It was past midnight and almost every guest had gone. We were receiving the last few congratulations from people who were just about to leave.

''So,'' Grindelwald said, rubbing the back of his head. I turned to him, curious about what he had to say.

He wore a guilty expression which I  noticed almost the entire evening after our little disagreement.

''I might have overreacted a bit about that not dancing twice with other men. I shouldn't tell you what to do and what not to do. You're free to make your own decisions and I'm sorry,'' he said softly.

I smiled at him and took his hand. ''I get it. I would become jealous as hell if I'd see you dance with another girl.''

''Woman,'' he corrected, a small smirk creeping on his face. I chuckled and pecked his lips. ''Let's go for a walk through town,'' he said intertwining our fingers. ''Aren't you afraid people might see us?'' I asked anxiously as we made our way out of the house.

He shook his head. ''And what if they do? We leave a fake trail for them. They'll think we're vested in England.''

I smiled, still feeling a little uncomfortable nonetheless. He sighed. ''Fine, if you don't feel safe enough, we'll use disguising spells.''

He took out his wand and waved it in the air. A strange sensation came over me as we were disguised by magic.

''Shall we?'' Grindelwald asked offering me his arm. I smiled and took it. ''We shall.''

We were walking through the quiet streets and enjoying each other's company. We had lost track of time but we both didn't mind and we just kept walking.

''I still can't believe you organized a ball for me,'' I said snuggling up against his shoulder. ''When will you learn I will do anything for you?'' he asked, placing an arm around me and pulling me close.

We heard a loud drunk voice near us. And at first we just ignored it, but then I heard a second, familiar voice say, ''Why doesn't anyone have any information about where she is? Has no one seen her since that night?'' It was a woman's voice and I was straining to link the voice to a face. But before I got the chance, they rounded the corner in front of us and we stood face to face with Jacob Kowalski, Tina Goldstein and Newt Scamander.

At first, I was glad that I told Grindelwald to use disguising spells, but then I felt anger rise inside of my chest as I remembered what that creature lover had done to Owyn.

I felt Grindelwald tense and I knew he was aware of my anger. ''My apologies, ma'am,'' Newt said softly. ''Hey, she's pretty,'' Jacob said suddenly. I noticed the slurring in his voice and I turned to him, a look of shock, surprise and hurt on my face.

I knew he was drunk, but right then I felt really bad for Queenie. ''Keep your thoughts to yourself, Jacob,'' Tina hissed sideways.

She was staring at Grindelwald while I knew she couldn't have recognized him, I still felt a little anxious. If she had she would jump up to cast spells and curses. ''It's a lovely night for a stroll isn't it?'' Grindelwald said faking a British accent, and a smile.

''Me and my fiancee thought so and we went out to gaze at the stars. We were just on our way back, right, darling?'' he asked throwing me a sideways glance.

''Right,'' I said through gritted teeth. I had to contain my anger. But then the image of the half-dead Owyn entered my mind and I couldn't help but lunge at Newt. ''You hurt my best friend,'' I spat trying to hit him.

He was surprisingly quick which only frustrated me because I took him completely by surprise and he yelled, ''What are you talking about!'' He tried to stop me and grabbed my arms. I tried to kick him but Grindelwald wrapped his arms around me holding me tightly.

''Calm down,'' he said sternly. Tina and Jacob were watching us anxiously. ''Wow! That girl. Man, Newt. You really attract all the pretty girls,'' he said amazed and a soft hiccup followed.

Jacob had made me furious by saying this. He was supposed to love Queenie until the end, and here he stood, flirting with me.

''I'm going to kill you!'' I shouted lunging at Jacob now instead of Newt.

I had managed to break free from Grindelwald's grip and now gripped Jacob's throat tightly. Gellert came up behind me, trying to stop me, but I refused. Then he grabbed my waist and we disapparated, pulling a drunk Jacob Kowalski with us.

We appeared in his office, and Jacob looked like he was going to be sick but was still looking around with extreme interest, hiccuping every now and then.

Grindelwald lifted the disguising spells and looked at me furiously. ''Couldn't you contain yourself?''

I felt ashamed for my actions but it had brought me some relief. ''I know you think he hurt Owyn, but couldn't you just ignore it and walk past them? Would that be so hard?''

Jacob looked at me and then at Grindelwald. ''Hey, I recognize you,'' he said dreamily. Then he turned to me, ''You're even more attractive when you look like this,'' he said grinning sickeningly.

I couldn't take it, I broke down and cried. Jacob looked at me in confusion and decided to ignore me and went about the room pausing every now and then at a cabinet to examine the contents.

Grindelwald approached me. ''You could've blown our cover.'' He took my hand. ''I know it's hard, I've been hurt too. More than you probably think.''

''It's just that Owyn was the only friend I've had since my childhood and now he almost died because of Scamander. I couldn't help it,'' I sobbed into his shoulder.

''I know. But he's still alive and he's fine. You need to contain your emotions at such moments.''

I was about to open my mouth but he interrupted. ''Yes, I know that's hard, but that is how this works.''

I gave up and let my emotions run freely. ''I'm sorry,'' I sobbed into his shoulder. His grip around me tightened. ''I'm sorry I shouted at you,'' he said placing a kiss on my forehead.

As I retreated I muttered I was ok and turned around toward Jacob. ''What are we going to do about him?'' I asked wiping my cheeks dry.

He was still fascinated by all the glass cabinets with cursed items. ''What is that,'' I heard him mutter under his breath as he tapped the glass in wonder.

He turned around and was smiling at us. He took a step forward, ''You don't happen to have some flamewhisky, Do you?''

''It's firewhisky,'' Grindelwald said quietly.

''Yes, yes. That's what I said. Flamewhisky.'' I sighed at the Muggle and conjured a bottle of firewhisky.

''Let's just hope he passes out before he reaches the bottom,'' I muttered at Grindelwald who watched Jacob try to take out the cork with his fingers. He looked at us and held out the bottle. ''Little help, please,'' he said smiling.

Grindelwald waved his hand and the cork sprang loose. ''Ah, thanks mate,'' Jacob said trying to take a swig. But when he leaned back, he fell to the ground and didn't get up. The bottle slowly emptied on the ground and Grindelwald made it vanish.

''That was sooner than I thought,'' I muttered looking at the passed out Muggle.

''Do you think he'll be the one to wake her?'' I asked hesitantly. Grindelwald shrugged and placed an arm around my shoulders.

''Let's just get this over with so he can get out of here, I feel uncomfortable with him here,'' he said tiredly.

We decided that Jacob could have a room and sleep in a bed, but someone was supposed to stay with him to keep an eye on him, make sure he wasn't going to do anything that might hurt the movement.

Grindelwald summoned Vinda Rosier, who also congratulated us on our relationship when she noticed I was with him, and she agreed to do it.

Since it was already a few hours past midnight it wouldn't take long for the sun to come up, so we decided that we should get a few hours of sleep.

The next morning we woke to the sharp sound of knocks against our door. Vinda told us that Jacob was awake and that he was in Grindelwald's office right now.

We quickly dressed up and I was a little excited that finally Queenie might be saved. And I hoped for this Muggle that his views on me were only deluded by the alcohol. If not, I would slap him right in the face.

''You ready?'' Grindelwald asked, placing his hand on the doorknob of his office. I took a deep breath and nodded.

The door opened and a wild-looking Jacob looked at the door startled. ''What am I doing here? Where's Queenie?'' he asked anxiously.

Grindelwald ignored him and sat down behind his desk. ''What have you done to her you crazy psychopath?'' he asked angrily. ''I have done nothing to her. She joined me herself, I didn't do anything but tell her what I'm striving to accomplish.''

''She would never join you by herself. She's a good person,'' he spat looking at Grindelwald with hatred. ''That might be, but some unfortunate events have taken place and we need you,'' Grindelwald said calmly, looking at the Muggle in front of him.

''I am never going to help you,'' he said glancing at me from the corner of his eye. ''It's not for the Greater Good, you dumbass. It's about Queenie,'' I said angrily.

Suddenly his expression changed into confusion and concern. Despite the hangover he seemed to be able to keep himself together very well. ''What happened to her?'' he asked looking at me and Grindelwald.

''Follow us, then we'll tell you.'' Grindelwald stood up and waited for Jacob to follow him.

Once in the hallway, Grindelwald told him about what happened to her, and every bit of color that Jacob's face contained, drained when Grindelwald used the word vampire.

''She's- Are you telling me she's a- a vampire?'' he asked stuttering as his eyes filled with tears.

Grindelwald nodded slowly. ''And you might be our last hope to return her her cheerful attitude. But we have to hurry.''

My mind wandered off and I started thinking about what would happen if she wouldn't return. What if she would continue to look at us with that icy stare and those distant eyes.

''(Y/N),'' Grindelwald said softly, taking my hand and squeezing it gently. Jacob didn't notice and I was grateful for that. ''Sorry, I got distracted,'' I muttered.

''Everything's going to be fine. Don't worry.''

He released my hand when Jacob turned to us, obviously annoyed by the fact that we were whispering.

''It's just around this corner,'' I said to him, with an empty voice.

Once in the infirmary, Jacob grew more and more uncertain. He started trembling when he entered the dark room and waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness. And when they did, he recognized Queenie's figure and gasped silently.

He slowly approached her and stared at her with tears in his eyes. ''Queenie, honey. What did you do to yourself?''

''I told you not to go with him. He'll be the death of you,'' he whispered halting at the bed. Queenie slowly turned her head to him and watched him with an emotionless expression.

''If you want her to come back, you need to kiss her,'' I said impatiently, suddenly aware of how long we took to even get this Muggle. Queenie had already been in this state for at least two weeks, and only now we had brought him here, and it was on accident too. If we hadn't run into him the night before, he still wouldn't be here.

Guilt washed over me as I watched the scene unfold.

Jacob seemed to need a few moments before he took her hand, and placed a soft kiss on her lips.