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Chapter Five: Dinner with the Goldsteins

"Take a right here." Miss Goldstein instructed as she and daddy were on either side of Mr. Kowalski, helping him walk down the street while I held onto the case with one hand and daddy's hand with the other. We heard Mr. Kowalski groan out again, seeing that the bite of his neck was only getting worse. We were about to enter an apartment building before she stopped and looked at us worriedly. "Okay, before we go in, I'm not supposed to have men or kids on the premises."

"In that case, Mr. Kowalski, Emma, and I can seek accommodations-" Daddy was about to leave with Mr. Kowalski and I before Miss Goldstein tugged us all along inside the building.

"Oh no you don't!" She grumbled. All of us eventually entered the building and were walking silently up the stairs. I didn't like being quiet, but I knew that if we were loud, we would get Miss Goldstein in serious trouble.

"That you, Tina?" A woman called from below the stairs.

We all stopped in fear before daddy looked down at him, putting his finger to his lips as if to tell me to be quiet. I nodded and returned the gesture to him. "Yes, Mrs. Esposito!" Miss Goldstein called back.

"Are you alone?"

"I'm always alone, Mrs. Esposito." And once the conversation ended, we continued our journey upstairs.

"Jokes on her, you're not alone." I whispered to Miss Goldstein with a light giggle. Miss Goldstein gave me a small smile before shushing me again. It wasn't long until we made it to the room where Miss Goldstein lived. It looked neatly made and was kept clean, it even smelled like lavender inside. I saw an iron working away by itself and a clotheshorse revolving it's legs around a fire, drying all sorts of clothes.

"Teenie, you brought friends home." We all looked over to see a woman with short blonde curly hair and wearing a pink nightgown stood by the kitchen doorway and smiled at us.

"Gentleman, Emma, this is my sister." Miss Goldstein introduced.

"Hi!" I waved to the other Miss Goldstein.

"Hello there, sweetie." The other Miss Goldstein said and waved to me right back.

"You wanna put something on, Queenie?" Miss Goldstein asked.

"Oh, sure." The other Miss Goldstein said and took out her wand, waving it by a dummy that held a blue dress as it magically slipped onto her body. I saw Mr. Kowalski look up at her in wonder, but I didn't know why, "So, who are they?"

"This is Mr. Scamander. He's committed a serious infraction of the National Statute of Secrecy." Miss Goldstein explained, tidying up her already clean apartment.

"He's a criminal?" The other Miss Goldstein asked impressed.

"And that's his daughter, Emma."

"Emma? Well, isn't that just the most loveliest name for the most loveliest girl I've ever seen!" The other Miss Goldstein ran to me and held out her hand, "Please, call me Queenie."

I looked up at Queenie and smiled, shaking her hand happily. "Nice to meet you, Queenie!"

"And that's Mr. Kowalski. He's a No-Maj." Miss Goldstein continued.

"A No-Maj?" Queenie asked, turning her attention back to her sister, "Teenie, what are you up to?"

"He's sick, it's a long story. Mr. Scamander and Emma have lost something. I'm going to help them find them."

Mr. Kowalski suddenly fell against the couch, very sweaty and clearly unwell. "Are you okay, Mr. Kowalski?" I asked him.

"He's alright, sweetie. He just hasn't eaten anything all day." Queenie told me as she ran over to Mr. Kowalski, "Oh, and he didn't get the money he wanted for his bakery? You bake, honey?"

Mr. Kowalski and I looked up at Queenie with confused, but then he nodded his head with a smile. "I love to cook!" She exclaimed. How did she know that he wanted to open a bakery?

"You're a Legilimens?" Daddy asked in excitement.

"Yeah, but I always have trouble with your kind. Brits. It's the accent, I think." Queenie explained, referring to my daddy and I.

"What's a Legilimens?" I asked in confusion.

"It's a witch or wizard that can read minds, my dear. It's a rare gift to be one." Daddy explained as he walked over to me, standing at my side.

"Y-you know how to.. Read minds?" Mr. Kowalski asked in embarrassment.

"Oh, don't worry, honey. Most guys think what you was thinking first time they see me." Queenie said sweetly, "Now you need food!"

I was a little confused as to what she meant by that statement. I looked up at daddy and whispered, "What does she mean, daddy?"

"Umm.. I'll tell you when you're older, my dear." Daddy replied in awkwardness.

Queenie then walked into the kitchen with Miss Goldstein as ingredients started to fly out of the cupboards while silverware and dishes did the same thing, setting themselves amongst the table. Mr. Kowalski looked both terrified yet interested.

"Isn't that cool, daddy?" I asked before seeing that daddy was staring outside the window, thinking about my animal siblings, "Daddy, are you alright?"

"Huh? Oh, I'm fine, my dear, I'm fine." Daddy said, looking down at me with a half smile.

I sighed and held his hand. "Daddy, I can tell you're lying. You're worried about finding them, aren't you?"

Daddy sighed and kneeled down to me, squeezing my hand. "I can never keep a secret from you, can I?" I shook my head as he chuckled low, "But yes, I am very worried for them. Who knows what sort of trouble or danger they could get themselves in?"

"Don't worry, daddy. They'll be fine and we'll find them before we have to go back home. And we'll still set Frank free. We just have to stay positive."

Daddy smiled at me. "When did I get so lucky to have you as my child?"

"When you found me." I replied with a small giggle.

"Hey Mr. Scamander." Queenie called to daddy as we both turned our attention to her, "You prefer pie or strudel?"

"Oh, I really don't have a preference." Daddy replied shyly, standing back up.

"What about you, sweetie?" Queenie asked me sweetly.

"Guess!" I challenged her.

She grinned and looked at me for a moment. "Strudel?"

I gasped in surprise. "Oh no! You guessed it right!"

Queenie and daddy both giggled at me before Queenie looked at Mr. Kowalski. "You prefer strudel too, huh, honey?" Mr. Kowalski nodded, tucking his napkin into his shirt, "Then strudel, it is!"

"Yay!" I cheered.

"You're still hungry, my dear? I thought those donuts would've filled you up to where you couldn't eat anymore." Daddy commented.

"You know me, daddy. I'm always hungry." I replied with a grin.

"That is true." The lights of the room were turned down low as candles were let, a wonderful looking strudel appearing in the middle of the table as other food options decorated the table.

"Well, sit down, Scamanders." Miss Goldstein offered politely, "We're not gonna poison you."

Daddy and I both looked up at each other before I nodded. Daddy gave a small sigh and nodded, both of us sitting down at the table. I sit down at a chair and sat down daddy's case beside daddy's chair.

The meal was very good, Queenie was definitely a wonderful cook. Maybe she and Jacob could open a bakery together! But it was rather quiet, except for the talking Mr. Kowalski and Queenie shared together. They really did like each other.

"I am not flirting." Queenie eventually said to Tina now.

I had blacked out from enjoying the meal and the strudel that I had finally tuned back into the conversation. What was flirting though? "I'm just saying don't go get too attached, he's going to be Oblivated soon." Miss Goldstein explained, "It's nothing personal."

"It kinda is, though." I mumbled, upset that she would bring it up to him. Here we were having a good time and she had to remind us what we had to do to our new friend.

"Oh, are you okay, honey?" Queenie asked to Mr. Kowalski, who was starting to sweat again.

"Miss Goldstein, I think that Mr. Kowalski and my daughter could do with an early rest. Besides, you, Emma, and I will need to be up early tomorrow morning to find my Niffler." Daddy explained, standing up from his chair and picking me up from my chair.

"What's a Niffler?" Queenie asked confused.

"Don't ask." Was all Miss Goldstein said.

"But daddy, I'm not sleepy!" I whined, glaring at my daddy.

"Oh really now?" Daddy asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes, I can stay up and-" I was cut off by unexpectedly yawning.

Daddy only chuckled. "I thought so, my dear."

Ugh, curse my ability to be sleepy!
And done, with chapter five! The next chapter is where things get fun, where they finally go into the case, so be prepared for that. Please continue to support this story and we will have the next chapter for you as soon as possible!