Part 3:

Tina and Newt:

"We have been trudging through this all night." Tina was exhausted. They had spent nine hours powering through the swamp. Newt refused to sleep, saying he knew somewhere they could sleep that was more comfortable than the swamp.

"We are almost there." Newt had somehow collected a string of duck like creatures that had long thin legs that carried them on the mud without sinking. They marched behind them seeming to respect him as their mother duck.

Newt's hair fell into his eyes due to the sweat and dense humidity that surrounded them. The air was practically water. Tina's dress was in ruins and her body ached with exhaustion. She had been in Newt's suitcase before but never for this long and never had she hiked non-stop in it for hours.

"We are almost where?" Tina asked realizing a few ducks were now following her.

"To the city," Newt stated as if this were obvious.

"YOU. HAVE. A. CITY. IN. HERE?" Tina screamed. "That is so illegal. That has to be illegal."

"Remember when WWII started? Well, I intercepted a few trains going to terrible places and then one thing led to another and sometimes refugees are housed here. Magical and muggles alike. When Voldemort came into power Dumbledore asked me to reopen the city. They can leave whenever they wish." Newt seemed to fail to understand the extraordinary fact that he carried a city in his suitcase. "Humans need help sometimes too."

"I have no idea how to respond to this information," Tina said honestly. It didn't surprise her that Newt would save humans or think twice about building a city now that he said it but it was still hard to fathom.

"Here we are." Newt pointed at a string of cottages that ordained a beautiful hillside. The swamp Tina realized was protection for the city. The city was lined with doors to the outside world that would allow any person to leave whenever they wished. "There are only about a half dozen people here now. A couple refugees and two wizards that help me take care of the animals. I'm expecting a population boom though." Newt sounded worried. Tina stared in shock as Newt climbed down the hill toward the random city he had made in his suitcase.

Jace and Clary:

"Here." Jace smashed his foot into an assortment of berries on his shirt. "Purple." Jace had been collecting various fruits and plants and had crushed them into dye for Clary to paint with. He had argued that by collecting plants it made looking for the antidote more fun and offered a distraction. Clary, who desperately wanted to paint the scene in front of them didn't argue this in fact made little sense as they were staying in one place and searching the same area repeatedly.

"Your boyfriend sucks," a centaur said from behind him. Clary jumped in surprise. Their hoofs usually alerted her to their presence but they could be silent when they wanted. Newt had taken a few centaurs in when an old professor named Umbridge had tried to hunt them down in revenge.

"I do not suck. I'm awesome and you are merely jealous," Jace screamed as he climbed a tree nearby. "The last time someone thought that I sucked I befriended them and became their parabati. Now we are joined together. You will love me by time I'm done here."

Clary suspected Jace had grown accustomed to his small world at the institute. He seemed to be taking the centaurs dislike of him personally.

"He doesn't suck. He is an acquired taste. Past the arrogance is a kind heart," Clary replied to the centaur.

"He is destroying the forest," the centaur responded angrily.

"And you will thank me for it once you see this painting." Jace flipped off the tree branch and landed on the ground like a cat.

Penelope and Harry:

Penelope was willing to admit that causing Harry Potter to fly away from her had not been her brightest moment. She had lost the Chosen One. Well, this universe chosen one. Simon's was the chosen one for her and Baz. For Baz, quite literally. Though, she knew Simon had yet to figure this out.

"Harry!" Penelope screamed. This was an unfortunate idea as several creatures sprinted toward her at once. Newt must have several animals named Harry.

"Harry's help me find Harry Potter," Penelope pleaded to multiple animals in front of her. Some, she realized didn't speak English. They stared at her. Some shook their heads and left while a few seemed to be looking.

A thunderbird flew away from Penelope magnificently. Penelope sat on the grass thanking Harry the thunderbird.

"You had a thunderbird retrieve me?" A scream from the sky yelled down at her. Harry was dropped next to her with quite the force as the thunderbird released him.

"Thank you, Harry 1.0," Penelope called to the thunderbird. "Harry 2.0, did you find anything?

"I'm the original Harry and no I did not," Harry huffed.

Queenie and Jacob:

"These cookies are amazing darling," Queenie said to Jacob. After he had spent the night baking she had convinced him it was smart to sleep in the shed they had started in. Jacob was growing increasingly impatient.

"We should be helping Newt," Jacob responded sounding sleepy.

"If you are still tired you should sleep. It won't be much help if we need saving ourselves dear." Queenie suspected the fairy dust was making him tired. It could have that effect on nomaj's.

"I guess you're right. When I wake up we will leave? Even if it's the middle of the night," Jacob asked between yawns.

"Yes, yes." Queenie was reading his mind and knew he was becoming frustrated at their lack of movement.

"Just need a way to protect him," Queenie muttered to herself as Jacob began snoring.

Fred and George:

"Five fireworks and two frogs Malec won't leave their tent for at least a day," Fred wagered.

"It could be Agnus or Magel or Alnus," George countered.

"Everyone calls them Malec when they talk about them as a couple. You've read the fanfiction." Fred set off a firework in the shape of Ron into the night sky, mostly on the off chance it would annoy Ron.

"Fine, I'm into Malec. You're a sucker for Clace." George watched the fireworks explode above them happily. A few animals stared up with them. They had collected a few animals venoms they suspected they could turn into exploding potions.

"I think Magnus can convince Alec to stay for at least two days and Jace will be punched by a centaur at least once." Fred offered as a bet.

"You have a deal." George shook his twin's hand and opened the map to find Clace and Malec.

Ron and Hermione:

Ron waved frantically at Hermione. Hermione stared in surprise and fascination. A spider like creature the size of a small boulder walked along the sea floor while fish were trapped in its web. Ron raised his wand to kill the spider only to be hit by Hermione.

It is probably important to the ecosystem Hermione spelled out with her wand, a string of purple flames illuminated in the ocean. Ron had no idea how to cast that spell so he spelled words using his wand without flames.

It is a spider he spelled out gesturing angrily at the creature beneath them.

Hermione rolled her eyes at him and swam passed the spider who seemed not to be bothered by her presence. Ron stayed back, refusing to acknowledge Hermione's waving gestures telling him to follow her. There was no way he was getting so close to a giant underwater spider.

Alec and Magnus:

Magnus stretched like a cat. Alec was asleep, his head resting over Magnus's heart. Magnus carefully avoided moving him but failed.

"What time is it?" Alec asked groggily, his long black hair askew.

"Time to cuddle? Cuddle o'clock?" Magnus offered hopefully.

"I want too. We really should be helping Newt though." Alec opened their tent to Magnus's disappoint. Both gasped in surprise. Giant rocks were falling, smashing into the ground. A group of trolls were throwing boulders at them from the cliff above.

"They really have gone mad." Magnus's hands illuminated blue and their tent was circled by a translucent shield. Rocks bounced off it. "I can't believe Craig would throw a rock at me." Magnus glared at one of the trolls on the cliff.

"Craig? Never mind. Doesn't matter. I guess we should wait it out in the tent." Alec returned to their sleeping bag, Magnus happily wiggling in beside him. Magnus wrapped his arm around Alec who rested his head on his chest contently listening to Magnus's steady heartbeat.

"Do you want kids?" Alec asked nervously. Magnus and Alec rarely talked about things like marriage and children.

Magnus didn't want to frighten Alexander away. He was aware he was Alec's first relationship. He knew how he felt but had tried to ease them into a relationship. The question startled him. He allowed himself a moment to think about Alec thinking about the two of them raising kids.

"I've never had children. I've always wanted a warlock child. I know my childhood was less than happy. You know what happened to my mom and dad. It isn't rare. A lot of warlock children are orphaned."

"I'd like a shadowhunter. We don't get much of a childhood. We just train. It'd be nice. I mean. Erm. Like a shadowhunter and a warlock kid would be nice," Alec stammered.

"That would be nice." Magnus kissed Alec's forehead, running his fingers through Alec's hair.

Albus and Scorpius:

Albus had conjured a tent for the two of them. A vicious blizzard had grounded them on the frozen river. Scorpius knew a few warming spells and shielding spells they could probably use to get out of the blizzard but he was in no rush to leave. Albus's large tent once belonged to the Weasley's and had almost a dozen rooms. Yet, Albus and Scorpius were together in the same room. They had always slept in the same room even when they visited one another over summers.

"Do you think we've altered any timelines too drastically like before?" Scorpius asked concerned.

"No. If we do we'll fix it. Our dads know we're here and helped us plan," Albus replied confidently. Albus was still thinking about what Scorpius had said earlier. He wasn't sure how to start that conversation again but he desperately wanted to.

"So, about earlier. What did you mean when you said we both already kno-" Albus was cut off from his sentence. Scorpius pressed his lips into Albus's with surprising firmness. Their kiss softened into a gentler graze, their lips barely touching.

"That's what I mean," Scorpius said blushing a deep red. "If that was too blunt. I shouldn't have been so blunt. I should have asked. Sorr-"

This time it was Albus's turn to cut off Scorpius's sentence.

Kit and Ty:

"There's no other teams working on a map," Kit said nervously. They had spent the night drawing the stars and slept through most of the day. Ty had quite a lot to say about his sleep cycle disruption and its effect on biology, but seemed to think the stars were helping considerably with the map.

"My map isn't complete. It wouldn't be of much use," Ty responded, his thin eyebrows dipping down in disappointment.

"Well, if we spend a few nights mapping the stars together we could complete the map and find Fred and George and use their map to find the others," Kit suggested.

Ty knew it was unlikely they could cover the distance needed to meet with every team. He had no idea where to start with searching for the Baz's cure and randomly searching the ground wasn't much of a plan. "Okay. It's the best plan we have," Ty admitted.

Ty remembered sitting outside of Kit's door protecting him. He liked being with Kit and Kit liked the stars. He had no idea how to bring up liking spending time with Kit up to Kit. Kit always led their relationship when it came to important talks.

Ty was nervous about affection and touching but he did want to talk to Kit about something. Maybe their nights together would allow a time for Ty to bring it up. His hands fluttered into butterfly shapes at his side nervously thinking about this.

Simon and Baz:

Baz had barely slept. Vampires were not nocturnal just enjoyed avoiding the sun as it hurt. Baz had grown accustomed to the needle like pain. Snow's thrashing nightmares were what had kept him up all night. The two were searching the mountain near their cottage for the vial. Snow had been silent most of the morning.

"Have you found anything?" Baz called to Snow. Snow shrugged expressively back at him. Simon rarely talked, if he did talk it was to assail Baz with questions or because words were the only way to convey his thought. Baz had learned to differentiate Simon's shrugs. This one meant no.

"We don't have to hunt for the vial all day, do we?" Simon asked.

"What would you rather us do?" Baz retorted. Simon shrugged and went back to searching through a shrub.

"Are you and Agatha still together?" Baz asked. He thought the answer was no. It was completely his fault why they had broken up but he wanted to know for certain it was over. He wanted to hear Simon say it was done.

Simon turned on Baz quickly, his blue eyes piercing Baz's. Moments like this were the few in which he was happy to be a vampire, he couldn't blush. "Considering you kissed her while we were still dating, of course we're not." Simon hadn't talked to Agatha since he had seen it but he knew they were over. He wasn't as sad as he felt like he should be. Part of him felt like he owed it to Agatha to move forward with her but his heart wasn't in it.

Baz's eyes narrowed on Snow. Baz was considerably taller than Snow which made it intimidating when he angrily walked toward him. "I kissed her to annoy you. I knew asking to see her would bother you and next thing I knew she was holding my hand. You followed us and I noticed you. So, I kissed her." It might not have been the proudest moment of Baz's life but Simon and Agatha needed to stop and Agatha had grabbed his hand first.

"So, you used her?" Simon stammered at him.

"I didn't put a lot of thought into it. I told her I wasn't interested when she wrote me over the summer." Baz debated telling Simon the truth. Telling Snow, he was gay made his stomach squirm. It was more than that too. He had only wanted to kiss one person in his life, had only really thought about one person romantically, and that person was yelling at him between scone bites. It had been this way since their first year. They'd always fought and Baz had always it. Baz had tried his hardest to fight being Simon's roommate but the ceremony always won in the end. Snow bounced an annoying red ball all his first year and when it broke he was in tears. Baz wanted to comfort him but his father and aunt hated the Mage and Simon bloody Snow was the Mage's protégé. That meant his family expected him to end Snow.

He had only tried to hurt Snow once then vowed never again. His family thought he was a failure and Snow thought he was evil. Baz had become a terribly inefficient villain in the Simon Snow story because part of him wanted to be a good guy in their story, or at least one Snow realized he wouldn't have to fight. He had been Simon's roommate and for all of those years he had loved him.

"Why do you have to be such a jerk?" Snow yelled at him.

"Why do you have to be so terrible at reading people Snow?" Baz countered angrily.

"How am I bad at reading people?" Snow blustered. Simon tended to stammer, stumble, and bluster his way through arguments. Baz enjoyed arguing, especially with Simon, who was adorably bad at arguing. Too adorable, Baz felt himself explode with words he shouldn't be saying.

"If you had taken half a millisecond to actually get to know me you'd have figured out I'm gay. I'm out to the entire team and all my friends." Baz paled, which was hard to do since he was so pale naturally. He hadn't meant to come out. He had been so busy arguing with Simon he had let it slip. Simon stared at him with those hideously dreamy blue eyes.

"…I know you're gay. I mean, er, I haven't talked to any of your friends about it. I just uh kind of knew," Simon blustered. "Which is why I'm so confused about what you did."

"It's not hard to piece it together Snow. Let me know when you solve this pretty easy puzzle." Baz turned on his heel and tried not to stomp back to their cottage.

He looked back to see Simon staring at him, Snow shrugged.

"Don't. shrug. at. me. Use your words," Baz said as he slammed the cottage door closed behind him.

Hours later when Snow returned Baz pretended to sleep. He felt Snow's stare but didn't move.

"Goodnight Baz," Simon mumbled.

"Go to sleep Snow," Baz replied sharply, wondering how Snow knew he was awake.

The kitchen crew:

"We're here!" A blonde hair boy screamed as he entered the kitchen. Cho raised her wand and pointed it at the boy. He had long pointy ears and was followed in by a thin blue haired boy with equally pointy ears. Both looked to be 16, the blue haired boy silver and black eye startled Cho momentarily. As did the truckload of people that followed them in. A brown hair boy and blonde haired women, both lean and in black armor, stood with swords pointed at Neville and Seamus. A girl that looked a lot like Ty stood next to them while a younger girl who couldn't be older than 15 with the same brown hair as the guy with his sword out stood holding a baby in her hands.

"I know them. It's fine. Lower your wands," Isabelle ordered.

"We're from the shadowhunter universe. I'm Helen and this is my wife Aline," a blonde hair girl that looked like the green and blue eyed boy that stood next to the boy whose hair was now dark blue instead of the light blue it was when he arrived said.

"Did you close the portal? Nibblers can jump right through," Luna exclaimed.

"Wait, we're book characters?" Neville asked confused.

"Of course, we are. Every Ravenclaw knows that. I guess Gryffindor has yet to get the clue," Cho responded lowering her wand.

"We are just freeing house elves if you'd like to join us." Luna handed the blue haired boy knitting materials. He stared down at them in confusion.

"Kieran, I believe she has given you thin knives as a gift of welcome," the blonde-haired boy whispered to the boy whose hand he was now holding.

"Are you sure Mark?"

"It is a gift of welcome," Luna agreed.

"Thank you for your gifts of welcome." Kieran continued to stare in confusion.

"We're here. Had to close the portal." A dark-skinned woman with a tattoo on her face was flanked on either side by a tan girl who hugged the tallest blonde girl who still held a sword in her hand and a tan boy closed the door behind them.

"How many of you are there?" Cho looked shocked at the group before them.

"This is Mark, Kieran, Christina, Emma, Julian, Livia, Octavius, Dru, Diego, Helen, Aline, and I'm Diana," the woman with the facial tattoo said.

"I won't be remembering that," Neville said sadly.

"With this many people, we should be able to free all the house elves in no time," Luna said cheerfully.

"I would not be happy to use my gifts of welcome to stab anyone. They look quite inefficient," Kieran stated.

"This is a terrible gift of welcome," Mark agreed.

Everyone stared at them.