Hello hello, it's me. I finally managed to do this chapter, which is kind of a filler chapter because a lot of stuff is about to happen but you know... exposition. Thank you my lovely reviewers CrystalVixen93 and MeassandreRodante: you basically nailed Adriana's thoughts, but lets be real a lot of us would like to *ahem* y'know with Percival Graves. Ahaha yes I will take the potato chip and eat it (sorry Death Note reference :) )

Disclaimer: I mean I think we've all realised I don't own HP or FBAWTFT so yeah.

Chapter 28:

Adriana had somehow convinced Diggory to let Percival come with her. He felt a lot calmer now that he was with her, even if he was absolutely terrified that they might even glimpse Grindelwald. Adriana kept looking at him and smiling in a giddy fashion. She spoke to the French ministry when they arrived via portkey. Percival didn't know that she spoke French. He walked with her, hand in hand, to the hotel. As they entered Percival finally asked.

"You speak French?"

"Yes, my grandmother on my mother's side, she was French." Adriana said a little sadly. "She and my mother taught me."

"You don't... you've never mentioned that before." Percival said. Adriana looked at him and he was surprised to see her eyes were slightly red.

"No, it makes me... sad I guess." She murmured. She opened the hotel room door. Percival followed her in, slipping a hand around her waist for comfort. The room was surprisingly big, Percival didn't think that the ministry would fork out a lot for a couple of nights stay. But Percival saw a slight issue. There was only one bed. And given their new-found relationship Percival wasn't sure if sharing a bed was the best move. Things would be moving too quickly. Percival paused. What was he thinking about? This was not the time or the time place to be thinking about his feelings. They had a job to do. Adriana turned around to face him and kissed him. He let everything go for a moment and enjoyed the feeling of someone wanting him. Of being close to someone. Her arms wrapped around his neck, his around her waist.

"What was that for?" Percival asked when they broke apart.

"For coming with me." Adriana said. Her head rested on his shoulder. "Even though it must be horrible for you." She moved away, smiling, as she started to unpack.

"Anything to keep you safe." Percival said, unpacking himself.

The rest of the day and the next were filled with Adriana and Percival going out to locate the circus and ask about recent activity in the area. A lot of the circus workers were vague and seemed to know exactly what they wanted. Adriana was beginning to get frustrated and Percival felt the same. But he hid it, both of them being frustrated could end badly. Still, Percival couldn't shake the feeling that someone was following them. He thought, though it could just be paranoia, that he saw the same person out of the corner of his eye. Maybe he was imagining things, or maybe one of the circus workers was following them. It wouldn't surprise him. They'd been barred from entering pretty quickly and Percival didn't see how they'd get any information if they couldn't get within five feet of the tents. The only plus side Percival could see was that there had been no sightings of Grindelwald, if the circus workers could be believed. And honestly, in this case, he wanted to believe.

"I don't think we're going to get anything from them if they think we're ministry employees." Adriana said, voicing his thoughts with a sigh.

"We are ministry employees." Percival said pointedly. He counted, he was there on business. Although Paris, often considered the city of love. Maybe he and Adriana could come back when things were a little less... dangerous.

"I know, so I think we need to disguise ourselves." Adriana said. "Play it from another angle."

"I don't think you and I can pull of circus workers." Percival pointed out. Adriana worried her lip slightly.

"Maybe not. But we could play a completely unrelated to the ministry wizarding couple who just happened to hear about the amazing circus." She said slowly. Percival smiled grimly and offered an arm.

"Well then my dear, shall we purchase our tickets?" Adriana frowned.

"Disguises first." She said firmly. It took hours of very skilled wandwork to transform themselves into someone completely different. When Percival looked in the mirror he hardly recognised himself. They'd gone for an elderly couple, so his already greying hair had been turned completely silver. His eyes were no longer brown but blue and had crinkles and wrinkles. He wondered if it was the magic or just his head that made him feel as if he had stiff joints. He saw Adriana. Her hair was grey and her eyes a soft brown. She was still beautiful, but then Percival was biased.

"Ready?" Percival asked, the look of worry clear on his lined face.

"Relax Percival, everything will be fine." Adriana said optimistically. So of course, when they arrived, everything went straight to hell.