Credence was standing on the other side of the street when he saw Perival Graves. He looked up the street before walking to an alley with him.

There they had a short conversation but little did either of them know that a girl was staring intently at the pair of them.

Emily stood with her ribs against the wall on her tippy toes, listening to their every word. The man moved forward to hug Credence. He hugged him with one hand against his neck which she thought looked more controlling than friendly... or romantic?!

She pushed that thought away. Credence Barebone wasn't gay.

She peered around the wall. The man walked down to the end of the alley way, although it was dark, she knew she saw him take out a wand to appearate.

She gasped. Maybe a little too loud...

"Emily!" Credence said. "You weren't sopposed to see that!"

She could tell he was full out panicking now as she walked toward him.

"I can see that. Did he have a wand?" She looked around him.

He put his pointer finger to her lips. "Sh. Please don't," he was looking her completely in the eyes, "you'll get me in trouble."

She looked him in the eyes. The world seemed to stop. As the two of them stared at each other the world seemed to stop around them. Nothing else mattered at that exact moment. Before Emily or Credence could figure out what was happening his mother called out.

"Credence!" He flinched.

"See you later," was the last thing she heard from him.