Fantastic Fred And Where To Find Him
Chapter 2
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Newt was sitting at his desk with his diary sitting open in front of him, Pickett the Bowtruckle was perched on Newt's shoulder nuzzling his neck.
Newt thought about his last conversation with this Fred. Newt purposefully didn't mention Grindelwald by name last time, it didn't feel right to tell a young student the greatest dark wizard of all time was back.
Instead Newt referred to him as Graves.
Newt glanced over at the small alarm clock resting on his bedside table, 4:59pm, which would put London at, 9:59pm. Newt and Fred spoke at around 10:00pm.
Newt watched as the clock ticked to 5 before starting to write.
'Are you there Fred? Newt wrote eagerly
But there was no reply, Newt waited a couple of minutes before writing again.
'Hello'
Nothing. Newt sat back in his chair, 'he must be caught up with something' Newt thought to himself.
Newt sat by the diary organizing his case, writing in the diary, playing with Pickett, writing in the diary, re-organizing his case, writing in the diary.
Newt looked at the clock, 6:00pm, Newt was upset when it seemed Fred wasn't coming back, but he knew he would be doing something that kept him late, he was probably studying and lost track of time.
Newt didn't even know why he cared so much, it wasn't as if he really knew this person, but Newt felt like he did.
Newt guessed he cared so much because writing in the diary was the only form of entertainment on this bloody ship.
Newt closed the book and stood up straightening his clothes before sitting on the edge of the bed. 'These voyages are incredibly boring aren't they Pickett' Newt spoke to the Bowtruckle.
Pickett was whispering to Newt when Newt heard a small flapping noise, looking over at the desk he saw the book had flipped itself open to the first page.
Newt stood up and looked towards the diary, he could just make out some black writing appearing on the page.
Newt rushed over to the diary and saw the words as they appeared.
'Are you there Newt?
Newt quickly scribbled back.
'Yes, yes I'm here hello'
'Good I feared I took too long, I was busy with my brother, I tried to get away as quick as I could'
'That's quite alright, I didn't know you had a brother'
'Not just a brother but 5 brothers and a sister'
'Oh my, I hope I didn't pull you away from your family'
'Not at all, quite glad to be rid of them sometimes, finally alone'
'I understand'
'Oh yes I forgot to mention last night but did you know your name is the same name as the author of one of my old school books'
'No I didn't know, that's funny I've never met another person named Newt'.
Just like the night before the pair talked for hours, exchanging stories of their many adventures at Hogwarts. Until something changed when Fred wrote something down.
'Speaking of Defence Against The Dark Arts, Snape gave my brother and I detention, for no reason, we didn't try to blow up all of the desks'
'You blew up all the desks? how on earth did you manage that?'
'It was some ruddy spell George learnt from Lee, a friend of ours, Snape took 50 points from Gryffindor for that one, each!'
'Who is this Snape by the way, I don't remember a professor named Snape when I went to Hogwarts'
'That's odd, he's been there long as I can remember and as long as my brothers were here'
'Yes but I still don't remember, oh well, it's not like I ever paid attention in potions anyway'
'We have that in common'.
Newt and Fred narrowly avoided figuring out their obvious time difference. But that was about to change.
'Yes, yes I agree Fred, Dumbledore is the greatest wizard of all time, he's the best teacher at Hogwarts in my opinion'
'Teacher? I think you mean headmaster'
'I think I'd know if Albus Dumbledore became headmaster of Hogwarts'
'When did you get expelled Newt, Dumbledore has been headmaster of Hogwarts for over 70 years'
'70 years'
'Yes'
'Fred, what year is it?
'It's 1996 of course'
Newt dropped his quill, this wasn't possible, there was no magic for this. There was no magic that could cross between this amount of time, not even a time turner.
Newt slammed the book shut and pushed away from the desk moving to the other side of the room, magic like this had to be dark magic.
After a few moments Newt heard the familiar sound of pages flapping, he flicked his head around and saw the book was open and black ink was seeping onto the page.
'Newt, what's the matter? Fred had scribbled out.
Newt could make out the words by stepping on his tippy toes and straining his neck forward. But Newt still didn't dare get closer.
'Ok I guess somethings come up, talk tomorrow? Goodnight' Fred wrote.
'Who am I kidding? Not all strange and abnormal magic is dark' Newt thought to himself.
Newt jogged to the book and quickly scribbled something out 'Fred are you still there?
But there was no reply, Newt waited a while longer scribbling out a few things here and there but Newt guessed Fred had gone to bed.
Around about the same time the next night Newt was sitting at his desk, the book wide open his quill dripping with ink ready to go.
It was lucky they established a time because soon enough Fred's words had leaked onto the page in front of Newt.
'Are you there Newt?
'Yes, I'm here'
'Oh good I was worried last night, what happened?
'Fred I don't know how to tell you this, I don't even understand it myself'
'What, what's the matter'
'You're in the future and I'm in the past'.
Fred didn't respond.
Newt looked at the words he had written, then he looked at them again, and a minute later the words were still there.
'What? Newt mumbled to himself. Newt drew a line on the page, it stayed there, he wrote random words and drew scribbles but each one stayed.
'Damn' Newt exclaimed loudly. A moment later after Newt had slammed the book shut in confusion he had a thought 'Maybe if I go to Hogwarts, Dumbledore could figure this thing out' Newt said aloud to Pickett.
And that's the end of the chapter, this is probably one of the hardest stories I've written. J.K has put in so much detail that if I change one thing everything else doesn't make sense, I really hope it works out and I really hope you all enjoy it.
But anyway thank you so much for reading and as always I will see you all in the next chapter.
-L.A.G
