As the days went by, I was mainly focussing on gathering the ingredients I needed for the potion. Once I would have managed to find every single one, I would look for Charlie Porter who I hoped would help me prepare the potion.

I kept the scroll with instructions with me at all times. Right now that was one of the things I couldn't lose or my life would become a living hell.

I also spent the time I had left with Grindelwald. My desire to be with him only grew as time passed and I trusted him completely.

He sometimes noticed something wasn't right and I'd usually make something up to cover up the truth which made me feel terrible.

I wanted to be honest with him, but I feared what he might do. Lately, there was so much going on that I needed some time to think about everything to get a good look at what I still needed to do and what was important. And strangely enough, I did find calmness now and then.

Knobbs was reporting to me about Jacob, and Vinda had taken over from him.

''Can I ask you something?'' I asked the house-elf, cutting him off while he was telling me about Jacob. He seemed annoyed by this but nodded.

I looked around, making sure there was no one who could be eavesdropping on us. ''I've almost got all the ingredients but there's one ingredient I couldn't find in the storage here. Do you know where I might find it?'' I asked quietly.

I had wondered where I might be able to find this last ingredient but I couldn't think of any place where it might be.

''That depends on what it is, of course,'' he said grumpily.

Despite his bad attitude, I liked Knobbs, sometimes he could be quite a pain though.

''Arnica,'' I said searching his face for a reaction.

He started shaking his head and looked at me. ''You're right there, missy, those ain' in the castle. They're too dangerous so Master Grindelwald decided it'd be better not to have them.'' I nodded understandingly.

''Do you know where I might be able to find them?'' I asked trying not to sound desperate.

He was watching me thoughtfully. ''I do know a person who owns some items that Master Grindelwald wouldn' be happy with,'' he said hesitantly.

''What's their name?'' I asked eagerly. ''Samuel Davids. If I ain' mistaken, miss,'' he said.

I froze. Why? I thought frustrated. Of all people, why him.

I sighed and nodded. ''Where can I find him?''

The next five minutes I was wandering around the castle trying to find the right quarters that belonged to Samuel Davids. Knobbs had given me instructions but those seemed vague now I needed to follow them.

I really didn't want to see the face of that man again, but I needed to if I wanted to save the man I loved so I was convinced it would be worth it and I wouldn't let anything happen to me.

Finally, I stood in front of the door which belonged to Samuel Davids. ''Here goes nothing,'' I mumbled, knocking against the door.

At first, I felt a little anxious but slowly I grew more confident that I was able to take care of myself and that this man would get what he deserved.

Heavy footsteps approached the door and it opened only seconds later. I stood in front of the man who had danced with me twice against my will. ''Well, well. See who's returned to me,'' he said smirking as he leaned against the doorpost.

''I'm not here for you, Davids.''

He grinned. ''You remembered my name, that's cute.''

I ignored his comment. ''I've heard you own some peculiar, dangerous and probably considered illegal items, about which I want to ask you some questions.''

He started chuckling uncertainly and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. ''I'm sorry, but I don't know what you're talking about.''

I slapped him across the face and glared at him. ''Listen to me. If you're not going to help me now, I will make your life a living hell. It might seem like I'm not capable of that, but you watch and see how your life shatters into a million pieces.'' I jabbed my finger against his chest and he watched me fearfully.

''I have some illegal and dangerous items, so what? It's not like we're all living according to the laws that that stinking Ministry has set up to control us,'' he said trying to stay strong and look confident.

''You're going to help me, right now. I need to get Arnica, and a friend of mine told me you might have some,'' I said quietly. He straightened up and looked at me with suspicion. ''Why do you need Arnica? Are you about to poison someone?''

I sighed and looked at him. ''It's none of your business, and if you won't help me really quickly I will poison you.''

His first impression at the ball was terrible and it wasn't really helping him now.

My eyes were filled with hatred as I watched him kneel down next to the bed and reveal a trunk. He heaved it onto the bed and pulled out his wand to unlock it.

''How much do you need exactly,'' he asked silently, obviously hating the fact that he was giving up a part of his secret stash.

''Not much. A few leaves.''

He nodded and took a small flask from the trunk while plucking some leaves from a plant.

''Here you go, make sure you won't wait too long before using it because it'll lose its effect.''

He watched me as I was examining the small bright green leaves. ''What will I get in return?'' he asked staring at me with lust.

''Really? You disgust me,'' I said containing my anger. ''I can tell Grindelwald about your secret trunk, and well, then your life's over. He doesn't handle betrayal all that well, lately. Or, I won't tell him, but you will stop bothering me and every other girl. You're a disgusting little pervert and I know that by the way, you do things. I wouldn't even be surprised if you actually had a girlfriend or maybe even a wife and a kid.''

''The choice is yours, but if I see you behave like the pervert you are again, I will step up to Grindelwald and tell him everything.''

Now Samuel was watching me with hatred but then smiled. ''Cunning, (Y/N). Cunning. Good luck living,'' he said turning back to his trunk and closing it up.

''I should say the same to you, but you don't deserve that,'' I said leaving the room and throwing the door closed behind me.

Suddenly I realized how quickly everything had gone. In just a few days I had gathered all the ingredients I needed. We had gotten Jacob Kowalski to cure Queenie. We had taken Tom from the future. All of this was almost over and I felt exhausted.

Everything I had been through was about to come to an end. I was going to be happy. Happy with the man I loved.

I smiled to myself, but it faded immediately when I also realized I was going to lose the connection with Owyn.

I went to Grindelwald's quarters to find Owyn sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at me with bright eyes.

You found the last ingredient, he said staring at me.

I nodded and sat down on the bed in front of him. He looked at me and I could feel his heavy sadness. ''I'm sorry,'' I whispered looking at the covers and then up at him. ''I just really need to do this.'' I can't let him die, I thought.

I know, and I understand. We will still see each other, but we won't be able to talk anymore and all the other abilities you possess will also fade.

I know how important he is to you, and I will make sure Mister. Boyfriend knows that.

I chuckled and looked at him with tears in my eyes. If you'd like I could continue to be your owl, keep you company, deliver your post. We can still be friends, and I will still care about you, he said.

I looked at him as my first tear rolled down my cheek. He hopped toward me and onto my lap. He snuggled up against my stomach and I hugged him gently.

''I'm going to miss you, Owyn,'' I said closing my eyes. ''Why do all these things happen to me? It feels like I'm destined to have an unfortunate life and stay unhappy.''

That's not true. We're going to make sure you get your happiness, just like the rest of the world. If there's someone who deserves to be happy, it's you, (Y/N).

I decided to get Tom and talk a little about his new life. We were walking through the corridors and talked. ''You know, it's actually really funny that we grew up in the same orphanage,'' Tom said suddenly.

''Well, if you know what Ms.Cole does to the children who live there, it isn't really funny,'' I said reaching for my upper arm where a huge scar was hidden under my sleeve.

''I know. She's a terrible woman, but now I'm with you and I can do magic. Look at what mister Grindelwald taught me,'' he said excitedly revealing a wand from beneath his cloak.

The tip of his wand lit up and he watched it excitedly.

''At first, I thought it was still all a trick, but then when I managed to do this, I was finally convinced that magic exists, and I'm happy.''

He stowed his wand away and hugged me tightly. ''Thank you for getting me out of that terrible place,'' he said gratefully. ''It means so much. Especially because I've been doubting if I was even meant to exist. My parents were forced to give me up, or that's what they told me in a letter, which I sometimes still think is a lie.''

When he talked about our parents I was overwhelmed by sadness, but I could relate to what he was saying. I couldn't tell him much about our parents because I wasn't ready for him to know we were related.

''I know what it's like, Tom. It's hard because it seems like no one understands you because everyone out there in the world seems so happy and loved, while you're rotting in that gloomy placed of an orphanage, wondering about who you are and why your parents gave you up.''

He nodded. ''The most frustrating part is that my parents left me a photograph of themselves with two other children. A girl and a boy to be exact, but I don't know who they are, and it's frustrating to know there are people out there who are like me.''

I froze and looked at him nervously. ''Can I see the photograph?'' I asked hesitantly. He nodded and took a folded photograph from his pocket. He slowly and carefully unfolded it and I stared at it anxiously.

I saw two adults and a teenaged boy holding a small girl. You could see some teeth as she laughed and the parents were looking at her with a small smile while the boy stood there with a grin on his face as he tickled the baby. They all looked so happy and so different from what I had expected.

This was before they gave me up. Before my brother died. Did they truly love me?

''And you have no idea who they might be?'' I asked softly, staring at the picture.

He shook his head sadly.

I returned him the photograph and noticed Grindelwald was standing at the end of the corridor, leaning against a wall, watching us talk.

''I'm sorry about this all. You deserve a better life, kid.'' I hugged him. ''I have a better life now and I don't care about all the other things in the world anymore. I'm happy here.''

I smiled at him and suddenly felt guilty for keeping from him that I was his sister.

I sighed. ''Well, I'll see you at dinner tonight.''

He nodded and walked to the door of his quarters. ''See you tonight.'' He entered the room and as soon as the door closed behind him I walked up to Grindelwald who seemed to be waiting for me.

''It looks like you and Tom are able to get along without hating each other?'' he asked as I quickly pecked his lips as a greet. I nodded and smiled. ''He's so sweet. But something happened.''

Grindelwald watched interested and nodded. ''Well, he had a picture of me, my brother and our parents. He knows he has a brother and sister but I was still a baby in that picture so he hadn't recognized me, but I'm concerned about the fact that he knows he has a sister, and that his heart will be broken when he finds out that our brother is dead.''

Grindelwald nodded understandingly and placed his hands around my shoulders. ''Much has happened. This is one of those things we worry about but won't be able to change.''

He rubbed my arms and sighed. ''The only way to not suffer from it is to stop worrying and accept it as it is.''

He intertwined our fingers and looked into my eyes. ''When all of this is over, you will never have to worry about anything anymore, sweetheart,'' he said placing a kiss on my lips.

''That sounds quite unlikely but OK. I'll take your word for it,'' I said kissing him again.

''Do you want something to drink?'' he asked as we started walking through the corridors.

''Sure, I suppose it'll do me good right now,'' I sighed.