Diana Reid was a lot of things but schizophrenic wasn't one of them. After hearing about the rising pureblood elite movement across the pond, Diana knew it wouldn't be too long before a similar movement became prominent in her home country. Having already fallen in love with and married William Reid, a no-maj, Diana felt no guilt in dropping all ties to the American wizarding community. William Reid of course knew nothing of her magical background because MACUSA still frowned upon relationships with no-majes. She hadn't considered that it would be an issue until she became pregnant, at which point she knew she had to tell her husband. At first he had laughed it off as a joke, until she had showed him some magic at which point he decided she had a psychological problem. The lack of understanding Diana received from her husband led her to do something drastic which hadn't been done since the Salem witch trials.
Diana Reid bound her baby's magical core until such a time as he found his soul mate. In this soul mate, her little Spencer would find his equal, someone who could understand him and accept him for who he was and would become. That was all Diana ever wanted for Spencer, someone who could give him the love and acceptance she hadn't received from her increasingly distant husband.
As Spencer grew older and more socially isolated, she began to regret her action; would he have gained more acceptance in the wizarding world? But then Diana realised that his intelligence would set him apart anywhere and the wizarding world, even here in America, was far too bigoted to accept that someone younger could be the smartest person in the room without even trying. This realisation reaffirmed in her mind that she had done the right thing for her precious little boy.
As it was, said precious little boy was currently sat in the same hospital bed as Hermione Granger attempting to play twenty one questions while waiting for her to be released from the hospital. It is important to note that they were only attempting to play the game because their similar intellects and newly fledged connection meant that each round only took a maximum of three questions before they guessed correctly.
Jason Gideon stood in the doorway to his pseudo-niece's hospital room watching with awe as the two geniuses interacted. It truly was a sight to behold. He considered that he should have been concerned about the constant physical contact they maintained but if he was being honest with himself it didn't matter anywhere near as much as seeing his goddaughter alive and the happiest she had been since before the death of her parents.
"Uncle Gid, tell Spence to stop using the connection to cheat," the giggling which accompanied this statement negated the need to actually do anything about it.
"Mia you are such a hypocrite! You are doing the exact same thing." Spencer retorted through his own laughter. When they had both calmed down sufficiently Gideon informed them that Hermione had been released under the condition of constant supervision.
As Hermione was about to begin protesting Reid interrupted, "Does this mean that I have to leave?"
The question caused an almost palpable tension in the room as the magic of the two geniuses began its protests. Wind began to swirl around both of their heads and the lights in the room began to flicker.
Fortunately Gideon had already recognised their connection and as such was himself unwilling to separate the two. "No, we are all going to my cabin for a while so that we can sort whatever this is," here he motioned between the two, "out."
Gideon found himself in a three way hug with his eighteen year old goddaughter and his twenty one year old co-worker as the magic induced wind ceased and the lights stopped flickering. Despite any qualms he would ordinarily have had about such behaviour it made him feel as he were doing exactly he right thing.
The drive to Gideon's cabin was quiet but not uncomfortably so. Jason was lost in thought about the new connection between Hermione and Spencer. The more he considered it, the more it made sense. Both of them were incredibly intelligent, both had trouble making friends, they were both loyal to a fault to those that earned their loyalty and from the two displays in the hospital it seemed both were magical.
Hermione and Spencer; although both quiet were exploring each other's memories. Since Hermione had Spencer's memories to view she was watching them in her mind as though in a pensieve, randomly switching between memories in no particular order. She was in fact looking for how much he knew of magic since it was evident he didn't realise that some of the accidental magic in the hospital had been his own. Spencer on the other hand, was watching Hermione's memories as though they were a documentary: in chronological order and focussing on why she bumped into him looking as though she had been to hell and back a few times over.
All of a sudden Hermione found it. Spencer's earliest memory and he was still a baby.
"Diana, you need help and I won't let Spencer grow up with a crazy mother, following her crazy beliefs in magic!"
"He won't. Not until the time is right. Then he will know what to believe."
That was all Hermione needed to know; she had spent enough time in the restricted section to know that Spencer's mother had bound his magical core until a predetermined time so that he wouldn't be rejected like she had. It was written in his mother's eyes what she had done.
Spencer, was in his own turmoil watching Hermione in pain over the years. He wasn't aware of what had happened to him in his life because all that mattered was that Mia had been hurt and he hadn't been able to help her. As he saw what happened just before she left England, Spencer's magic began to crackle around him as his fury at one Ronald Weasley grew within him. The reaction of Spencer's magic was violent enough to draw Hermione out of Spencer's memories.
Turning to see him better, she saw that his eyes were flashing gold and knew that if she didn't calm him down he would most likely blow up the SUV. Acting purely on instinct Hermione leant across to Spencer and kissed him hard on the lips. Instantly their magic entwined, forming a cocoon of purple green and gold around them, and witnessing the scene in the rear view mirror, Gideon was forced to stop the car lest he lose control out of shock.
As the light show dissipated, both Hermione and Spencer felt calmer and more at ease. Contrary to this, Gideon was perplexed and decided to voice his confusion. "Hermione, I understand that you have magic, I understand that not all of it will make sense to me as you explain it... but I think your little light show left you both with a more permanent and less-magical gift."
"Uncle Gid, what on earth are you on about?"
Spencer caught on before Hermione and touched her left hand with his left hand to reveal matching wedding band tattoos.
"It would seem as though we are married Mia."
Dun. Dun. Duuuuunnnn...