A/N: NOTICE: I combined some chapters as I feel it is a better flow.
Chapter One: The Dark Forest
Newt appeared in a forest and as he did, there was a loud noise that sounded like a tree falling. He fell on his chest and heard a crack.
"Not the time-turner, please.."
As soon as Newt got up to examine himself, a wave of nausea hit him and he dropped his suitcase to his side. Soon Newt was on the ground, his head facing down at the wet forest floor. He had not registered the many cuts and bruises that were on his hands and arms and a deep cut in his stomach was starting to affect him now.
He heard the creek of a door and many voices as he doze off. Newt tried not to pass out but it consumed him and he laid silent on the wet leaves.
Four figures were surrounding Newt, three average-height people with the traditional Hogwarts robes on and a larger giant-like man with bruises and scratches on his face. The large man was the first to act, telling the others to grab the case and to help carry Newt back to the castle.
There was a stone hallway that had a window at the end of it. Outside of the window was a grand lawn with a forest skirting the edges. A figure was waiting near the window, alert to any noises. A girl wearing Slytherin robes and dark chocolate hair came down the hallway. She stopped near the window.
"Well, what is your surprise that could not wait till morning," the girl said.
"I found a hippogriff in the forest! I only wanted to see it when the teachers were not around so that I do not have to worry about having to come back to class."
The night was very dark, the two figures made their way out of the castle as quickly as possible to see if the hippogriff was still there. In the forest, the young boy tried making quiet footsteps. He walked on different angles to avoid any sound while the girl next to him tried, but failed multiple times. Both of them decided it was alright to light their wands to find the creature. When they reached the designated area, there were no signs of the hippogriff.
"It must be around here somewhere. I saw it just before I went to the dining hall," the boy said.
"Perhaps it was hungry or missed its family," the girl tried to joke.
"No, no it seemed content and he, or she, bowed and allowed me to get near it. It seemed as though it was staying here for a while."
"You're telling me you got near a hippogriff? Why are we even out here then? To show off?" there was annoyance in her voice.
"I was hoping I could share a great moment in my life with you. That we could experience how wonderful a creature the hippogriff is.."
"I could've gotten extra sleep," there girl said with a grin.
"Like you need it, we practically sneak off every night and you still are beaming even after a night full of adventure," the boy said.
"It is a miracle that we haven't been caught in our act yet. I always enjoy our time out here in our adventures, Newt," she said.
Both the girl and Newt walk back towards to castle with grins on their faces. They plan how to find the hippogriff, if it is still on school grounds, and what to name it. Newt suggests names while the girl continues to laugh until they part ways in the dark castle to their separate dormitories.
When Newt woke up, he had to think for a few minutes while he registered where he was. He had recognized the area but there wasn't a thought as to where he has saw it. As soon as Newt remembers what happens, he immediately panics, hoping he isn't too late to save Credence. Newt tries to get up but his headache makes him stagger. As he leans on the bed to look up, he is hit with a wave of remembrance.
"I-I... I remember this place...," Newt utters, completely stunned.
It was a long room with many hospital beds and a large wooden door as the entrance. On the bed next to him, near the pillow, was his case. Newt immediately thinks about his creatures and worries deeply about their current state when all of a sudden, a lady walks in. She is wearing a white apron with red robes underneath. She looks worried as soon as she steps in.
"Oh my! Please, please get back to bed... I will alert the headmaster that you are awake," she exclaims.
The lady half helps and half forces Newt into the hospital bed and it was at this moment Newt realizes his upper body was naked with a large bandage wrapped around his waist tightly. As Newt settles down again, he looks away from the lady as she walks out and awkwardly tries to cover himself up with the sheet. Newt continually looks over to his case, wanting to get up but his limbs would not work. As he makes up his mind to get out of bed and help his creatures, four people walk in.
The lady who helped Newt before leads the other three. One of them is a woman in black robes with spectacles sitting on her nose. Her hair is grey and she has a stern look on her face. The other woman next to her is completely the opposite. She is a small, plump woman with brown and beige clothes on with a hat on her curly grey hair. The third figure is a man that seems all too familiar to Newt. He has long white hair and a long white beard. He is wearing very decorated velvet-like purple robes.
They all stop at the end of his bed and not liking the attention, Newt tries to make himself smaller and avoids eye contact, only staring at the floor.
"Thank you Madam Pomfrey, we will take it from here," the man says to the lady who helped Newt. She quickly walks out of the room and closes the large wooden doors.
The man comes next to him and sits on the opposite bed with his case of magical creatures. Newt was hoping these people were not like the MACUSA. They all spoke British accents, but even some people at the Ministry for Magic are like those at MACUSA.
"Hello . Long-time no see I suppose," the old man says, trying to introduce himself.
Newt is curious now, he tries to ask how he knows his name and what he meant by "long-time no see," but at last, Newt just sat there, looking at the blankets.
"I would hope you have recognized me but I guess not. I will re-introduce myself. I am Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts school for witchcraft and wizardry." He then points to the taller, stern looking woman and continues,"this is Professor Minerva McGonagall," he points to the smaller woman,"and this would be Professor Pomona Sprout," he says quietly.
Newt looks up immediately to Professor Dumbledore and says,"Professor, I don't mean to be rude, but well... you have aged a lot since I last saw you," Newt says. He immediately feels awkward with all the eyes on me and sinks back, still looking in Professor Dumbledore's direction.
"It seems so, from your perspective at least. The last time I saw you, you were not this young," Professor Dumbledore remarks.
Newt looks up immediately, horror on his face.
"Wh-wh-what... year... is-is-is it?" Newt stammers out.
"I am afraid it is 1995, ."
Newt almost passes out with horror as the two other professors at the end of the bed look on to him.
"This cannot be, I-I-I only meant to go back.. thre-three days..," Newt finally gets out.
The woman in black robes, Professor McGonagall, steps up to ask,"You have time-traveled, I am afraid. We found the time-turner on your neck once you were in the infirmary a week ago. I am sorry, but it is broken."
Newt's heart sank and he almost threw up had it not been for Professor Dumbledore speaking next.
"The Ministry for Magic has been... interfering with Hogwarts as of lately. One of our teachers has a position there and reported you being here. The Ministry is not happy at all and they are requesting that you be interrogated by her. I have requested our herbology teacher, Professor Sprout, to be here while you are interrogated in case there are any medical mishaps."
"It was a very dangerous thing what you did, . Traveling in the past for five hours alone could kill you, but sixty years? It is a miracle you are not dead, something I am quite curious about. So I will be here studying your motions for the next few days before you are released," Professor Sprout stated.
Newt was about to ask about his creatures when the large wooden doors opened and a lady in pink walking down the corridor to the end of his bed furious. Sensing his eyes on the case, Professor Dumbledore looks up at Newt and places a hand on the magically case.
"Do not fear, they will be taken care of by one of our teachers. Do not mention the contents of this case to anyone," Professor Dumbledore whispered quickly.
As soon as the lady reached the end of Newt's bed, all the professors left but the herbology one. Newt felt even worse then he did, his wounds were now starting to burn and his nausea was only worsening with the pink lady in the room. She was ringing alarm bells off in his head as she sat beside him with a small pink briefcase.
"Now where to begin," the lady said in a high pitch. She smiled at Newt in a fake way and he sunk even further into the bed.
There was an awkward five minute long pause as the pink lady next to him got a quill and a piece of parchment out. Newt did not want to be at Hogwarts of all places right now. Even worse, the time-turner was gone and now he could be stuck here for quite a while and he wasn't looking forward to that. If Newt was in trouble with the Ministry, he can only imagine MACUSA's reaction when and if he gets back. The pink lady interrupted his thoughts when she started to introduce herself.
"Hello! My name is Dolores Umbridge! I am the professor for the Defense Against the Dark Arts and I am also the Senior Undersecretary to the Minister for Magic," she said with a large smile.
Newt sat there silently. He was trying to figure out what made him so eerily suspicious about this woman. She wore all pink and her hair was in a bob that was so high, it could have touched the clouds. Umbridge sat there waiting for a reply but Newt sulked into the bed even more and continued to avoid eye contact.
"Now,"she began,"I have been sent here to interrogate and ask you some questions about your, er, appearance at Hogwarts at such a young age."
Newt was at a lost for words, he still did not believe it was 1995. He couldn't accept it.
"Now, please correct me if I am wrong, but you are Newton Artemis Fido Scamander, born in 1907," Umbridge stated.
Newt could not get the words out so he simply nodded.
"What was the year you departed before coming to 1995?"she asked.
"1926," Newt replied softly.
Newt's wounds were healing now but the deep cut across his abdomen was burning now. It felt as though there was a bucket of lava siting across it. Newt could barely think anymore that he missed Umbridge's statement.
"Hello? Mr Scamander? Do you admit to using a time-turner and if so, where did you find the object?"she asked.
Newt tried using words but all he could think about was the pain he was in. He clutched the front of his stomach and Professor Sprout, sensing this, says," Professor Umbridge, I do not think is well. Let me check on him to make sure there are no complications. Then you can resume questioning him." Newt was grateful for Professor Sprout. He did not feel like continuing and Newt was feeling dizzier and his vision was becoming fuzzier by the moment. He laid his head back and Newt closed his eyes. Umbridge was not happy to have her interrogation interrupted.
"Fix him quickly, time is of the essence here. The Ministry must know what had happened. I will give you less then ten minutes to make him conscious," Umbridge said furiously.
Professor Sprout called for Madam Pompfrey to help Newt. Madam Pompfrey replaced his bandages while Sprofessor Sprout made a small mixture for him to drink that will make Newt stay awake for at least an hour. By the time they gave it to Newt, Umbridge had come back. They needed to give him an extra five minutes to at least become conscious.
"You are telling me it will take another five minutes? Professor Sprout, I would have thought you could of done better," Umbridge says, questioning Professor Sprout's capabilities.
Professor Sprout looked as though she could slap Umbridge for what she just said but before she could get the chance, Madam Pompfrey led her out and closed the doors.
Feeling the need to speed things along, Umbridge takes out a vile of Veritaserum, truth serum, and places it in tea she intends to give to Newt.
Once Newt become concious again, the cut in his stomach was still stinging but not as bad as it was before. He turned to his side to see Umbridge staring at him with a cup of tea in her hands.
"Professor Sprout and Madam Pompfrey require that you drink this to help with the sting of your wound," Umbridge said deviously.
Newt sat up and took the tea, avoiding any eye contact and replying with a soft,"Thank you."
After he was finished, she took the cup from Newt and his cut did not stop burning. In fact, it increased even more. He was breathing shallowly but before he could ask what the ingredients inside the tea were, Umbridge continued with her interrogation.
"Now, please answer my question again. Do you admit to using a time-turner and if so, where did you find one?"
Newt did not want to respond, he just wanted to go back to sleep or speak with Professor Dumbledore again. However, his mind was betraying him. Newt was compelled to answer full-heartily.
"Yes, I used a time turner and I got it from the Department of Myserties at MACUSA," Newt said, practically spitting out the words. Newt was astonished and he had a sneaking suspicion Umbridge did not tell the truth about the tea cup.
"Good! Where is this time-turner?"
"It-It," Newt stammered, trying to resist answering. Umbridge looked on, nodding her head, wanting answers."It was destroyed and I haven't seen it since the night I came here," Newt said breathlessly.
"I hope you know that there is not another time-turner. At least not in Europe. Perhaps America but I highly doubt they would let you use it to return to your time," Umbridge said,"While there has been no experimentation with time travel to the future, you can expect some sort of punishment from the Ministry for Magic."
Newt felt like the time he was expelled from Hogwarts, his shoulders sunk and his eyes did not meet those of Umbridge.
"Thank you for answering my questions," Umbridge said with a fake smile. She gathered her possessions and half skipped down the corridor outside.
Newt then felt the need for sleep overcome him. Staying up this long was draining his energy. He turned himself on his side and fell asleep for a while.
Later...
When Newt woke up again, he looked out the window. It was dark and there was a light beside his table with a tray full of food. Newt inferred it was past supper and he took the tray. He was feeling very drained from his day and Newt did not remember the last time he ate. He guessed it was before he left, which would be over 70 years for someone. He smiled at that thought, it was a little funny. There was turkey included in his meal but he just swept it aside since he is a vegetarian. When Newt was done with his meal, he was going to place it on the bedside table when he realized there was a letter addressed to him. Newt opened the seal and it read:
Dear Mr Scamander,
I hope you remember your time at Hogwarts. I am truly sorry I could not speak to you in person but I am quite busy. Perhaps tomorrow I could come visit you. If you were wondering about your case, do not worry. Our professor for the Care of Magical Creatures and our Gamekeeper, Rubeus Hagrid, has been looking after many of your creatures. Madam Pompfrey and Professor Sprout estimate that you should be able to walk around by tomorrow. However, they ask that you only leave the hospital wing for an hour at a time since you can seriously weaken yourself.
In the next few days, you should be able to leave the infirmary but there is the ordeal with the time-turner. The Ministry is acting very paranoid as of lately. There is tension running between myself and the Ministry at this time due to a certain matter I cannot disclose to you. It is very dangerous for you to know about the future, if you are able to make it back to 1926. There is also the matter about your older counterpart. Yes, you live until 1995, that is as much about your future I can tell you. However, since no one has traveled to the future before, we do not know what will happen. When you travel to the past, you are there with a younger version. However, the Department of Mysteries thinks that you replace your older self when going to the future as yourself from 1995 has not been seen ever since you arrived.
We can speak more about it tomorrow but I suggest you rest now.
-Professor Dumbledore
Newt sat there completely stunned at the last part of Professor Dumbledore's letter. While the good news is that Newt lives for a very long time, he still has no way of getting back. After sleeping for such a long time, Newt feels very bored and not as tired as Professor Dumbledore suggests. He attempts to get out of bed when he almost falls over. Newt catches his balance as quickly as he can and finds a shirt to put on. There is a traditional cloak next to Newt's bed that is black with different golden patterns. He puts it on and walks towards the door. Newt was sick of seeing the hospital wing, an area he was too familiar with when at Hogwarts.
Newt turned a corridor. He didn't know where he was going but he knew it had to be somewhere other then the infirmary. He heard many footsteps from down the corridor. It was dark and Newt's eyes were registered to the darkness but he could not tell whether the footsteps were in front of him or behind him. Newt pulls his cloak tighter around himself and turns around to see a stern looking man in all black robes with his wand illuminating a small glow. Next to him, he held onto the arm of a student drenched in sweat. They both stop, looking at Newt curiously and the older man speaks in a slow manner,"And who are you? An intruder?"
Before Newt could reply, the older man said,"No matter, you're coming with me."
Newt's hand immediately went to his side for his wand, but it was not there, and noticing this the older man yelled,"STUPEFY."
Newt's body flew back the corridor and he landed on his back. Pain immediately erupted on the backside of his wound. Newt placed a hand on his stomach and felt liquid. Blood was oozing from it, making his shirt wet. The wound must have opened up. Newt could barely breath at this time. The older man came and checked for his wand but it was not there. He helped Newt up and ordered him to walk in front of him for a few more yards until they reached a corridor with a golden eagle statue. Newt was holding onto his stomach to prevent bleeding any further. The old man in black said something and it revealed stairs going up. Newt realized that these were the stairs to the headmaster's office. While Newt was glad to be seeing Dumbledore, he wished something could be done about his wound. In order to stop the bleeding, Newt tightened the cloak around him even more. Once they reached the top, the older man led him and the other student inside.
Professor Dumbledore was inside the headmaster's office, tending to a Phoenix. He was very surprised to turn around and find Newt, Harry and Professor Snape standing there at that time of night.
"I found Potter in the hallway, he had a...vision. And for the other one, this man was wandering the hallways and reached for his wand. I assumed the worst that he was an intruder," Professor Snape said slowly.
Newt could almost feel Professor Dumbledore's stare. He avoided looking at him. He walked over to the student and asked what he saw, he seem more worried about the vision at this moment.
Newt was not paying attention to anything they said until Professor Dumbledore quickly went over to the Phoenix with a letter."Faux Feathers, deliver this to the Ministry right away, time is of the essence," he said. He turned to the student,"Harry, wait outside, there is some other business I must attend to quickly," Professor Dumbledore said as he was leading the student named Harry outside his office.
He then turned to Newt."Newt, what are you doing up at this hour? In my letter I suggested for you to walk around tomorrow, not tonight"
"I'm sorry professor, I was quite bored sitting in that room and I have slept for a week. I highly doubt I need anymore rest," Newt said.
The professor went over to Professor Snape. Newt had almost forgotten about his wound. He had been holding it so long he didn't care to look."Professor Snape, thank you for your caution but I advise you to no longer attack an unarmed man or woman at night. He is our guest for the time being," Professor Dumbledore said.
Newt was now looking at his hand, it was bloody. Even after he placed the cloak on his wound, it still seeped through to this hand.
Professor Snape was about to answer Dumbledore when he noticed Newt's hand.
"Your hand, what happened?" Snape said as he rushed over. Professor Dumbledore followed closely behind him.
Snape forces Newt's hand open and sees that the bottom part of his shirt is bloody red."Diffindo," Snape says with a slash of his wand. The buttons on Newt's shirt become undone to reveal the bandage covering his wound completely red.
"Why didn't you say anything!" Dumbledore said rather loudly.
"Episkey," Snap said,"This should keep him from bleeding for a while. We must get him to the infirmary."
"I'm sorry professor, you were rather busy," Newt said, avoiding Dumbledore's stare.
"Go. Newt, you and I will be having a conversation about this later," Professor Dumbledore said as Snape led him out of the room. Newt would not be looking forward to that.
Newt and Professor Snape passed the student as they headed toward the infirmary. Newt could feel the student's gaze following him.
They reached the infirmary and Madam Pompfrey was furious.
"I was deathly scared! Where did you go? You aren't allowed to leave the hospital wing at night!" She exclaimed.
Before Newt could say anything, Professor Snape cut in, stating,"Madam Pompfrey, this man is hurt. I used a minor healing spell to sustain his wounds but they seem a little worse."
"How did this happen?" she said, as she was examining Newts abdomen.
"A stupefy spell," Snape said coldly and quietly.
"I am not even going to ask," Madam Pompfrey said as she wrapped bandages around Newt."There, you should heal enough over night to walk around for a while but I warn you to be cautious," she says as she creates some mixture.
Professor Snape leaves the hospital wing, seeing that his job was done. On his way out, he closed the doors.
"Drink this," Madam Pompfrey said, handing him a mixture.
"What is it?" Newt asked.
"It is a simple mixture to help you fall and stay asleep. I do not trust you to be on your own from now on unless you are sleeping," she says.
Newt, feeling bad for causing such a worry, drinks the mixture and lays down on the hospital bed. Sure enough, he dozes off into a deep slumber.
The Next Morning...
When Newt woke up, Professor Dumbledore was waiting by his side.
"Ah, good-morning, Newt. I hope you slept well," he said.
Newt sat up very slowly, he was incredibly sore from the night he had. Professor Dumbledore, sensing his want to leave, begins to stand up and place a hand on his shoulder."What you did last night was very reckless. I understand your want to leave. I, myself, dislike the hospital wing very much. However, your wounds are very serious, especially those of time travel. We must monitor them carefully, they do not heal as quickly as other wounds," he said. Newt had no words, and instead, he simply nodded.
"Professor, I was.. well... I was wondering if I could see my creatures. I am very worried about them, they haven't been away from me this long," Newt said.
"I believe today you may walk around. Why yes, you can check on them but you cannot take care of them yet. I mentioned to you in my letter that Professor Hagrid would be taking care of them. Maybe after his Care of Magical Creatures lesson, you can go visit him," Professor Dumbledore said.
"I would enjoy that very much. Thank you," Newt said with a smile.
"Please come by my office later, I would like to speak to you on different matters. The password is PhoenixFeathers," Dumbledore said, and with that, he started for the door before he remembered,"Oh, and by the way, here is your wand," he said with a smile. And with that, Dumbledore left Newt.
With a flick of his wand, Newt summoned some clothes from his memory. Since he was in England, he felt safer wearing some more wizard-like items. He summoned maroon colored robes with two silver buttons on the side and three up the middle. Newt then summoned his golden colored waistcoat and then his bow tie tied itself with a swish of Newt's wand.
Newt then headed for the corridor. He went the opposite direction the night before since that way seemed to go deeper into the castle. Finally he found his way outside. It was snowing and Newt was wondering why on earth they would have a class outside today. Newt saw from the castle a large group of students not too far into the forest. He walked towards them and once he reached the outskirts of the class, Newt circled around to the side, walking into the forest. He could hear the students talk and surprisingly, Umbridge was there, which was quite weird in Newt's opinion. He observed the class silently and saw that this was a combined class between Slytherins and Gryffindors. The Slytherins reminded Newt about Leta. He was about to delve into more thoughts about her when Professor Hagrid announced his lesson.
"Er, yes, today we will be learnin' about thestrals," he said.
"Excuse me?" Umbridge said.
"Oh, um, you know, those large winged horses," Professor Hagrid said while imitating them with his arms.
Umbridge then wrote on her clipboard and said what she was writing loud enough for everyone to hear,"Has to resort... to... crude sign... language..."
Newt was stunned to how Umbridge was behaving. This was not right and it was at this moment that Newt began to see some of the thestrals.
"As I was sayin'...er, what was I sayin'?" he asked.
"Appears to have... short memory... loss...," Umbridge said and wrote away on her clipboard.
As the half-giant continued talking about thestrals, Newt began to remember some of his experiences with them. He had never seen a thestral physically. Newt has in fact, never saw them until now. He wondered what must have caused a change in order for him to see as well as understand death. Before he could continue with his thoughts, Newt leaned on a tree while Umbridge interrupted Professor Hagrid.
"Are you fully aware the Ministry of Magic has classified thestrals as highly dangerous animals?"
"Thesteals are not dangerous, not at all!" Hagrid exclaimed.
"Seems to show signs... of pleasure... at the ideas of... violence...," she said aloud again.
Before Newt could think about what he was doing, he blurted out,"Professor Hagrid is correct, thestrals are not dangerous unless you provoke them like all other animals, Professor Umbridge."
Newt immediately regretted his decision as everyone looked at him. Umbridge seems to be burning with anger and frustration.
"Ah, Mr Scamander, a pleasure to see you. I hope you are feeling alright," she said sweetly.
All Newt did was avoid eye contact and instead nodded.
"I hope you do know that thestrals are indeed dangerous since their invisibility can cause many complications," she continued on.
"They are not invisible to those who have experienced a death-like situation. And even then, they usually avoid people and are extremely compassionate. So, no, they are not dangerous Professor Umbridge," Newt said.
"Why are you even here? You are clearly interrupting a class, something that will not go unaccounted for," Umbridge replied.
Newt stepping closer toward the beautiful skeleton like horses replied,"Professor Dumbledore requested that I see Hagrid after his class. I did not realize it was only a few minutes early. Besides, it looks as though the students have learned that thestrals are indeed not dangerous, even when invisible. They avoid humans unless we approach them."
At this moment, the Gryffidor students looked at him in awe and the Slytherins were sneering with disgust.
"Class dismissed!" Umbridge said quickly. She then stormed off towards the castle shortly afterward.
A/N: The next chapter will be from Hermione's POV. It will start from the moment they saw Newt to the day after since I did mention he was in the hospital wing for about a week. Time-travel is very dangerous going into the past, imagine going to the future. I also hoped you enjoyed that memory Newt was dreaming about. And yes, it was with Leta if you were wondering. Once I'm finished with the story, I will probably continue with the events right after FBAWTFT. Let me know what you think and reviews are very appreciated!
-Athena, Slytherin💚.
UPDATE:
A/N: Ok so I was thinking about an intereaction between Snape and Newt since they are pretty much the complete opposite. That will be highlighted in the next chapter. Also do not fear as Newt will become much better in the next chapter! I was going to put more information about Newt when Umbridge was talking to him but I don't know if he is a pure blood or half-blood. I know some fanfics say he's a pureblood but others say he's a half-blood. I think I'm probably going to toy around with the idea about him being a pure blood. Also I think I may go back and re-edit the date he was born since I think Newt looks wayyyy younger then 29 to be honest. As always, please review and tell me what you think!
Ok so I edited Newt's birthday from 1897 to 1907 since I'm going to be pursuing something in the future (trying to do no spoilers here) so as of right now, Newt is 20.
-Athena, Slytherin💚.
UPDATE:
A/N: This last scene with the thestrals is probably my favorite part to write to date. I may go back and re-edit it to make it longer since I love the idea of Newt one-upping Umbridge. It just brings joy to my mind xD. In the next chapter there will be a POV from Hermione about Newt interrupting the class and his interaction with Hagrid/the case. I'm not sure if I want Hermione, Harry and Ron all learning about the case just yet. I will have some time though since this is the last chapter I'm doing for tonight so. Hope you enjoyed and please review!
I re-edit it because some things didn't make sense with the Order of the Phoenix book timeline. Since this is an AU, Harry had like a mini vision in between some of the chapters in the book, well that's how I put it. I'm halfway done with the other chapter and it should be up by 4:00 EST. Anyway, I have done some research into Newt's background like if he's half-blood or pure blood. Pottermore doesn't say anything while the wiki says he's pureblood. I think I'm gonna go guess that he's pure blood because his mother was a hippogriff breeder and well, you can't really do that in the open muggle world. Also, I'm probably going to lower Newt's age because 1) I have enjoyed writing Newt and Hermione's parts and I'm entertaining the idea of Newtmione. It is a little weird though that Hermione is 15 in Order of the Phoenix and the lowest age Newt could probably be is 20 but I have an idea on how to raise her age so do not fear!
-Athena, Slytherin💚
