages down on the bedside table. He plucked the book from Amelia with a smirk, tossing it aside and pulling her on top of him. Amelia giggled, her bright blue eyes sparkling behind her glasses. "All done with your report?" , she asked as she gave a little wiggle on his lap. Percival nodded, having busied himself with unbuttoning the shirt she wore before pulling her down to kiss her, Amelia shedding the shirt and her glasses before the image faded out.~~

Grindelwald smiled to himself. So, the little pet liked physical attention. He could comply with that. Again, he went snooping through her mind.

~~Amelia huffed in annoyance as Percival closed her office door, crossing her arms. "WHAT is it this time, Percy?" Her accent was stronger, due to both her exhaustion and her irritation.

Percival shoved his hands on his pockets, looking at her for a moment. "You need to go home. Rest. You've been working for 3 days, you're dead on your feet, Mellie."

She frowned, glancing at the calendar. He's right, she realized. She'd come in on Tuesday, today was Friday. "I have work to-"

"When's the last time you slept? Mellie, you can't survive on pepper-up potions and cheese." Amelia smiled a little at that. Percy knew her weakness for No-Maj foods all too well.He should though, having known her since they were 17. He approached her, lifting her chin with a finger. The silver wedding band on his hand glinted momentarily in the fire light of her fireplace. Gently, Graves pressed a kiss to his wife's mouth. "Go home, Mellie. Get some sleep. I have to lead a raid and then I'll be home."

Amelia nodded, kissing him back before slipping on her coat.~~

Grindelwald pulled out of her mind as she began to stir. So, she'd been here a few hours at the least. These memories were probably only from this last day or so. That raid had been on his followers, who'd abandoned the place mere minutes before. It had still been the perfect opportunity to snatch Graves. His Aurors had been obliviated, sent back to MACUSA with reports of a no capture while Gellert had snatched up Percival in a medium-sized blue trunk that now sat by the fireplace of her-THEIR living room. Perhaps he'd move it later, but it would definitely remain close.

As Grindelwald continued to stroke her face, Amelia's sapphire eyes fluttered open. A small smile came onto her face as she met the dark eyes of her husband, not the mismatched eyes of the most dangerous terrorists of the wizarding world. "Good morning, Mrs. Graves." , Grindelwald purred.

"Good morning, Mr. Graves." The slight British accent was music to his ears after being subjected to the bluntness of the Americans for so long. "What would you like for dinner?"

Grindelwald chuckled, still stroking her cheek. "Whatever you feel like." Amelia hummed and leaned into his touch momentarily before kissing him and sitting up. Her dress was straight, but her hair, loose and hanging down around her shoulder blades, was slightly tangled from sleep. As she stretched, Gellert turned his touch to her knee, visible from the blanket slipping off the couch.

From what he could tell, the couple were quite affectionate with each other outside of the public eye. He'd seen enough of Graves' memories to know that when they fought, which was rare, they fought hard but always 'made up' even harder. As Amelia rose and moved around him, playfully winking at him as she moved into the kitchen, Gellert smiled to himself. Maybe this being married thing wouldn't be so bad afterall.

AN: So, I watched Fantastic Beasts the other day, and needless to say, I am slightly obsessed. I find Grindlewald interesting, and I have a slight idea where I'm going with this. Suggestions are very welcome! I'll be sure to put any content warnings on the chapters as I go. There WILL be language/violence/sexual content, all that fun stuff because I could imagine Grindlewald having some fun in his role as Percy. Why not, right?