"Newt?" The Hufflepuff hadn't left the infirmary since the third task ended, three days ago.

"What is it, Leta?" Anna hadn't woken up and news around school was that she might not, she had to wake up, he couldn't lose her, not like this.

"They decided on Sarah Hales punishment, she is to be expelled from Ilvermorny school for use of an unforgivable curse and her wand was broken, she'll be on probation with MACUSA until they deem her fit to receive a new wand." This was wonderful news to the reddish haired boy.

"It's what she deserves, witches like that…they're the reason the witch hunts happened." There was Malice in his voice. There were a few moments of silence as Leta pulled up a chair.

"Madame Greenwood told me she might not wake up because of trauma. They want to move her to St. Mungo's."

"She'll wake up, Newt. Professor Dumbledore mentioned legilimensy to see if they can figure out what might be wrong.

"Legilimensy? But that's only for reading minds, how can it be used to help here?"

"They're going to bring in a professional from the hospital, if they can pinpoint what's wrong by seeing into her head, they can fix it. If they can't then they will move her."

"What about dueling club, and her tutoring group? Those students look up to her…if she's not here..."

"We can take over until she makes a full recovery." The door opened and closed behind them and Newt turned to see who had come in, his breath catching in his throat.

"Theseus?" his older brother was the last person he expected to show up here, a few of the younger students had come to leave cards or small gifts but they didn't stay long.

"What…What are you doing here?" Newt quickly stood, knocking his chair over in the process, "Did you come to finish what she started? Theseus actually looked hurt.

"No, Newt…I came to see if she was awake. It seems I owe your friend an apology." Leta turned to face the older Scamander sibling.

"If you hadn't given her a reason to try and prove herself then maybe she wouldn't be here." Newt looked at his friend in shock.

"She thought she had to prove herself?" he turned on his brother, "Is this your fault?"

"I didn't attack her, Newt. I came to apologize."

"No, you didn't attack her, but your part of the reason she got hurt, Theseus. If you hadn't said all those cruel things that day in the courtyard…if you hadn't made her feel more pathetic than everyone else already had…"

"Both of you stop it, who is your fighting helping?!" both boys looked at the Dark-skinned Slytherin in surprise

"Your bickering certainly isn't going to help Anna get better any quicker, so either be civil or get out." Theseus looked at his brother and Leta before turning and walking back out the infirmary door.

"Newt, I have to get to class, but please try and get some rest. You're clearly agitated." That being said the Slytherin left the infirmary and Newt turned to look at Anna. He remembered Anna's father saying something about talking to patients, that they could hear you, even when they were asleep.

"Anna…I hope you can hear me…" he moved to sit on the bed, swinging his legs up so he was lying next to her.

"Please don't leave." He felt stupid, but he wanted to talk to her and this was the only way. "do you remember…when I first showed you the inside of my school trunk? I'd never shown anyone before, I still remember your smile from that day and…the way it made the room feel even the tiniest bit warmer." He felt a lump form in his throat, his adam's apple bobbing as he tried to choke it back down.

"I feel…at home…when you're around…and the—" his voice cracked, "The idea that…that I might never see your smile again, or hear your contagious laughter…oh, merlin…if you only knew, Anna."

"She's going to wake up, Newt." Dumbledore coming to the Hospital wing was a surprise.

"I cancelled class so I could actually pay a visit, I suspect the third years will be grateful for a reprieve." Newt didn't move from the bed as Dumbledore took over his previously occupied chair.

"The doctor is coming tomorrow, and I've arranged to make sure you can stay, I know it will give you peace of mind. Congratulations on your win, by the way." Newt didn't care about his tournament win, he cared about his best friend waking up.

"I don't want fame, or glory…" The Defense against the dark arts professor just smiled, "I know, Newt."

"She was so focused, professor. She kept me on track and we won, together."

"I know. You know, I don't think I've seen you so passionate about anything but your studies, ever. She's really brought out something special in you." The professor stood, his usual knowing smile on his face.

"You two are going to accomplish wonderful things, Newt." The word Are is what intrigued the boy about the mans phrasing.

"What do you mean 'Are'?"

"I can't tell you that, not right now. Get some rest, Newt."

Newt once again sat in the chair next to his friend's bed, he'd woken a few times in the night because of nightmares, but Madame Greenwood had given him a sleeping drought, so he'd finally get a good nights sleep. The doctor from St. Mungo's had shown up sometime in the mid-morning and was currently picking through the metamorphmagus' head.

"She was hit with an unforgivable curse…but that doesn't explain why she's not—" The doctor stopped mid-sentence.

"There's some kind of block." Newt and the Head nurse looked at each other, "A block?" A knowing look crossed Dumbledore's face, he and Headmaster black had come to accompany the doctor if he needed information.

"That block is there to protect Anna."

"Protect her? Why does she need protecting?"

"It's a legal matter involving the ministry, that's all we can tell you." This piqued Newts interest.

"You can't tell her anything about it, it will break a confidentiality agreement, all you need to know is it's there to keep her safe." The Hufflepuff regretted not leaving the room now, he was terrible at keeping secrets.

"Well, that block aside, I do think I've found the problem. When the curse was cast, and her body connected with the ground, her pain receptors went into over drive, her body is just in shock. All she needs is a little bit of energy and some more rest." Madame greenwood ushered the doctor out after he'd grabbed his things.

"Professor?" Dumbledore looked at his student, "what is it, Newt?"

"Permission to use magic on another student."

"What are you planning?" Newt didn't answer as he took his wand from his robes.

"Ennervate." A soft glow emitted from his wand, Dumbledore watched with interest.

"Newt I don't—"

"It will work." The older man backed down, taking a seat.

"if I can restore some of her energy a little bit at the time…I think I can wake her up, it will just take a few days." The professor sighed, running a hand down his face.

"Newt, I'll allow this if you get some rest." He headed for the door, "And try and eat something, I get the feeling she'll be unhappy if she sees you suffered because of her."

"How do you—"

"Anna's just the type, Newt." With that, the older man was gone.

True to his word the Hufflepuff left his friends side to eat, but he slept in one of the spare beds rather than return to the dorm's so he could help her. She'd been asleep for almost a week now. Her bedside had amassed quite a collection of cards and get-well gifts.

"Mr. Scamander." The Matron of the hospital wing stepped onto the floor and he only glanced up for a second.

"I need to take a look at her, Newt didn't stop until a gentle hand rested on his shoulder.

"I won't be long." Her smile was comforting as he tucked his wand away at his side, setting about checking Anna over.

"well, Ennervate seems to be working, but why don't we try something a bit stronger?" He looked up quickly and the woman's smile only grew.

"Repeat after me. Vulnera Sanentur." She took out her own wand, he mimicked, bringing it up across from the healer.

"Vulnera Sanentur." A gold light fell from the tips of both wands and Newt watched with hopeful eyes to see if his friend would wake up.