Scuttling Through Fate
I do not own Harry Potter.
This is in reply to 'mysterioustgexpert's reverse animagus challenge. If interested, see him. Also, if anybody needs inspiration, search the title of your favorite franchise and add the word 'challenge.' This sight is home to some lazy geniuses. With all that out-of-the-way, on with the show.
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It was a foolhardy thing to do. Stupid, rash, unadvised, and it could get her disowned from the clan if she did this… she did it anyway. She and her clan lived in the lower levels of the giant stone structure they called home. It may have been their whole world, but she knew there was more.
Not a soul noticed her as she climbed through the structure. The halls were empty. The cabins were empty. Then she came to the main hall.
Four pairs of eyes locked on to her as she entered. This would have seemed normal if they were all on one body, but these beings were like the visitors to the structure. Standing arrogant on two legs with only one pair of eyes on any of their miniscule heads. They had those power sticks that were to be feared and avoided at all costs. She may have been young, but even she understood that.
At once, all four visitors pulled out their powers sticks and yelled. She didn't see their mouths move from behind those masks they wore (covering only the lower half of their faces) but the lines of red and green light were fully visible to her. Two flew over her. One scorched a tapestry. The last one scorched the ground in front of her.
Her small legs jumped involuntarily from panic. She didn't give them any extra time. She rushed off as fast as her little body could carry her, flashes of light and incoherent shouts echoing through the halls behind her. There wasn't nearly enough time to get back to the clan and even if she made it she wasn't about to bring 'visitors' to the clan. That would get them all killed!
She took her only option. Running into the nearest open classroom, she hid behind a set of tables. The door was blasted open. More beams of energy flew from their power sticks. She screamed, and a flash of light overtook the classroom.
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'Newt' was not happy. All his life he had been intrigues by magical creatures. (He blamed his mother's breeding of hippogriffs.) He had only graduated from Hogwarts several years ago (head boy of Hufflepuff, no less) and already he was working for the ministry of magic as a worker for the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. His life was set.
Then there were some rumors about a secret chamber being opened underneath Hogwarts -the school he loved so dearly- and then students were dying left and right. Soon enough the school was closed. 'Acromantula infestation' they said. HA! And now Hogwarts has been closed for five years and they decide to call in him. One Newton Artemis Fido Scamander (soon to be order of Merlin- second class) for an extermination job. Oh, 'Newt' was not happy.
So they spend months scouring the school of Hogwarts for any signs of Acromantulas and nearly give up hope. Then, as if on a silver platter, an acromantula comes walking into the Great Hall. The other three are only thinking of their paychecks, but Newt hesitates. The thing was clearly only a hatchling. Too small to be any threat and not old enough to have developed its poison sacks yet.
The three idiots accompanying Newt quickly grabbed their wands and blasted some spells haphazardly. With the aim of these simpletons at such horrendous levels, you had to wonder how they got a job at the ministry in the first place! Newt fired a weak Diffindo at the ground in front of the hatchling which promptly jumped before scuttling away.
Sadly the stupid ones couldn't leave well enough alone and took chase after the hatchling. Newt had to follow them to make sure they didn't bollocks the entire operation or kill the hatchling. While the trio was busy firing off random spells with no purpose, Newt watched as the hatchling his inside one o the now empty classrooms.
Almost certainly wanting to take credit, one of the idiots saw Newt at the doorway to the classroom and cast a quick Reducto. The wood was blown to pieces. Newt swore he heard some type of panicked clicking before an even brighter flash of light than the spell spilled out from the room. The idiots jumped at the room like seagulls to dropped ice cream.
Newt had expected to hear more clicking, but he only heard some high-pitched crying before the trio left the room disappointed. Curious, Newt decided to take a look inside. Softly crying behind an overturned table was a little girl. She couldn't have been older than three or so. Her eyes were closed as she cried, twin rivulets of tears cascaded down her peachy cheeks. Her messy brunette hair went down to her neck in small curls. A small, black, knee-length dress was the only thing she wore. (To the public eye at least.)
Newt put one hand on her head. The toddler abruptly stopped crying and opened her eyes. Her mouth slowly closed as well. Her eyes were slightly puffy, but the color was still intriguing. She was dichromatic. One green and one red eye. Her mouth, still slightly open in caution and curiosity, revealed one larger than average top canine. A smirk came to Newt's face.
Maybe this job wasn't pointless after all.
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And there's the prologue. For those of you who don't know, Newt is canon; not an OC. Anyway, give me some feedback and I may continue this. Later. :D
