Chapter 1
Credence stared longingly to the stars as the train soared on it's journey to Hogwarts. His mind was desperately struggling to process the events of the past few days. He was grateful that he had Tina and Newt with him. Without them, he'd probably loose his connection to society again.
Thankfully, Tina and Newt came to his rescue and saved him. However, President Seraphina Picquery of MCUSA declared that Credence would be pardoned of his sins on the condition that Albus Dumbledore personally took him under his wing and properly educated him on the world of magic. And of course, teach him how to manage his obscurus.
Another condition was that Tina and Newt had to personally escort him to Hogwarts, as they seemed to be the only people to successfully contain the obscurus that lay inside of Credence.
"I've heard the security is quite good at Hogwarts," interrupted Tina with a hopeful expression, "I've also heard that Dumbledore is a brilliant wizard," she continued. But to her dismay, Credence didn't look any more convinced.
He still had the same frightened and lost expression he had earlier that afternoon when Grindelward attempted to control him for his own evil desires.
Credence dug his chin into his shoulder at the thought of being separated from Tina and Newt. Two people that he finally felt genuinely protected by, he was going to loose them quicker than he had gained them.
"Ow!" cried Newt and slid his feet away from Tina. Tina glared at him, and then gestured kindly towards Credence. Newt nodded innocently, he didn't want his feet to be threatened by hers any longer.
It took a couple of moments of silence for Newt to prepare his words, he was very careful with the words he used - Credence especially liked that.
"Credence," he started, Credence turned his ear to Newt, careful not to make eye contact. "Dumbledore is the most kind, and forgiving magician I have met in my time. He will protect you, and you will be safe, provided you don't go looking for trouble," said Newt.
A second of sadness swept across Newt's face, but it quickly faded as he turned his attention to Tina.
"Grindelward will never harm you again, I'm sure Dumbledore could easily beat Grindelward in a match anyway," Tina scoffed looking at Newt for reassurance. Newt gave her a rather scrunched confused face which alarmed Tina.
"My point is, you will not be harmed again," she finished hoping that she hadn't worsened the situation.
They both looked hopefully at Newt, waiting for him to display some sort of emotion in return. He managed a slight perk of his lips, and then sunk his head into his shoulder again and fell asleep at the sound of Tina and Newt bickering about his creatures and the troubles he put her through. For some reason, Credence found it oddly satisfying and reassuring.
It was another hour before they finally reached their destination; Hogwarts. With care, Newt and Tina lead Credence to the exit of the train. As they stepped out of the train, the moon was almost blinding. It shone brightly perfectly illuminating a stone castle in the distance.
Both Tina and Credence awed at the view, taking a few seconds to appreciate its glory. The castle looked magnificently beautiful, and best of all, peaceful. Pure in a sense that it appeared to be untouched by man, not like the busy cities.
"The castle is Hogwarts, that's your new home," said Newt longingly looking off into the distance like he was seeing flashbacks of his own. Tina looked concerned at Newt, she wondered what it'd be like for him standing so close to the home he was once expelled from.
"We will write to you every week, make sure you tell us everything," said Tina smiling.
"How will I be able to send my letters?" asked Credence, puzzled at the remark as he doubt there was any sort of postal service in the ancient castle.
"With this," said a soft unknown voice.
From the darkness walked an old man with a short grey beard and grey hair to his shoulders. He was clothed in dark red robes, with a black owl on his arm.
Credence looked at it with amazement, it was a truly beautiful creature. It was almost as black as the night, with two big, bright yellow eyes.
The old man walked up to Credence and held out the owl on his arm.
"Meet Midnight, she's your own personal Owl," said the man with a gentle smile.
Credence held out his arm cautiously. The owl screeched gently and shuffled to his shoulder where it perched peacefully.
"And my name is Albus Dumbledore, I'm going to teach you how to manage your gift," he said softly.
Credence looked puzzled and astounded at the man. Gift...?
My second Fanfic ever! I hope you all will like it, tell me you thoughts and what you would love to see happen! :D
I just had to give Credence a black owl named Midnight. I feel like he would truly love and care for an animal, he would show it the love that he never received.