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There was the guilt of what was happening with Regulus, where he felt like he was the one responsible for it. He had promised to keep him safe and now he was missing. Then add on his personal life. "I could use a few drinks to just have a moment to relax."

Frank wasn't sure if he fully believed Edgar but he didn't want to push. If his friend wanted to talk more about it then he would. He relaxed his shoulders a little and let out a bit of a regretful laugh. "Oh, isn't that just the truth of it all. I've no idea how anyone manages."

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Edgar wasn't there questioning Ted's abilities. He knew what the man was capable of and respected that. When it came to Regulus Black, this had to be dealt with in a manner that if there was incriminating evidence, and who brought it in, that it could be used. "No one said you didn't." The man sat a little straighter. "This has to do with who you're married to. Regardless of the family dynamics. That is still her family and that makes you part of it. Which means, you need to stay out of it. For legal reason."

Ted was normally a calm man. But sometimes, he could get really pissed off. 'Hot-headed', his parents had called him. Sitting here in front of his colleague, he felt that label somehow re-surfacing, not at all liking where this interaction was going. "And why is that, Edgar? I'm a good Auror." He was almost baiting him at this point. Let him say it. It always came down to blood in the end.

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If there was one thing he wanted to say he had with his siblings, that it was open communication, and in times of where they needed help with guidance, they could be there for each other. He may not like the idea of his baby sister dating anyone, he also wanted her to be happy. "I kissed Beatrice...." It wasn't like he had control of his actions when it happened, but it still did happen.

“It’s alright. We’ve all got a lot going on, no one is holding anything against you. I’ve not exactly been the most available of sisters either.” Amelia replied with a small shake of her head. They weren’t teenagers anymore that could easily spend plenty time together. They had their own lives and own issues, and there was a war happening around them, so naturally all of them had less time to spend together. “I wish I could say there was anything new, but there’s not really. You?” Anything in relation to her dating life etc., she would keep to herself as it wasn’t something she wanted to talk to her brother about unless prompted.

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That was exactly what Edgar wanted to hear when it came to James Potter. He knew the wizard wanted more responsibility within the Order and there was something he he did require and wondered if now was the time to put him to the challenge. "Come to my office, there is something I want to talk to you about." He gave a nod, allowing the other time to put his things away, and giving him the chance to do the same, leaving the other at the receptionist desk in the department.

James had to fight his own thoughts, which wanted to say much more. Already, he was putting himself on a really wide display, but he would get on his knees and ask if it meant he would get actual fieldwork. There was no idea in which he knew the conversation would go, but James still felt his expectations fall short of disappointment. "Hm?" He asked, thinking Edgar had left but then a grin shaped over his lips when the question registered. "There's nothing else I'd rather do."

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Edgar felt his heard pound against his chest. An inner conflict that twisted in the pit of his stomach. Life was too short and he had to be honest with himself, even knowing he was going to hurt one of the witches in his life. Her words were ones he had dreamed to hear, the ones that he knew had to exist, that hope had not been lost. "I wanted to say it for years, but I was afraid." They were in a war and the last thing he wanted, was to put her in any danger, but he was learning, that no matter what, danger would always find them. "It wasn't until the thought of finally losing you, that I had to say something.

His words, everything the witch had wanted to hear for years. It was a journey on a path that she had believed would cause her to be lonely; to never find someone to connect with. Edgar had been that person; from the very moment she’d laid her eyes on him. Her mouth opened, closed in stunned silence. Because this had been the last thing she’d expected. Not because it hadn’t been blatantly obvious, or anything like that. In fact, the brunette was entirely sure that it had been obvious enough for the world to see. They had been creatures following protocol and now said protocol laid shattered at their feet with his simple yet deep declaration.

“I-,” Beatrice stared, for a moment truly too stunned for words to form before her hand reached out, pressed against his chest just to keep the space there. For in that moment the witch did not know what she would do if she threw caution to the wind. The worst of choices had been made that way. “I have always loved you. And, against all else, better judgement, I don’t think I will ever stop.” Beatrice hadn’t looked at him, staring at the hand on his chest instead. Had it not been for the winter coats then perhaps she could have felt his heart, like so many times before. Truth be told, if this was a life he wanted then she needed things to be sorted, for the other witch to know and not be dragged along like a rag of old clothes stuck to a carriage. The life he offered, she wanted that, too. “Why didn’t you say anything before?” This much she had to know. - @edgarebones

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He leans forward, hands clasped together on his desk. "I know he is family, despite what came between the families, but I need you to sit this one out." He didn't need any evidence to be thrown out because of relations. "In all aspects Ted." He knew if the man was anything like him, nothing would hold him back when it came to family.

Taking the seat as indicated, Ted had not expected that to be the topic. Somehow, it set his nerves on edge. Anything to do with the Blacks was not good. So he paused and levelled his eyes at Edgar, studious and unflinching. "What about him?"

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Edgar felt relief when Amelia said she was fine with takeaway, not that he thought she wouldn't be, they were siblings after all. She knew sides of him that many did not. "I should. I have to admit, I don't think I've been the best big brother at the moment." With everything going on, war, work and personal, he felt like he had been letting them down. "Orange juice it is." He went to pour them both a glass before joining her at the table. "What is new with you?"

Following her brother through to his kitchen, Amelia moved around the table and took a seat at the side she usually sat at any time she visited. "Given how true we know that to be, a takeaway is perfect." She laughed before adding, "You really should pester Javi for kitchen tips. He was the one who ended up with all the cooking skills somehow." She supposed their brother just had more time and patience for such things, so made it look easy. " Orange juice will be fine." She nodded.

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Edgar didn't know how to answer that question. He wasn't one to lie, he valued being an honest and genuine person. "Things are fine." There was nothing wrong with them, it was him that was the problem. "There is a lot going on at the moment and part of me is finding it hard to balance it all."

Frank tilted his head and considered his friend. "Is everything okay with you and Hestia? I don't mean to intrude, it's just you seem like you're thinking something important over. Anything I can do to help?"

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Edgar listened to Frank talk about how he knew Alice was the one for him. Deep down, he knew who was the one for him, but over the last decade he had refused to allow himself that happiness, that if he chose to go after it, he would be hurting one that had done nothing wrong. He had feelings for Hestia, but they did not match the ones she had for Beatrice.

"That is good to know."

Frank looked over at his friend in mild concern. He’d thought things were good with Hestia and Ed. Then again, neither of them were big on sharing.

He shrugged. “How do you know you need air to breathe? It’s always been her for me. When she’s around, everything feels right. I’d take a bad day with Alice over a good day with anyone else and I’d still love her at the end of it.”

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"I do, come have a seat." His hand gestured to the chair across from him at his desk. He knew with Regulus missing and Ted's wife relation to him, that it could be a little tricky. "I wanted to talk to you about Regulus Black."

Starter for: Edgar Bones @edgarebones Where: Ministry of Magic, Auror Department When: the day Regulus Black's disappearance was reported

"You wanted to see me, Edgar?" Leaning a hand against the doorframe, he then stepped inside and raised his palms, half-jesting. "If it's about those rogue giants, I'm almost done with the report."

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Edgar stepped off the lift, glancing over his shoulder when James followed beside him, listening him to list of everything, and though expected, he knew that James wanted more, but was leaving that up to Frank to handle. He trusted Frank and knew he would guide the wizard in the right away. "If I need anything, I will definitely let you know." A small pause, stopping at the door leading into their department. "I never did ask, why do you want to be an Auror?"

James took pride in the silence that followed, smiling to himself as the elevator continued to raise until it dinged for their stop. He got off at the same time Edgar did, slowing his pace behind the other man so it didn't look as if he were following him. James knew he was in his head too much if he was trying to think about what beats to take for steps. "If you, uh, want me to get lunch later for you I can make a run downstairs. Or if you need anything...filing...files, delivering memos, you know. I'll be," he says, tapping his front desk. "Right here."

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Edgar could see the emotions written on her features, and though he could tell in unspoken terms, he needed to hear her say it. The wizard needed to know what she was feeling to know what to do. He was conflicted inside that time was running out and he wanted to know if he had lost her for good.

"Because I love you Beatrice." He words spilled from his lips and he couldn't hide from them anymore. "I need to know what you want to know what I need to do." In not so many words he was telling her that he would drop everything for her, if she wanted him the way he wanted her. "I want this life with you."

This was not what she’d expected this conversation to turn into; to be about. Her whole heart and mind had expected him to ask her never to speak of it again and she would have complied, wholeheartedly. Whatever he needed. At the end of the day, clearly, that was not what Edgar had wanted from her. “You don’t-,” she stopped herself. Edgar wanted to know how she felt, as though the words weren’t written as plain as day on her face. Every single time he looked at her, surely, he would have noticed.

The very same time the witch was resisting the urge to run because of a deeply ingrained refusal to destroy what he had with Hestia, no matter what. Her own needs did not come before others. “Why?” Why would he need to know, any of this? If he didn’t want things to be undone, did that mean what she thought he was implying. “You are with Hestia. No feelings of mine should matter in this regard. You and I, that ended a very long time ago.” And yet there was an admittance in her words. The kiss, although not entirely a choice of theirs, it had been nice. It felt the way it used to feel, before he’d walked away; before they both had. - @edgarebones

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With the door shut behind Amelia, he led them down the hallway, into the kitchen, where the table was set with plates and cutlery, and on the side, was take out bags of curries and rice. "We both know I can't cook and I wasn't going to risk burning the place down." He laughs, two cups floating in their direction. "What would you like to drink?" A small pause. "I can make tea, coffee. There is fresh orange juice or water."

It had been a pleasant surprised when the owl from her brother arrived inviting her over to his home for lunch. With both of them having such busy lives, they didn't get a lot of chances to spend time together, so she was happy for any opportunity when it came up.

Apparating to outside Edgar's home at the agreed time, Amelia was half way up the front steps when the door opened. "Hello brother." She grinned as she stepped inside, hugging him tightly in return. "Of course, I'm a tough cookie to crack." She replied with a small chuckle, moving to hang up her coat when he let her go. "Starving, tell me we're having something good?"

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Edgar gives a small snort. "I wish it was that simple." The last thing the wizard hated was being on the fence. It was the one that fully jumped into anything and here he stood, debating following his heart or following duty. "How did you know Alice was the one?"

Busy felt like a bit of an understatement. He knew James hated the desk job but it really was helpful to have a receptionist. Still, now wasn't the time for work talk. They always talked shop. He wanted to hear about Ed. Frank grimaced his sympathy. "Augusta was like that as well. We just started loudly talking about something else."

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where: his home who: @amvlias

Edgar had sent an owl earlier, inviting his sister over for lunch, it had been too long since they had last had a chance to talk. He liked to keep updated in her life, protective of his siblings. The wizard was questioning if he should tell her about what had happened between Beatrice and himself, and that he couldn't get her off his mind; and heart.

He felt the disturbance in his wards, that he made his way to the front door to open it for her. "Mia." He smiles, stepping aside for her to come in, closing it behind her before he gave her a big hug and a kiss on top of her head. "You are still in one piece." He teases, letting her go. "Hungry?"