A Friendly Conversation

London, Grindelwald Mansion 

Alexander looked at the three people sitting on the couch in front of him with a gentle smile, he knows that this little family is very scared by recent events.

"First of all, I must apologize to you, Mr. and Ms. Granger. You don't know how sorry I am to involve your family in my own problems." Alexander spoke bowing to the Granger family who quickly shook their heads denying his words.

"Although I don't know what's going on, we know that you helped us even when you were in danger, that's it, and more than necessary for us." David Granger spoke with a gentle smile from Alexander who just sighed with relief.

[Note: Hermione's parents' names don't officially exist, so I'll raise them. I hope you don't find it strange.]

"Yes child, don't mind us. We know how to take care, anything strange we can call the police." Marta Granger spoke with a kind look at Alexander who felt a little ashamed to indirectly involve such an understandable family.

"Where are your parents? I haven't met them yet, I wanted to thank them for our stay in this magnificent mansion." David asked Alexander as he stared into the elegant, luxurious room.

Hearing the words of Hermione's father, a few fragments of memories appeared in Alexander's mind.

It was a totally dark room, with a small child leaning against the wall crying as he looked at the dark-haired man holding a golf club.

"You little monster, because of you that she died... you still inherited this bizarre thing that she does, but don't worry, I'll teach you never to use this abomination." The man spoke slowly approaching the boy as he raised his golf club. The boy just showed a desperate look and darkness took over his beautiful bright blue eyes.

In the next scene is a house completely destroyed with a ball of darkness a meter in diameter with a golden sphere in the center floating on top of the wreckage of the house. Below the sphere of darkness was one of a man without arms and head.

"Are you all right?" Alexander came out of his memories and looked ahead to see a middle-aged woman with brown hair and blue eyes looking at the skin with concern.

"It's nothing, just some unpleasant memories. My parents are dead, my only family and Morgana are by my side and my grandfather is in a maximum-security prison in Austria." Alexander spoke with a calm, elegant smile for the Granger family, but when he looked forward he saw Hermione's mother crying in her husband's arms while Hermione looked at him with eyes full of pity and shame for asking such an indelicate question.

"No need, cry! Please control your tears, I didn't want you to be sad for me." Seeing almost three pairs of eyes looking at him with sadness and pity, Alexander couldn't stay calm and tried to explain everything to them.

After a few minutes of calming the whole Granger family. Alexander finally calmed them down and braced himself on the couch as he sighed in relief.

"Why is your grandfather stuck?" Hermione asked curiously as she stared at Alexander with her big brown eyes.

"Hermione! Don't be rude, don't ask people personal things. Sorry, Alexander, my daughter was always too curious." Hearing his daughter's words, David Granger reprimanded little Hermione, who only shrank a little and spoke to Alexander apologizing.

"No problem, let's say my grandfather was a bit too committed to his cause and did some things that are considered crimes in my society," Alexander spoke with a calm smile on his little pink lips.

Almost destroying New York and Paris, Causing a full-scale war, Attempted destruction of one of the most important cities in the world. Tens of thousands of innocent lives lost. It can be said that his grandfather was not killed only by those who hate him, because Dumbledore locked him up in Nurmengard, otherwise he would have been dead long ago.

"How you sent us to that green field full of grass, it was like the blink of an eye. I got sick and my stomach wrapped up," Hermione practically asked Alexander with her brown eyes glowing with curiosity.

"That..." Alexander paused and said, "I can only answer to you that it was magic." Alexander responded by seeing her eyes glowing with such curiosity that he didn't think it was wrong to tell her about magic.

After all, it was only a matter of time before Hermione tried to use magic on her own and achieved what many pure-blood descendants couldn't before she was eleven.

"Mr and Ms.Granger, I'm afraid I don't have much time before the authorities come to visit me. So in order not to involve you in this mess, I will ask you to go with Ciri and she will apparate you to your house." Seeing Hermione's eyes shining abnormally, Alexander interrupted her before she said anything and spoke to Hermione's Parents with a serious face.

He wasn't lying, the British magical ministry surely detected magic being used in downtown London and they turned directly to his mansion following the remaining trace of magic left at the site.

"Sure, no problem. If you want to talk about something or ask for help. This is my address, thanks for helping our family, even though I didn't know what it was." David spoke shaking Alexander's hand as he positioned himself with his family a little nervous waiting for the strange bird called Ciri.

Without realizing it, everyone was apparated by Ciri who was on top of them. Leaving Alexander thoughtful, the visit to the Ministry of Magic should be as smooth as possible so that there is no friction between them at least now.

"Morgana, I hope you make a cup of tea for our future guests ... Morgana, what is it? Why are you looking at me with those scary eyes?" Alexander spoke looking at Morgana who turned her face to see a pair of purple eyes looking at him so intensely that a shiver ran through his body.

"Nothing, I'm going to make a pot of tea for the guests." Hearing Alexander's words, Morgana realized that she had shown a side that she did not want to show to her small light and rose from the sofa as she walked slowly towards the kitchen.

In Morgana's mind, a thought appeared in her mind: "My light cannot be corrupted by anyone's darkness. As grandfather Grindelwald said, kill everyone who tried to tarnish Alexander's innocence."

What she didn't realize was that her body was exuding a feeling so cold that the ground where she stepped on had little snowflakes forming with each step of her.

Alexander sitting on the couch still didn't know he had such a "loyal" follower beside him.

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Note: I think some of you are bothered by the fact that Morgana is a Yandere, but relax won't be that forced, I'll do to be a little funny in "certain" circumstances. as for some questions about Mc's past life, it will be shown in the course of the fanfic, so the only thing I hope and that you have patience.