Dean woke early and got up to shower, leaving his wife asleep in bed. It had been such a difficult time for his poor Penny. She had barely been able to stop crying and had to take a leave of absence from St. Mungo's. Her heart was broken for her little Cutie Pie.

Dean did what Dean did best. He blocked it out and focused on work. After all there was just a week to go and Y/N would be back.

Dean hadn't spoke to Y/N since their argument. He tried not to think about his little brother, trapped in that hellhole, with the worst scum on the planet.

He just prayed Y/N was ok. That he wasn't hurt. Dean had a plan in place, he would slowly try to convince Y/N that his way was right, that every life was sacred. Everyone was capable of redemption. He prayed he wasn't too late to undo Jacob's damage.

Dean left for work via the floo network, kissing his sleeping wife before he left. He reached Diagon Alley and stopped at his favourite coffee shop before he would head to Gringotts.

—~—

When Dean was at Hogwarts, when he was breaking the curses of the Cursed Vaults, fighting against the evil that was R, the Remnants, he developed slight paranoia. Not to the extent of Moody or Jacob,but just enough for his hackles to be up when the situation called for it. This made the fact that his hackles were up while he was walking though Diagon even stranger.

He was aware that he was suddenly in an unfriendly environment. As he walked towards his place of employment he was noticed the amount of glances he was getting. Strangely people were some looking at him with what could only be described as... fear? Others... anger or hatred? What on earth was going on?

He pushed the thought from his mind as he entered the bank and walked to his office.

—~—

Dean was sat behind his desk staring at the heiroglyphic laden scrolls in front of him. More Egyptian curses to be broken, more treasure to be found. A fat cut for him and more riches for the Goblin nation. He sighed. He missed breaking curses to save people, to help people, instead of lining the pockets of greedy Goblins.

He was snapped from his thoughts as his eldest godbrother stormed into his office. Bill closed the door behind him and started to rant. It was strange to see the usually cool, calm and collected Bill Weasley this frazzled:

"Fuck Dean, I don't know how they found out Dean but... fuck... I've got your back mate but there's already been complaints about you working here!"

Bill paced back and forth as Dean looked at him puzzled. He asked:

"Bill, what the hell are you talking about?"

Bill threw a paper on Dean's desk. It was of course the Daily Prophet. The headline made Dean's eyes almost pop out of their sockets.

Famous L/N brothers, the heirs of the Sacred and Ancient House of L/N, are the grandsons of Gellert Grindelwald. Dark wizard had secret lovechild with Walburga Black.

Fuck Dean thought to himself.

—~—

Hermione and Lavender were sleeping quietly. They had been up late, planning their stay at Diagon and then when Lavender had finally surrendered to sleep, Hermione stayed up even later reading more of the books Y/N had sent her. They were both awoken by a loud knock at the door.

"Hermione, Lavender are you awake girls?" Monica called out, sounding concerned. Lavender yawned as Hermione rubbed her eyes and answered tiredly:

"We are now, Mum. Come in"

Monica opened the door and looked worriedly at the pair:

"You girls should come downstairs, there's something you need to see."

Lavender rubbed her eyes as Hermione leapt out of bed and rushed downstairs in only her nighty.

Wendell sat with a worried look, passing her the paper. Hermione read the headline in the paper, covering her mouth with one hand as she did.