The decision had been made for Faustus to return to his former position as the Stealth & Tracking Instructor after Malou gave birth and he honestly couldn’t be more enthusiastic about it. He’d be more out of harm’s way, and was able to keep in with his colleagues. While he didn’t necessarily agree with every single one of them, they’d developed a rapport that he would have been loathe to break if he had had to move departments.

It was with this news fresh in his mind that he walked into the training arena early one morning. “Selwyn!” He called to his friend with a grin as he took off his coat and began rolling up his sleeves. “You ready for some payback for that last duel?”

Admittedly it wasn’t a super humiliating duel to lose - if he had to lose against anyone he’d have rather it been someone from his own department than someone outside - or even worse, someone not even in the Ministry.

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