You’re not sure how or why it happened, but you ended up with a sobbing Alastor in your arms, his permanent smile adorning his face as tears poured down his cheeks. You didn’t know what got him into this state, you didn’t even think it was possible for him to breakdown this badly. He seemed so confident, so proud, and so strong, you could only assume that façade crumbled down after a series of events.

You didn’t know what to do, you’ve never seen him like this, but you felt warm, knowing he trusted you with his real emotions. Perhaps you were just the closest person there was, or maybe he didn’t want to show you at all, yet here he was. In your arms. You tried to think of ways to help him, at least distract him from whatever is bothering him.