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Fight For Something by NessaRoseFangirl-nf9a7obp
Fight For Something by NessaRoseFangirl-nf9a7obp
By: NessaRoseFangirl
Newt Scamander didn't do sides, but a chance was presented to him and one
he was not sure would come again. His creatures meant everything to him,
how could he ignore the opportunity to protect them? Everyone fights for
something, he would fight for them and for the people he loved. Will
contain spoilers for Crimes of Grindelwald. (Indefinite Hiatus)
Status: complete
Published: 2018-11-22
Updated: 2020-06-15
Words: 18702
Chapters: 8
Part One
Newt glanced at Tina, who was watching her sister warily and a
broken expression crossed her face. Her mouth turned in a frown,
her eyes never moving away from her sister. The younger
Scamander looked back at Queenie, who had turned away from
Jacob and now stood in the blue flames before Grindelwald.
Newt didn't have to look at her to know that the expression on her
face pained, he could hear it in her cry. When Queenie stood on the
platform, she looked back over her shoulder at Jacob, before her
eyes found Tina's. Then she was gone.
Before Newt could process what Queenie had done, the blue fire
had streamlined to him and his brother. The pair collapsed on the
stairs, their wands raised, barely keeping the flames away from
them.
Grindelwald seemed to enjoy making him squirm, but his tone shifted
to confused and disbelieving as he said, "Why do you fight for them
Mr Scamander? What have they ever done for you or… your
creatures?"
"You intend to enslave the muggle population," Newt said, his tone
the same as always, "and dispose of anyone who disagrees. You,
you want wizards to rule over, over everything. Oppression of those
who are different."
Grindelwald tilted his head to the side at the answer. Though that
was apart of his plans, it was not the core of what he wanted to get
the wizard population to believe in or follow. No, he wanted equality
for everyone, for wizards to no longer hide and live in fear of
discovery. To no longer bow to the muggles who seemed to rule over
their everyday lives without even knowing of their existence. It was
time that wizards take their rightful place in the world.
"That is not what I want. My goal is for all wizards to no longer hide
their true nature, to no longer live in fear or in shame," explained
Grindelwald with a genuine look upon his face, "These aurors, the
ministry, only seeks to have us cower in fear. The law demands us to
stay hidden."
"To protect us," argued Theseus, his nostrils flaring, "To keep us
safe."
"Was it not the Ministry who almost took and killed your beloved
creatures," Grindelwald said addressing Newt, "Were they not the
ones who would have you locked away for protecting them?
Shaming your differences?"
"If you disagree with those above your rank, what happens," asked
Grindelwald as he leaned forward slightly, "They hurt you, take away
what you love most."
"You want to hurt people," said Newt, his voice slightly raised.
Grindelwald shook his head, a sideways smile on his face, "Oh no, I
don't want to hurt anyone. I will for the greater good. For us wizards
and magical creatures alike, to be free."
Theseus noticed his brother looking more uncertain than usual, his
expression hesitant and almost lost. A hint of belief had crossed
Newt's face much to Theseus horror and concern.
Newt looked at his brother, but his focus quickly turned back to
Grindelwald. This wizard was dark, he was not someone he could
trust… but he spoke of freedom, truth and even love. The love for his
creatures, the freedom that they never truly got.
Newt thought over those words. So far a lie had not left Grindelwalds
lips, everything the wizard had said to him was true. Would his offer
be the same? Queenie had gone with him for Jacob, he would make
it so she could be with him. Credence had gone through, to find out
where he belonged. Leta had joined him as well, to have a cause
and perhaps to assuage the guilt she felt for the loss of her brother.
They all had their reasons for joining. Why couldn't he do the same
for his creatures?
The wizard waved his hand, the flames moved to come between
Newt and his brother, causing both Scamanders to jump back in
surprise. Newt looked away from his fallen brother to Grindelwald,
who had a hand outstretched to him. A promise in his eyes.
"Join me."
Newt took a sharp breath as he stared at Grindelwald's hand. The
promise of a better life for his creatures, for them to be taken care of
and no longer forced to be hidden away. He could barely hear the
protests from his brother as he took a step down, he ignored the
mirrored expressions of horror from Jacob and Tina from the corners
of his vision with the next few steps. The disappointment from
Dumbledore he slightly feared, but that man had hardly done
anything worthwhile for him. Had drawn him into this war, had played
him. And for what, for his creatures to continually be pursued.
"Newt, no!"
Newt looked over his shoulder back at her teary eyed face, he could
make out the pink hue of her nose and cheeks. Her sister had just
left to join the supposed dark side, now the man she loved was
leaving her as well. A bit of doubt creeped into him, he had longed to
see her for months. Apparently she had missed him as well.
Part of him wanted to reach out and call for her to come with him. He
could protect his creatures, he could have Tina by his side. The look
in her eyes told him she would not agree, the mournful and pleading
expression told him now she would not come.
No sound made it to his ears, but he know by the way her mouth
moved she said, "Please."
Tears he noticed slip down her cheeks, her heart breaking as she
watched him from afar.
Newt turned away from her, he stepped into the flames awaiting for
the burn of fire, but it never came. The wizard looked up to
Grindelwald's open hand, his smile smug and victorious. Newt took
his hand, allowing the dark wizard to pull him onto the platform.
Grindelwald waved his wand, Newt's case and his niffler flew through
the flames unscathed into Newt's waiting arms. His grip tightened
around the handle, he held his niffler closer to him. He would protect
them all, no matter what. This had to be the right decision, he hoped
it was.
Newt glanced at his brother, then to Jacob and finally on Tina. Her
mouth was parted as if she were in pain, her gleaming eyes
shimmering in the blue light that reflected slightly off the water lines
down her cheeks. He was pulled away in the same way as every
other wizard had been minutes ago, the darkness clouding his vision
and wind rushing around him.
Chapter 2
A/N: Alright fellow wizards, here is the second part of this story.
If there is anything specific that anyone would like to see
happen in this story, by all means let me know and I will do my
best to make it happen. This story is a world of possibilities and
I'm excited for it. Grindelwald doesn't have any House-elves,
but Grindelwald will have two from his aunt, who he had lived
with when he was younger.
Part Two
"Neither of them are coming," Newt told her, predicting her question,
"I'm sorry Queenie. It's just us."
"That's okay, we're creating a new world and it will be a good one,"
she said with a decisive nod.
It looked like she was trying to convince herself more than Newt. He
truly hoped she was right.
Credence stood off to the side, not saying anything and watching the
pair with a curious look. Though his expression and body language
always seemed to look as if he were in pain. Newt attributed that to
the Obscurus that still resided in him. However he has to wonder if
his departure from the woman he had been with was also affecting
his body language and expression.
An image of Tina flickered to his mind, the last look on her face he
would see until they met again was pain and betrayal. Newt glanced
at Queenie who's smile had fallen at the thought of her sister. She
had never truly been without her sister, they had always been
together. This would be the first time they were truly considered
apart. The thought ached, but Queenie reminded herself that she
would be here fighting not only for Jacob, but for Tina as well. She
would fight for all of them.
The room they stood in was incredibly large, it reminded Newt of the
Headmaster's office at Hogwarts with its lavish style and
spaciousness. The main difference being the incredibly large window
before him that looked over mountains of snow.
His grip tightened around his handle again, he would not let anything
bad happen to them. Tina and Jacob would understand, they would
come to this side to once they realized that Grindelwald was about
freedom and equality, not what they originally believed. Newt hoped
that were true.
Queenie swallowed, the idea of fighting her sister sent a sharp pain
in her heart. However she would rather fight her than let anyone else
here so much as lift a wand to her. At least if they fought each other,
she wouldn't be hurt. Newt could only nod to show he understood.
His brother was a skilled wizard, but Newt knew how to quickly
disarm him. Could he really fight his brother from the opposite of the
coming war? Theseus was his only family, yet he had abandoned
him.
Queen placed a hand on his shoulder, a sign of comfort and to show
she understood how he felt. Both of them left a sibling and a lover
behind.
Two house elves appeared at the call of their names, each dressed
in rags that covered them just enough. Credence looked the most
surprised to see them, Newt had to wonder if Credence had ever
seen a house elf before. He recovered quickly enough, the sudden
appearance of the elves must have startled him.
The shorter elf spoke, "Master Gellert. How may Bo and Winston
serve?"
Grindelwald smiled at the elves, "Bo, Winston. I'd like you to meet
our new guests. Here we have Leta Lestrange, Queenie Goldstein,
Credence and Newt Scamander."
"Have Izzy prepare their rooms, Bo be sure to get dinner ready soon,
I'm sure they're famished," ordered Grindelwald, though his voice
was kind, "Winston, why don't you lead them around until their rooms
are ready. I would give the tour myself but I must speak to Vinda to
be sure that everything is in order."
Winston bowed, "Winston will not let you down Master Gellert."
The smile Grindelwald wore, though small, was filled with fondness,
"Excellent. I will see the rest of you at dinner."
"Nows don't you worry," Winston said grinning, "Winston'll take good
care of master Gellert's honored guests. Winston promises to do a
good job."
Leta smiled at the elf, "We're lucky to have you as our guide."
The elf looked bashful, "Why thank you miss. Winston will start the
tour, this here is…"
The group of wizards followed the house elf around the building, an
extravagant safe house to say the least that was beautiful in so
many ways. Newt made a mental note to keep an extra eye on his
creatures to not get lost here, they would likely break something.
Though Newt intended to follow Grindelwald, he was not prepared to
face any possible wrath from him or for his creatures to be in the
crossfire. Credence and Queenie walked quickly behind the elf,
leaving Leta and Newt to walk beside each other.
"I didn't expect to see you here," Leta said to him softly, her gaze
forward, "Why did you come?"
Newt lifted his case slightly, "To protect my creatures. The ministry
tried to take them away, they still could at any moment. If what
Grindelwald says is true, this will be my best chance to keep them
safe."
Leta nodded in understanding, she remembered how much he loved
those creatures. They were his life, his everything. There were so
many memories she held of Newt showing her all kinds of creatures,
all kinds of fantastic beasts. Each beast looked like a monster, but
most of them were harmless.
"Up here's the ladies floor," said Winston as they entered the hall,
the walls a rich red color with golden leaf designs that seemed to
dance in the light..
Leta was not a stranger to lavish and luxury, even though her father
cared little for her, she was still raised like the wealthy pure blood
she was. However even this hall left her a bit star struck. Both Newt
and Queenie were impressed by the appearance of it all. It was
much nicer than either of them had anticipated. In all honesty, Newt
had not really been expecting much.
"Apologies Mistress Leta and Mistress Queenie for your rooms not
being ready yet," Winston said with the most sorrowful expression.
Queenie quickly reassured, "Oh don't worry about it sugar. We're just
fine waiting."
The tour continued, the men's floor being just as extravagant as the
ladies. Though the walls were a royal blue instead of red. Newt knew
that even with the luxuries here sleep would likely not find him
tonight. A bit of fresh guilt gnawed at his stomach, for what he had
left behind, really who he had left behind.
The house elf ended the tour at the dining room where a feast was
laid out before them. The food looked magnificent and smelled even
better. Everyone ate in relative silence, though small murmurs of
conversation were exchanged. Newt remained on the quieter side of
the spectrum, though Queenie would speak directly to him every
once in awhile to keep him out of his head. He was grateful for it, he
didn't want to dwell too much on the negative side of things, right
now he needed to see some of the good things going on. The road
ahead would be difficult, but his creatures would be taken care of, so
would those he cared deeply for.
"I thank you all for joining me," said Grindelwald at the end of the
feast, "I know it must not have been easy, but the right path is not
always the smoothest. Tonight, you all rest. Tomorrow I would like to
meet with each of you separately, a… get to know you if you will."
Leta asked, her head high, "Will you summon us from our rooms?"
Grindelwald shook his head, "No, you have run of the place. Go
wherever you please. When I need to speak with you, I'll find you."
Chapter 3
A/N: Thanks for all the support fellow wizards! Once again,
shoutout to FrozenFlames12 for the writing challenge! Thank
you reviewers, sasy39, Shirani Atsune, IILittle SII and gusts, I'm
glad to hear from you what you thought and your ideas! Below
are some responses to questions and suggestions!
Chapter Three
Newt slept restlessly, his mind spinning over what Grindelwald would
possibly want to meet with him about. Though he should not be
surprised by the fact Grindelwald wants to have these individual
meetings, it's likely to address what skills they possess, why they're
here and if they can truly be trusted. Newt wanted to say he could be
trusted, but he had only joined the cause in order to help his
creatures and part of him had to agree with some of the words
Grindelwald had said.
This did little to fully stop the doubt he felt about meeting alone with
the man who nearly got himself and Tina killed. He recalled when
Grindelwald, as Graves, had sentenced him to death. It had crossed
his mind before he decided to join this cause, but Newt never was
one to hold grudges. Besides, that was when he was on the opposite
side of the war, now he was on the same side.
It wasn't until midday that Grindelwald found Newt, inside his case
and caring for his creatures. Newt had noticed the wizard's arrival,
but made no attempt to indicate he knew of his presence. He wasn't
entirely sure how this meeting with Grindelwald would go, he hoped
nothing painful would happen to him or his creatures.
Newt frowned at the question, "I'm not entirely sure sir. I want to
protect all magical creatures from harm and to protect the people I
care about."
"I see," commented Grindelwald, "Would you say that is your main
purpose?"
Newt nodded mutely.
Grindelwald went on, "Very well. At the end of this conflict, I expect
you will overseas the magical creatures in the wizarding world. A
task force will be under your control now and at the end of the war to
release any captured creatures, capture those who harmed them
and bring them to justice."
Of all the things Newt expected Grindelwald to say, that was not one
of those things. In fact, it was the furthest thing from what Newt
thought the dark wizard would have said.
"No need for that, it's good you expect that," Grindelwald said with a
nod, "Listen to me Newt. I want your sole focus to be on your
creatures, I can tell they mean a great deal to you. However, I will
need to ask you to do things that you may not wish to."
"I won't ask you to do that," Grindelwald replied, Newt could tell he
was being honest.
"What will you ask of me," Newt questioned, his hands slipping into
his pockets.
It seemed like a fair question. Newt knew his skills in battle weren't
expert level, but he could hold his own in a duel if he had to. He liked
to think his knowledge and pacifist ways were useful, however he
wasn't so sure how much help they would be in a war. War was not a
place he would excel in, he knew that, so in all honesty he didn't
have an answer to Grindelwald's question.
Grindelwald continued on, "The idea I have for you, it involves the
use of your creatures. Now I am not asking you to put them in harm's
way, however I am asking that you keep them as an option. This is
war, we will need all the resources we can get our hands on."
Newt replied with a stern gaze, "I don't want to put them in danger or
use them in this, this fight."
"I know you don't, but there are demands of war," Grindelwald said,
an air of sadness around him, "When I send you somewhere, bring
some of your of your creatures to help you. If it suits you, I will place
you on lower level assignments with the creatures and without can
be of the more tricky sort. Does that sound fair?"
Newt nodded, "Yes, that sounds fair." Newt looked away, "Thank
you."
For now Grindelwald would not use his creatures, but once he was
more accustomed to all of this, Grindelwald knew he would see
things from another point of view. Vinda had pointed out to him it
would be easier to just Imperio him or use force to get him to use the
creatures, but Grindelwald reminded her they are building a cause. It
would take time, and time was something they had a good amount of
for now.
Grindelwald found Queenie at tea time. The last time he had met
her, she had been shaken and frazzled, so unsure, lost and alone in
the world. Now she appeared more confident, he knew having a
powerful Legilimens would come in handy, especially considering it
occured naturally for her. She didn't even need the spell. Though he
was a talented in both occlumency and legilimency it took years of
practice for him to call on the abilities without the use of the spell
whereas she was born with the ability.
Queenie nodded, but did not offer much of a verbal reply. He could
tell she was nervous, most likely because she knew what he was
going to ask of her. Even though she could read his thoughts,
Queenie didn't have to use legilimency to know what he would want
from her.
Queenie nodded once, "I do. You would want me to use legilimency."
The question caught her off guard. Whenever she was faced with
occlumency, she managed to slip around or through the barriers with
little effort, some taking more than others. Grindelwald was one of
the few people she had to strain in order to read his thoughts
because of his occlumency ability. Breaking the barriers of someone
else's shield was something she had never done, never had the
need.
He did not just want her to gain information from anyone who they
captured, should they put up too much resistance, he would want her
to tear their mind apart. Legillimency was the practice of extracting
thoughts and feelings, it was not meant to be an aggressive art.
While the practice was an invasion of privacy, it was meant to be
handled delicately and with precision.
"I know you are loyal to the cause, but I will not push you to do
anything you are not ready for," Grindelwald told her.
Queenie shook her head, she looked pale, "No, no that's okay. I, I
can do it. I can."
"For the greater good right," Queenie said with a small nod.
Grindelwald smiled wryly, "Right you are Queenie. For the greater
good. The next thing I want to discuss with you, is what you will be in
charge of when this over."
Grindelwald smiled at her kindly, "At the end of this war, I want you to
be in charge of relations with the No Maj's as you call them.
Friendships, relationships, universal laws that should be followed in
regards to the non magic community. Many people think I just want
to enslave them, but that is not the case. I'm hoping with your help
now and later, the wizard will see how co-existing will benefit
everyone"
Queenie's smile was genuine as she said, "I can't wait for that day to
come."
Leta was standing outside on the roof of the castle, her brown eyes
focused on the mountains below. Joining Grindelwald had been
something she wasn't sure if she regretted or not. It would present
her with an opportunity to make some changes in the wizarding
world, but she feared the wrong changes could be put in play.
For one thing, he talked a lot of blood purity. This concerned her
slightly, even though she was a pure blood, she didn't care that both
her parents were wizards nor her grandparents. That didn't matter to
her, it shouldn't matter.
"I feel more inclined to address your concerns before we get to that,"
said Grindelwald much to Lear's surprise.
She faced the older wizard, an expectant look on her face. He knew
her concerns, he practically pulled them from her mind not but a
moment ago.
"Is that so," Leta asked, folding her arms over her chest.
Grindelwald sighed, "In all honesty I do not care much for the non
magical communities. My concern is that wizard kind be taken care
of, anyone with magic in their veins should be protected and in
control. What happens to them when this war is won will fall to
certain members of this order."
"Now I suppose this is the part where you ask me what I can offer
you," Leta said knowing it was coming.
Grindelwald nodded, he placed his hands behind his back, "I have
an idea of what you can bring to the table. Your name holds
influence, it will draw many other powerful families to the cause. Your
skills as a duelist will be useful when the fighting comes, and it will
come sooner than originally anticipated."
"A dueler and a figurehead then is what I'll be to serve your cause,"
remarked Leta, no edge in her voice.
Grindelwald smiled at her, "Yes, though that is not all you have to
offer I'm sure."
He knew she would mostly be useful due to her last name, her
magical core was strong, but not enough that he knew she would
have a huge advantage. If anything he knew she could bring more
forward if she were willing. The knowledge she possessed of the
European ministries, England and France specifically. While
Grindelwald knew a great bit of MACUSA from his time as Graves
and from Abernathy, information regarding the other side would be
beneficial.
"In time, I'll reveal that to you," Grindelwald replied, his expression
looked strained for a moment, "What do you think you can offer to
this?"
"I worked in the ministry, I know more than enough in regards to their
strategies in response to you, where to find certain people who could
be either threat or ally," Leta replied, she glanced at Grindelwald to
see his pleased expression, "I am an animagus, unregistered."
Grindelwald caught the end of her thought, she was not the only
unregistered animagus here. She and the other would be useful to
send out on assignments that required a more delicate and sneaky
approach.
Part Four
Paralyzed. That was how Tina physically felt. If it hadn't been for
Theseus's quick reactions, she would have been devoured by the
insistent blue flames that had recently taken away two people in her
life that she loved. She tried to tell herself the flames were making it
harder to breathe, but she knew it was more than that. When the
three of them made it outside, Nagini had vanished and had yet to
make a reappearance. Nicolas Flamel, an alchemist, had made an
appearance when the blue dragon arrived.
Queenie and Newt were gone. Paris was in danger. Her breath
hitched, her chest ached and mind spinning. Tina struggled to focus
on the alchemist, how could she when it felt as if her life had fallen
away before her eyes? She shook her head, she had to get it
together. There were innocent lives out there in need of protection.
When the blue dragon was gone, the fires put out, Tina tried to find
her voice. She tried to say something to Theseus, to Jacob, but all
that escaped her was a whimper from the cries she struggled to hold
back. The gravity of the situation was beginning to weigh down on
her more and more the longer she stood there without Newt and
Queenie.
Seeing Tina on the verge of a break down, he moved over to her and
pulled her into his arms, she returned his hug slowly.
"We'll get through this," Jacob said, his tone certain, "We'll get them
back."
Part of her briefly wondered how he must be feeling, his best friend
and girlfriend had abandoned him here. Hot tears burned Tina's
eyes, she clenched her jaw trying her hardest to stay in control of her
emotions. A sturdy hand rested on her shoulder, she lifted her gaze
to see Theseus. Though his face more rectangular than Newt's, she
could easily see the similarities between the two. That seemed to
cause her breath to hitch. In the low light, she noticed his cheeks
and nose had taken on a pink hue and his eyes were glazed over.
Theseus was still in shock by the events that had just occurred, in all
honesty he didn't know how to respond. All he could do was keep
moving forward, the sooner Grindelwald was taken down, the sooner
his brother and fiance would return home. He knew things wouldn't
be that simple, he knew that it would never be as easy as it sounded.
She knew the next steps, but she didn't want to follow them. How
could she return to MACUSA and call her own sister, the sweet
Queenie everyone knew, a traitor? Had gone to the literal dark side?
The very thought seemed ridiculous and gut twisting.
Tina's gaze flickered away from him, "I don't… I don't want to believe
our siblings are, are traitors. They joined Grindelwald-"
Theseus nodded, "If the ministries believe they were taken by force,
should Newt or Leta or Queenie make an appearance the aurors will
be more likely to apprehend them. To simply take them in, almost
like a rescue."
"It's better than calling them the enemy," Theseus replied sharply.
If any of the legilimens looked into their mind to check their stories, it
would be over. Part of her wanted to argue, to poke holes in this
barely thought through plot, but the stronger part wanted to protect
Queenie and Newt. She couldn't protect them before, she wouldn't
be able to protect them while they were in Grindelwalds bloody
hands, but this way she could look out for them.
"How would we be sure no one else would find out that they didn't go
on their own accord," Tina asked, a fair question.
Theseus took a breath, "I'm not sure, but we'll figure something out."
"We'd likely kept away from any missions that might involve them,"
Tina pointed out, "Emotionally compromised."
Jacob, who had been silent for awhile, spoke next, "So what, you
would pretend that Grindelwald is using Newt, Queenie and Leta as
leverage?"
Tina thought was crazy and risky, but she would agree to anything in
order to protect Queenie and Newt. Her gaze found Jacob's, he
didn't look at all convinced by this idea, but what choice did she
have? She would be taken off of active duty, the thought stung, but it
would give her time to do some searching of her own.
Perhaps her and Theseus can find a way to get them back on their
own. It was crazy, she knew it was, but desperation had settled in.
"Okay," was all she could say.
"I can take him," Nicolas said, Tina had actually forgotten he had
been here, "And I won't mention your plan to anyone."
Jacob grabbed Tina's wrist, "Be careful Tina. Don't lose touch okay?"
Tina smiled at him weakly, "I won't. If anything changes, I will let you
know."
When they did give the report, Tina could hardly speak only adding
in once or twice. Theseus seemed to handle it like a pro, if she
hadn't been there to see otherwise she would have believed his
story to be true. In all honesty, she almost liked his version of the
events better because it meant the people she loved most hadn't
abandoned her.
It was luck, Tina was sure of it, that let them get away with their
story. MACUSA, the British ministry and the French ministry believed
it almost wholeheartedly. Newt, Queenie and Leta were taken and
meant to be used as possible bargaining chips against their
respective ministries. That they could be used against Theseus or
Tina in case of a fight, which did result in their removal from duty for
the time being. Temporary suspension. When the war did break out
as everyone knew it would, they would be taken back into the fold
full force because allies would be a necessity to win.
Theseus almost couldn't believe how well it worked out, but he did
well to keep himself in check. However now the real work would
begin, he had a personal mission to get back Newt and Leta. He
parted ways with Tina late in the night, he would send her an owl
soon so they could talk more about their next move. She silently
agreed.
When Tina went home that night, all she could do was sit at the table
and try not to cry. Everything in here reminded her of Queenie, of all
the memories they shared living here. For so long it had been the
two of them against the world. When their parents died, Tina made it
her personal mission to take care of and raise Queenie. It had
become Queenie's mission to help her sister whenever possible.
They looked out for each other, always there for one another.
It broke her heart, watching her baby sister walk into the blue fire
and leave with a mad man. There was sorrow, there was anger,
there was guilt. She should have done more to stop her, she should
have tried to reason with her. A trembling breath escaped her, the
memory fresh in her mind played out. Her heart stopped when Newt
walked forward towards the flames. There was so much more she
could have done to stop them, so much more she could have said.
How could she have met this happen? She was certain if her heart
hadn't been broken before, it was certainly shattered now.
Grindelwald had taken away two of the most important people in her
life. A surge of anger went through her, she would get them back and
make the dark wizard pay. Her fists clenched in her lap, one way or
another she would bring Grindelwald down and get her family back.
Sitting alone in her apartment, she vowed to make things right.
Nagini had panicked, she disappeared and hid from the others. All
she could do was remain hidden in the cemetery until she was
certain she was the only one left there. Credence was her friend, he
was like a lover to. He had walked away from her to find a name, to
learn more about his past.
She wanted to be angry with him, she wanted to hate him for
abandoning her here, but she couldn't. For so long he just wanted to
know where he had come from, the chance to learn the truth of
where he had come from was too good of an opportunity for him to
pass up and she knew it. That didn't take away the pain she still felt
though.
Hot tears slipped down her cheeks, she had to do something. Sitting
here was not going to help Credence. Nagini forced herself onto her
feet and started running, she would find a way to get him back and to
safety, but she was going to need help.
Chapter 5
A/N: Sorry for the really long author's note, but I am in need of
assistance.
Hope you guys enjoy, apologies for the incredibly long wait!
Part Five
I can't sense ill intentions behind it. He just wants to talk, to get to
know us.
That's what she said when he made a comment on the oddness of it.
Even though Newt was going to remain loyal to the cause to protect
his creatures and the people he cared about, he had to be cautious.
Grindelwald was no saint. He arrived outside the room in record
time, he took a quick breath and entered. He glanced up to
Grindelwald standing at the rail, his back to him with Leta standing
beside him.
Newt made his way over to stand beside Leta, he looked at her then
looked at anything but her. Their was still some soreness he felt
whenever he saw her, it couldn't be helped, she did break his heart
after all, but he still loved her. Maybe not in the romantic sense he
had many years ago, but a different way that if anything happened to
her. He would feel that pain just as sharply.
"What, what did you bring us here to talk about," Newt asked, his
moved up then back down.
Grindelwald smiled, "It has come to my attention that two of you are
unregistered animagi."
Newt paled slightly. He glanced at Leta, but she did not show her
surprise at all, she wasn't shocked in the least. During their meeting,
she had mentioned her being an unregistered animagi, though she
didn't say Newt was one as well. Of course she thought it, but she
hadn't realized Grindelwald would have picked up on the stray
thought in her mind that day. She risked a glance at Newt, she
hoped he wouldn't think she told Grindelwald. After all, they
promised to never tell anyone about it.
"I would like to know what creatures you can transform into,"
Grindelwald said simply, "While I do have an assignment in mind, I
need to know what you can transform into in order to see how well it
would work."
Grindelwald gestured for one of them to say what their creature was
or to simply transform into it.
She gave him a sideways look before she called on her animagus
form. Quickly her shape turned from that of a young woman to a
raven black ferret with sharp teeth and brown eyes that matched her
own. Grindelwald nodded in approval, a ferret was small and sneaky,
easily able to get in and out of situations. A moment later, Leta stood
before Grindelwald.
Four eyes looked at Newt who was visibly uncomfortable under their
gazes.
"I fear transforming into my animagus here might damage the stuff
around me," Newt commented, "A kelpie is my animagus in it's true
form."
Leta winced at the memory as Newt nodded, "I've only been able to
do so less than a handful of times. It's a rather painful task to
perform."
"Then only use it when the situation is dire and there is no other
option," said Grindelwald simply, "I am in need of information, I
believe you two can get a hold of it for me."
It should have been simple, get in and get out. Newt was supposed
to get Leta inside Gringotts, she needed to sneak into the tighter
spots using her animagi form and get what Grindelwald requested.
Honestly, everything had been going smoothly until a stray Goblin
had spotted the two of them outside the boxes in the caves below.
The goblin triggered the alarm before Newt or Leta could stop him.
It wasn't like either of them were doing anything fancy with their
movements or spells being cast, though Newt did notice that there
was a spark of blue at the end of his wand that appeared every so
often with different spells. Escaping and fighting had actually not be
difficult, at least it would have been easy if not for two faces that
made an appearance when Leta and Newt had disarmed every
goblin and wizard who had been there.
"Newt stop!"
Newt whipped his head around to see Tina, her wand raised, but not
being pointed at him or Leta. It was just raised, ready to move if she
had to defend herself. Even though it had been a week since his
untimely departure and he had gone months without seeing her, it
felt as if a lifetime had passed since that night.
Her brown hair that looked as soft as nifflers fur and her salamander
eyes caused his throat to tighten and heart to stop beating in his
chest. In that moment, he would have done anything she asked, if
only it meant he could memorize every feature she possessed. How
he had missed her all this time. A painful reminder struck him that he
was not on her side of this growing war, he couldn't be.
Tina felt like she could hardly breathe. She knew there was a chance
she would have to fight him, but she didn't it would have been so
soon. However part of her had to feel a bit relieved that she wouldn't
fight her sister, though she did wonder if her little sister was really
okay. Accepting that either of the two most important people in her
life had simply chosen this path was a tough pill to swallow, it was
one she still hadn't been able to digest.
Perhaps now, here in this moment she could stop him and in turn get
her sister back. Fighting isn't what she wanted, she knew that Newt
didn't want to fight either, he was a pacifist. The only time he dared
to fight was if it was absolutely necessary and he had no other way
out of the situation.
"Newt," she said, her eyes shimmering more than before, "Please
stop this. This, this isn't right."
Newt swallowed, "I, I can't Tina. I have to do this. This is what must
be done."
It was then Newt realized his brother was with her, "Newt, Leta
please listen to us. It's okay, we know Grindelwald has forced your
hand, but you do not need to stick with him. We can give you
protection."
Newt heard Leta choke beside him, it was short and quick and likely
meant to stop herself from releasing a cry. How odd was it that their
lovers were the ones to arrive here? Either Grindelwald wanted this
to be their test or the Ministry and maybe even Dumbledore were
trying to get to them. He wondered what thoughts were going
through her mind now, seeing her once fiance here so suddenly.
Leta glanced at Newt, he hadn't seen her look so pained since the
two had joined Grindelwald that short time ago, even if it felt like a
lifetime. The young woman returned her gaze forward to look at
Theseus and Tina, her tightened as she struggling to keep her lips
from trembling.
This was not what she wanted. The only way she was going to get
what she wanted, to have the life she dreamed of, to be with
Theseus, to make up for her past mistakes and build a better world,
she had to follow Grindelwald. It was the only and best way to make
the wizarding world whole again.
Theseus looked into the eyes of his younger brother. Even from a
distance, he could still see that same light and wonder in them. It
had been his job to protect Newt, to look out for him and make sure
he remained on the right path. Now, standing on what appeared to
be opposite sides of Gringotts and on a larger scale opposite sides
of a growing war, he never felt more like a failure.
Leta spoke then, "The wizarding world is already broken! It will only
break further if we do nothing."
Tina shook her head, "No, no he is not the answer. The fighting is
not the solution."
"It will lead to one," Newt told her earnestly, "Sunny skies always
come after storms."
Theseus raised his wand, he pointed it at his brother and fiance with
a shaky grip, "Come with us now. I do not want to hurt you, but I will
not allow either of you to leave this place."
Newt felt his grip tighten on his own wand, he whispered to himself,
"Forgive me Theseus."
Chapter Six
Leta collapsed on top of Newt, tears falling down her cheeks as she
cried into his chest. This shouldn't have happened, they should have
been able to get in and out without any issues, but of course fate had
other ideas. Newt was and still is a pacifist, when he fired that first
spell, it had startled her beyond belief. Though the spell was a
harmless one, meant to disarm or distract, it still surprised her that
he would be the first one to attack instead of waiting on the
defensive side of things. Yet he had struck first and now he was hurt.
The breaths he took into his lungs were ragged and quick, he
couldn't get enough air into them. Echoes of the fight bounced
around her mind, she gripped his coat tightly in her fists. She lifted
her head to see the 'castle' she had called 'home' for the past week
or so. Leaving him here was not an option, even if the distance was
short, she could not carry him over there or leave him alone for even
a moment. Apparating inside would only cause him more pain.
Luckily she didn't have to deliberate long, Queenie and Grindelwald
were rushing over with Bo and Winston.
Thank Merlin.
Queenie barely held back her surprise and horror as she fell beside
Newt. Hot tears burned her eyes as she ran her hand along his
forehead, his skin hot to the touch. The flashes of his memory as
well as Leta's on their most recent encounter danced across her
vision. She could see them dueling in Gringotts, she saw them
fighting for moments until they encountered Theseus and… Tina.
The fighting started again, spells being thrown about the room.
There were so many, it was clear that Leta's and Newt's were more
powerful because of the potion Grindelwald had snuck into
everyone's food. Exactly what the potion was, Queenie had no idea
and had never even heard of it until he pulled the thoughts from
Grindelwald's mind. Even though he was able to keep her out of his
head most the time, it was difficult seeing she was a natural
legilimen.
Newt was hit with something, from behind. It wasn't from Tina or
Theseus though which brought a flood of relief to the blonde witch.
Her sister and his brother weren't the cause for his physical pain in
his shoulder. It was then she finally noticed the yellow vest and blue
coat he wore had a dark stain of blood. She focused on the memory
again, wondering what spell caused this.
What she was looking for came from Leta's mind. The spell was
being fired at her, but she was able to get out of the way. The
problem was that it went straight for Tina, only it never hit her. Newt
jumped in front of her.
"More aurors came from behind," Leta explained, she breathed out,
"They fired the Diffindo charm at me, but they missed." Leta looked
at Queenie then, "It almost hit your sister. Newt took it for her."
Newt inhaled sharply, his eyes opened for a moment, but then he
squeezed them shut. The sky above was overcast, the light was
blinding and merciless to his sensitive eyes. He struggled to get
enough air into his lungs. He sputtered for a moment, why was it so
hard for him to breathe? His shoulder was on fire, he felt as if he was
on fire.
And Tina. He had seen the spell going to her, he couldn't let it get to
her. Had he reacted sooner, he could have deflected the spell
protecting the both of them, but for a second he had been frozen in
horror. Images of her being hurt had appeared in his mind, it terrified
him. So he didn't think, he just moved.
"Diffindo is usually a clean cut and they aren't typically this deep,"
Grindelwald said as he moved back the opening on Newt's jacket to
see the wound, "This is jagged and deeper than a diffando cut,
almost like a splinch."
Leta swallowed, she looked at him, "An auror grabbed hold of us for
a moment, Newt barely managed to get him off before we landed
elsewhere and then here."
Winston disappeared then reappeared with the proper first aid that
would heal Newt. The elves worked quickly and delicately as they
applied the drops to his shoulder. In a matter of seconds, Newt's
breathing had settled and the bloody wound had closed. Leta felt as
if a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders, but guilt still
twisted her stomach. He was okay.
Leta shook her head, "No, I'm okay. We got the item you wanted."
"We can worry about that later," Grindelwald said, "For now the both
of you need rest. Queenie, why don't you accompany Leta back to
her room to get settled. I will assist in bringing Newt to the infirmary
and I will give you both an update on his condition. Then tonight, we
will discuss the item you retrieved along with the information I
requested."
Her eyes were cold as she called upon her magic, the only solid
thought in her mind was protecting him. All her training told her it was
wrong, that she was not technically fighting with the enemy instead
of against. But Newt wasn't her enemy, Grindelwald was. Tina
deflected all the spells that came to Leta and Newt, giving the pair
enough time to aparate away from her. When they were gone, Tina
lowered her arm and dropped her wand, it clattered on the floor and
the sound seemed deafening to her ears.
The surrounding wizards kept their wands at the ready, Tina could
only stand there with flushed cheeks and glossy eyes. Those eyes
found Theseus gaze. He didn't look at her the way she thought he
would, with disdain or disappointment. Instead it was understanding.
Their orders were to subdue, not injure or kill unless absolutely
necessary. They both could understand that Newt being hurt like that
crossed a line. Tina shut her eyes as she was put under arrest, she
remained silent and hoped that Newt would be okay. That Leta got
him to safety and healed him.
Darkness overcame her and she knew she was in trouble now.
Dear Nagini,
I have missed you and wish to see you again, to see you everyday
like we did before. Please, join me here. Grindelwald is not as bad
as people make him out to be, he has the answers I seek. And he
has information on the curse which exists in your blood. Soon
enough I will be able to find the truth about my family and find a cure
to save you from the life of a snake. I do hope you will reconsider the
offer, I will be on the bridge tonight at midnight and wait for you until
dawn. I hope to see you there.
Nagini stared at the little slip of paper for several minutes, her eyes
burning at the message. She crumbled the letter in her fist as she
swallowed her tears and walked onward, whether to the bridge he
spoke of or away from it, she didn't know yet. Credence had sent her
this message, how she had no idea, but now, now she had no idea
what to do.
For days she had been on her own, constantly on the move and she
was tired. Of course she missed Credence, but could she truly take
his word that the madman Grindelwald was 'not as bad as people
make him out to be' when she was certain that the rumor
downplayed him? No, no she couldn't take his word for it, but this
would be her chance to see him again and maybe, just maybe,
convince him to leave Grindelwald and abandon the cause.
A soft sigh escaped her lips, she knew what she had to do.
Chapter 7
A/N: Yay, an update!
Chapter Seven
Credence had waited outside the infirmary doors with Leta and
Queenie. No one had said a word about what happened to him,
which he would have found irritating, but he understood they were
wrapped up in their own thoughts. Having been recently brought into
the wizarding world during such a time of unrest meant he had seen
so many different things, been faced with obstacles and challenges
he had never even dreamed of.
It was safe to say he was in an entirely different world and ever since
he had been brought into it, bad things happened. The only good
things to occur were the friends he'd made, Nagini especially. He
missed her and hoped she was doing okay. There was no way for
him to know if she received his message, but he would wait at their
bridge.
"It's okay," Credence said, he looked at the closed door, "Can you
read his mind?"
Queenie looked at the closed door, "Only that he's sad and
frightened. He's hurting so, so he's projecting more than he typically
would."
Credence nodded, but said nothing else. The trio remained outside
the infirmary for a bit longer, but Credence decided it would do
nothing. Saying quick goodbyes, he left to go meet with Nagini. He
hoped and prayed to whatever higher power was listening that she
would come with him. Together they would find a cure for her curse
and be safe, they would make a better world for everyone.
Tina had helped them get away, which meant she was likely in a
world of trouble and that was not something Queenie could stand for.
Especially considering the last time she had been in some kind of
trouble with the ministry she had nearly been put to death. Queenie
took a quick breath and walked away, Newt would have to wait and
there was nothing she could do for him. All she could do was try and
get her sister. However she was quickly stopped by Leta.
"What are you doing," Leta asked jumping in front of the blonde.
Queenie replied quickly and her body twitched, "I saw what
happened. The ministry has Tina and who knows what kind of
trouble she could be in. I can't leave her there alone."
Leta frowned, "They won't hurt her. Queenie, the worst that could
happen is she gets suspended or taken off the case do to conflict of
interest."
Queenie glanced away, "You can't know that for sure. What if they
hurt her? What if they sentence her to death? I still remember the
time she was scheduled to be excuted and the only reason I knew
was because I heard her panicked thought! Now I'm too far away
from her, with no idea where she and I can't just wait around when
something terrible could be happening to her."
"I promise you Tina will be fine," Leta said, her hands on the
woman's shoudlers she continued, "They won't harm her, especially
with Theseus there to look after her. She's safe."
Queenie didn't believe her, but there was nothing she could do now.
So she nodded without a word. Leta gave her shoulders a soft
squeeze to give her some form of comfort. It wouldn't be enough, but
it was better than nothing. The day had been an eventful one, it was
time that everyone try to get some rest. However Queenie decided
as she laid in bed that night that she would get to her sister.
One way or another, she would get Tina to understand and see that
things weren't always what they seemed. They would be together
again, it may have been wishful thinking, but Queenie had hope
things would work out. With everything falling apart at the seams,
she need something to hold onto.
Tina leaned back against the wall of her apartment, her chest heavy
with the worry and fear for Newt. She hoped that he was okay now,
that Leta got him somewhere safe even if it was with Grindelwald.
Even though she disagreed with the man, she wanted to believe he
looked after the people who followed him.
It was better than imagining that Newt was suffering not only from an
injury, but from whatever torment Grindelwald could be inflicting on
them. Not to mention her sister, her litter sister who she was
supposed to look after. Tina buried her face in her hands and put
pressure on the bridge of her nose as she struggled not to let her
thoughts and emotions spiral out of control.
It was thanks to Theseus she was in her apartment here and not in a
holding cell. All that happened was her being removed from the
investigating team and people wondering if Theseus should even be
allowed to remain on the search team for his brother and fiancé. Tina
figures she should've felt a bit guilty, but they hurt Newt and she
couldn't let that go.
"Tina!"
Tina practically jumped out of her skin, her wand was pointed at the
intruder in the blink of an eye, her eyes wide. Kneeling before her
was a shocked and alarmed Jacob, his hands raised in surrender.
"Jacob," Tina said exasperated as she lowered her wand, "What are
you doing? How did you even get in here?"
Tina's shoulder's sagged in relief. If Theseus was the one to let him
inside, that meant the other auror's didn't know a No Maj was here.
That would put her in trouble with her superiors. People in Europe
had different rules on dealing with non magic people, they could
even marry them if they wanted, but that wasn't the case for
Americans.
She was glad to have him around every so often. He missed Newt
and Queenie, he was desperate for a way to help, but currently there
was nothing he could do. Tina knew how badly he wished he could
help so she did her best to keep up to date along with Theseus.
"How are you doing, Theseus told me what happened today," Jacob
continued when she said nothing.
Tina looked at him with a sorrowful gaze, "Newt was hurt and I, I just
reacted. I let them get away."
"And that's okay, you did it to protect him," Jacob reassured her.
"No you don't get it," Tina protested, her brow scrunched, "I let my
emotions get in the way, again. Being the case meant I could protect
them during the fight, but I didn't do that and instead of taking them
into custody, I helped them escape. I helped them get back to
Grindelwald."
Jacob put his hand on her shoulder, "You were doing what you felt
was right. There's nothing wrong with that Tina. If Newt and Queenie
were here, they'd agree."
Tina made a disgruntled sound before she said, "If Newt and
Queenie were here then we wouldn't be in this mess…. How could
they just leave like?"
Jacob didn't know how to respond to her question. For awhile he had
wondered the same thing, how could the love of his life join a mad
man or his best friend go with her? It didn't make any sense.
However the more he looked into it, the more he went over the
memory of that night and the events leading up to it.
He wanted to marry Queenie, it was easy for her to tell and he knew
it was what she wanted to, but he couldn't put her at risk like that.
They couldn't be married in America and while she said they could
go to Europe, they both knew they wanted to make a life in America.
It was where they were both from and where they wanted a future.
All she wanted was to be with him, to broadcast it and everything,
but it wasn't a possibility. That was why she left and somehow
Grindelwald made her believe that he had the solution to her
problem. And it was as Newt said, he wanted to protect his
creatures.
Newt loved those creatures with every piece of him, and Grindelwald
made it appear as if he would guard those creatures. It was Newt's
dream come true, someone else with power to protect the
defenseless beings he cared about. The creatures that were easily
hurt by wizards and non wizards alike.
"They had their reasons," Jacob whispered with glazed brown eyes.
Jacob nodded absently, "The guy is bad news, but do you ever think
maybe there is some truth to his words?"
"Rarely," Tina admitted, "I think he has some truth to his words, but
it's shrouded in so many twists and lies. We have to get Newt and
Queenie away from him and soon."
Tina released a quick sigh, "We'll figure something out. We have to."
Chapter 8
A/N: I am truly sorry for how long it has been since I updated
the story. I just don't know where else to take it, like I really
don't know so then I didn't write anymore and time got away
from me plus other projects caught my eye which got me
wanting to avoid the ones that didn't have as much stuff. If
you've seen my account you know a lot of my stories go
unfinished either due to serious reasons like mental or family or
more minor reasons like losing interest. It's honestly super
unfair cause then when people like your story and want to see
more, you leave 'em hanging. I don't take any joy in doing that,
sometime it just can't be avoided for me though.
Chapter Eight
Love was a funny thing to Newt. When he was growing up, his idea
of loved tended to be different than others. At least his approach to
the emotion, to the feeling, was considered stranger though he didn't
mind that now that he was older. As a younger boy trying to fit in,
well he did struggle with his image for a bit. Not with Leta though,
she understood him in a way that no one else had. That was until
Tina.
Though the two hadn't spent an enormous amount of time together,
the few times they were together that didn't involve chaos has been
pleasant. She could see him in a way no one else had, she knew
him. Their limited contact hadn't mattered. Tina saw him, he was
visible to her when everyone else couldn't see him. And he saw her.
Newt could always see Tina, she had plagued his mind for days and
nights at a time. The crush he had on Leta in fifth year was a mere
candle compared to the forest fires that he felt for Tina. That both
excited and terrified him.
It was sometimes impossible to never hurt the ones you loved, but it
was possible to prevent them from being hurt sometimes. And so, he
just reacted. Hurting her was not an option, letting her be hurt not a
choice. The pain that went through him was awful, but it was
certainly better than the pain he knew he'd be in seeing her hurt. He
had quite literally felt his heart tear as the thought occurred to him
that she would be in pain. No matter what, he'd take any and all pain
from her.
"It's good to see you awake," Queenie said as she came to sit beside
him, "How are you feeling? Can I get you anything?"
Queenie had been down the hall resting after her latest assignment
had been finished and she was exhausted, but when she just barely
felt some thoughts that weren't hers, she knew Newt was awake.
This was a welcomed relief to her along with some good news that
she needed after the negativity these past few days had been. Newt
was awake which meant things were looking up, but as she looked
down at her friend, he still looked painfully sick. His skin was paler
than normal and shimmered from sweat. While the healer said this
was a normal reaction, it did little to still Queenie's worries.
It reminded her of a memory from when she was a little girl and Tina
had fallen gravely ill. Their parents had passed recently from a virus,
leaving them on their own with Tina being the main caretaker and
breadwinner for the two of them. Her sickness sent Queenie into a
panic, the shiny skin, constant shaking, the pale skin, it was all a
sign that her sister would be gone. Not for the first time since her
departure did Queenie wish her sister was here with her. Yes,
Queenie knew that joining Grindelwald would lead to all kinds of
trouble for her, for her sister, for anyone really, but it was the right
decision. Even as she sat beside her injured friend, she still felt that
it was the right thing to do.
No Majs and wizards couldn't be together, it was the law and she
hated it. Jacob was the first person she really loved in the way of
romance, sure she had dated and been in relationships in the past,
but none were like Jacob. She wanted to be with him out in the open,
proudly. So long as she reminded herself why she was here, why
she was fighting with Grindelwald, then it was worth it. Jacob and
Tina would understand. Queenie shook all the thoughts from her
mind and focused back on Newt.
Newt offered her a kind smile, he couldn't meet her gaze, "No, I'm
alright. I, how long have I been out?"
Queenie hesitated, "Four days. But don't worry, Leta and I took care
of your creatures."
"No, no, she's alright," Queenie answered him, "You should lay down
Newt, keep resting. I'll get the healer."
She had told him before that when people were hurting, it was easier
to read them. Almost like they were projecting without really realizing
it. When someone used legillmens, you could feel it. Sometimes it
was obvious, other times hardly noticeable, but still present.
Queenie's tended to fluctuate. However he hadn't felt her reach in
his mind at all, not because she wasn't doing it though. Her ability
was out of her control, it just happened and wasn't somethings he
could consciously stop no matter what she did. The fact that she
wasn't even the smallest bet sending him worried him.
"You just woke up, still injured and out of it," Queenie told him, she
didn't sound convincing.
"You can tell me," Newt told her softly, he hoped he sounded
assuring, "Whatever it is. Maybe, maybe I can help."
Queenie didn't look at him, her eyes focused on her hands as she
thought over this. Maybe she could get away with letting Newt know-
no, it would only burden him and she didn't want to do that. They all
had their jobs to do, she could handle hers and would make do.
However she trusted Newt, telling him might make her feel better
about the matter and maybe, maybe he could help. Offer her some
guidance, give her some advice. She took a quick breath.
Grindelwald told her to keep it between the two of them for the time
being, but he didn't say she couldn't hint at it. So that was what's he
would do, drop a hint or two about it, let Newt put together himself.
"Okay, okay," Queenie said to him, she still didn't look at him, "It's my
assignment, from Grindelwald. I'm uh, let's just say I have to use my
legilimens a bit more aggressively."
It only took a few seconds before Newt understood what she was
referencing. Common reactive was to use truth spells when wanting
people to confess something, used in court cases all the time.
However legillmens was used sometimes as well, only it often was
used when the participant was less than forthcoming. A person had
to agree to the truth potion or spell, they didn't have to agree to
someone reading their mind to get the confession or information out
of them.
"It's necessary," Queenie said softly she shifted in her seat, "We
need information. If they won't talk to Grindelwald or his friends, then
they'll talk for me."
Queenie glances away, "I'm just not used to using it this way, but I
will get used to it. I will do my part to help."
Newt didn't want her to get used to having to rip information out of
someone's head. While Newt still felt that his goals were aligned with
Grindelwald, this made him worry about the lengths the man would
go to get them. War was brewing to be sure which meant tough
choices would have to be made, tough things had to be done. Not for
the first time, Newt wondered the cost.
Queenie didn't like taking the information out of people, she didn't
like constantly being able to look into someone's mind without their
permission. It was the worst invasion of privacy and she had no
control over it, no matter what she did. Now it seems that she had
use that to her advantage, to let her ability run free and reach into
another's mind aggressively. Queenie wasn't aggressive.
"Are you sure you're alright," Newt asked after several moments of
silence passed between them.
Queenie nodded, her smile back on, "Yes. Now stay put, I'm going to
get the healer."
Newt didn't protest as Queenie left this time, he let his eyes close for
a moment and tried to relax. As he did this, Queenie felt anything but
calm.
The feelings she had toward her natural gift were unsteady at best,
but not they were completely unbalanced. When Grindelwald had
informed her of what her assignments would be, she shouldn't have
been surprised. After all, part of the reason Griendelwald had been
interested in her was because of her legilimens. That day they
talked, she could sense it from him. At the time she hadn't seen why
he thought it was something great or that could be useful. He
thought her gift would be fundamental in his fight, now she
understood why.