Percival Graves had been found, but it wasn't a happy ending for him. Called a traitor by MACUSA and sentenced to death for something he didn't do, Percival must trust someone he's never met to help him through. A multi-chapter fic that tells the story (headcanon by me) of Percival Graves after Grindelwald. Please read, review, favourite and follow, if you like.

All of what Graves was telling her felt like a desperate lie. Iris felt it in her gut, like a sick twisting feeling. Then, her eyes caught sight of the all-to-familiar triangular symbol sticking up from his vest pocket as it flashed silver in the light. Suddenly, Iris stopped breathing and everything became deathly still. This wizard was not Percival Graves. (Graves x OC)

Chasing them again and again through the ages is a tiring task but still you carry on. It leads to the Big Apple, to New York City. Two separate paths, two separate stories Percival Graves x Reader Credence Graves X Reader (Brought over from my AO3 and Tumblr accounts)

A young witch working as a fortune teller at a circus finds a strange man during a midnight stroll around the camp.

Some things we need are right in front of us, though we may not see them immediately. That's why we have subtle tools, assistants that help guide to these things that are otherwise out of sight. Some call it destiny, some call it fate, and others say coincidence. That's what Rey insisted it was when a hysterical pilot rushed in with a seeming broken droid. Modern AU. Starts Damerey