Part 2:
Tina and Newt:
"How big is this place?" Tina asked as they continued to trudge through thick swampy mud. What appeared to be a beautiful forest was in fact a Louisiana inspired swamp that seemed bent on destroying her boots.
Newt had spent most of the last hour consoling what appeared to be a tree but what was in fact a shape shifting animal that had taken the form of a tree due to the chaos around them. How Newt knew the difference between trees and the creature was not something Tina understood.
"Well, through a very clever and quite complex spell that Dumbledore and Mcgonagall helped me with the size in fact is constantly changing. Every time a new animal is added it expands to adapt to the creatures needed habitat." Newt looked quite proud of this as he tried to wrestle his leg free from a scaly handed mud covered fay like creature. "Now, really Demi you must let me go. We've talked about this. You can't live outside the mud. If you could I would take you everywhere with me. I do not play favorites." The bowtruckle sitting on Newt's shoulder glared at the creature beneath him.
The creature stuck his tongue out at the bowtruckle before releasing Newt.
"What is the largest animal in here?" Tina asked trying to figure out how many miles they'd have to cover.
"Thunderbirds need expansive ranges. However, we did just release humans into the ecosystem and humans are nomadic. So, let's just say it is quite big."
"Accio antidote," Tina screamed hoping the antidote would fly into her hand.
"Oh, no." Newt ducked as hundreds of jars flew into Tina. "You see a number of creatures are quite venomous here. I have to make a substantial amount of antidote."
"I see," Tina responded as she cast healing spells where the glass antidotes had slammed into her.
"I don't suspect Baz would make his own antidote as easy to find. We should take these back." Newt magically lifted the jars above his head and began walking back to where they started. The last hour of trudging through the mud would have to be experienced again it appeared.
Fred and George:
"We're geniuses for convincing everyone to let us guard the entrance in case anyone outside needs us." Fred lit a firework that spun into the night sky and erupted.
"I'm glad our map works down here too," George said pointing at the figures of Newt and Tina coming closer.
"How long before Baz causes Simon to explode?" Fred wagered.
"Twenty minutes." George guessed.
"I disagree. I bet they will be dating by the end of this."
"No way. Baz hates Snow," George countered.
Penelope and Harry:
"Harry this the stupidest plan," Penelope yelled. "Your plans always suck. That is why it took seven books to kill Voldemort. Come on."
Harry was trying to climb a large tree to see if he could spot the tiny vial that contained the antidote from the top of trees.
"Do you have a better idea?" Harry yelled down.
"Fly Away." It was a nineties reference but Harry was lifted off the tree and hovered above her.
"Oh. That is a better idea," Harry acknowledged.
Ron and Hermione:
"I'm just saying you can never bring too much food Hermione," Ron answered. They had spent the better part of the last hour arguing over leaving Ron's backpack full of food on the beach. Hermione suspected the vial was underwater as most creatures needed water to live and Newt had several sea creatures, meaning there was more water than land.
"You can't hold your breath that long." Ron was reluctant to get in the water due to his fear of spiders and he had sworn he had seen a spider like creature in the water.
Hermione, who had been working on her silent spells sighed, was exasperated and pointed her wand silently at Ron's face. He backed up wide eyed as a clear balloon like shield surrounded his head. Moments later Hermione had an identical balloon around hers. Ron tried to talk but the words echoed around him loudly, not escaping his bubble of oxygen.
Hermione jumped into the water, diving beneath the surface. Ron, looking for spiders in the water cautiously joined her.
Queenie and Jacob:
Queenie was concerned. Taking a nomaj into a magical world surrounded by animals seemed a recipe for disaster. Jacob seemed unconcerned with the risks. Queenie had taken him to a nest of bowtruckles and told him to look after them hoping to buy time.
Queenie searched the surrounding area knowing the odds were against her.
"What do you bake darling?" Queenie asked. She already knew the answer but she knew Jacob didn't know this. After his memory was wiped Newt had slowly re-introduced him to the magical world. Queenie had kept her distance. She had visited his bakery until he asked her out but he was still new to this world.
"All sorts of things. I can bake anything you'd like. In any shape, any flavor," Jacob replied merrily.
"You know there is oven by Fred and George. I'd just love some cookies darling." Queenie winked at Jacob.
"We really should be looking for the…the magical thing that solves whatever this is," Jacob replied.
"The antidote? No one even bothered to search the hut we started in. I'd hate for us to search the ends of this earth only to find it where we started. Wouldn't that be a tragedy dear?"
Jace and Clary:
"You should have stayed with the two identical gingers," Jace declared. Jace had tried his best to convince Clary to stay behind. It seemed a losing battle to take on magical creatures with seraph blades that would kill the very creatures Newt wanted them to save. He had no idea what they would up against.
"You're being overly protective. We will be fine. I wish I could paint this though. It is so beautiful." Clary stood atop a hill the color of her red hair. Fall leaves covered the green grass. In the clearing below stood a baby unicorn laying on the ground. Its hoof had been carefully wrapped in silk. Glimmering silver blood dripped occasionally from its bandage. A group of centaurs surrounded the unicorn. They seemed unconcerned with their presence.
"Excuse me, have you seen a blue vial of green liquid?" Jace asked one of the centaurs. The centaur didn't bother looking at Jace. It merely shook its head and walked away from him. Its focus was on protecting the unicorn. Clary thought this noble while Jace seemed annoyed by their lack of acknowledgement.
"I wish I could walk around shirtless all day," Jace called after the centaur.
"Nothing is stopping you," Clary pointed out.
Kit and Ty:
Kit was staring at Ty again. His thin black hair had fallen into his silver eyes due to the humidity. The two had taken a break in the middle of a thick Amazon like forest. The entire sky was blocked by the dense trees. The sounds of thousands of animals could be heard surrounding them.
Ty was in the process of drawing a map of the world they were in based on Newt's description. Ty was great at many things but math was not among them. Usually his sister helped but Ty was the only Blackthorn invited after Mark had try to sneak Kieran through the portal. Kit suspected the rest of the Blackthorns would break Jules and convince him to join Kit and Ty. The absence of his twin sister forced Kit into helping him with the math. Kit's dad had never let him go to school so it was not going well. Everything he knew he had read or tried to force himself to learn through the internet. Math was particularly hard to learn through these methods.
"You know we could do other things than math?" Kit suggested. Ty looked at him in surprise, his thin eyebrows arching together.
"There are countless things we could be doing. The options are endless. We could be bowling rocks down a hill, eating grass, trying to form a conga line. The possibilities are endless," Ty retorted in confusion.
"All great ideas." Kit had learned Ty took things literally and subtly usually was not something Ty picked up on. "I was thinking we could map the stars. That would help you with your map and I could enjoy the stars. Plus, it is relaxing," Kit said emphatically. Kit had memorized the constellations and wanted a chance to impress Ty.
"That would help," Ty concluded after thinking for a few seconds. He marched forward until he found a clearing with a small break in trees to lay on the grass looking up. The stars reflected in his gray eyes. It took Kit more than a few moments to look away.
Albus and Scorpius:
"How's things going with Rose?" Albus asked Scorpius trying to sound casual. He knew Scorpius would see through this, they knew each other too well for pretenses. Still, Albus wanted to appear casual. Casual is cool, nonchalant, not obsessed or concerned in any way. Despite the fact, he was in fact serious, concerned, and quite scared things were going well with Rose.
"I think I was trying to force myself to like her. I knew it would annoy my dad. I don't know if it would annoy him as much as the truth though," Scorpius responded meeting Albus gaze and smiling nervously toward him.
Albus tried to not to blush. They were walking on ice. Not figuratively, literally, they were walking on slippery ice that covered a large lake. Albus couldn't afford many sideway glances at Scorpius or he'd fall face first.
"What's the truth?" Albus asked thanking the cold for paling his cheeks. Snow was falling around them soaking both their clothes and hair. The flakes stood out blaringly against Albus's hair but blended in with Scorpius's.
"I think we both know the truth Albus."
Magnus and Alec:
"Harry Potter sucks at plans," Magnus stated. "I mean who starts a mission at 2:00 AM? Going now was his idea. We should have slept, rested, and started in the morning. My sleep schedule will be irregular for weeks." Magnus waved his hands around him as if he was hurling blue flames out of them. His finger hit the side of the cliff they were hiking up, cracking the nail polish. "This day is a beast," he added sadly as he looked down at his glittery cracked nail.
"I suggested we start in the morning," Alec mumbled not looking up. He was concentrated on every step. Magnus sometimes hated shadowhunters. Especially, in times like this. They were standing on a rocky cliff connected by loose bridges of rock that were far too thin to be safe, only to be surrounded by other equally rocky cliffs. Alec had drawn several runes of balance and night vision which allowed him to walk gracefully on the thin path.
Magnus eventually gave up on walking behind Alec and floated next to Alec after he had magically stolen a rug from the Hufflepuff common room much to Alec's dismay and enchanted it to fly. Magnus also enchanted the badger on the rug to walk, for absolutely no reason at all.
"It is far too dark to even see a vial. The most sensible thing to do is get across this cliff by joining me on this rug," Magnus suggested grinning elfishly. Alec had always thought Magnus looked like an elf meets panther. He also acted like an elf, always up to something, and a panther because he was everywhere and knew everything.
"It is a small rug," Alec pointed out. Magnus could see his boyfriend's cheek turn red. The badger probably could too now Magnus had enchanted it to move and walk much like the freaky moving pictures that lined Hogwarts walls. Magnus had spent thirty minutes arguing with a painting of one his exes before the ex ran into another portrait. It was alarming because this ex had been dead two centuries.
"Indeed, it is Alexander. After we make it across the cliff we can and should conjure a tent and rest. We will start fresh in the morning. A tent, some wine, perhaps some lamb and a movie before bed is the perfect way to prepare for the adventure ahead of us." Magnus floated in front of Alec still grinning, looking at him with his catlike glowing eyes. Alec rolled his eyes but didn't protest as Magnus grabbed him and pulled him on the rug.
"If we have dinner, wine, and watch a movie we will go to bed in the early morning. That kind of defeats the purpose," Alec noted. Magnus was obsessed with comic book based movies and they were long. Alec had thin beads of sweat running down his neck which Magnus appreciated deeply.
"We can be resting during all of those activities." Magnus pouted playfully. Alec smirked and looked away, concentrating on the cliffs now below them.
"Pouting is unfair," Alec stated stubbornly.
"Alexander," Magnus pouted more dramatically, his mouth turned into a frown and his eyes wide.
"Fine, fine. You don't play fair though."
"All's fair in love and war," Magnus quoted as he made the rug speed through the night air's quickly.
Magnus and Alec:
"Silent Night!" Baz exclaimed his wand pointing at a Fwooper. Simon bloody Snow's strategy of running at it with a sword only increased the bird's insane sounds that were driving Baz mad. Snow hated casting spells. His magic was unsteady. Baz used to try to egg him on to the point of explosion, literally, Snow's magic exploded. In their current situation exploding everything around them would be quite counterproductive so Baz encouraged this ridiculous sword strategy. Why he always carried a sword on him was beyond Baz's comprehension. He wasn't even great with it.
The Fwooper tried to make a noise but failed and stared silently at Baz. Baz stared back until the creature ran back into the forest. A large river passed by the creature as it flew away. Baz was sure they were in what was an environment that mimicked Egypt.
"You're Egyptian," Snow pointed out to Baz.
"I'm well aware of my heritage but thank you for the obvious Snow."
"Did you bring blood? Are you hungry? Can I see your fangs?" Snow asked rapidly and breathlessly. Snow had spent the better part of four years trying to force Baz to out himself as a vampire.
"I have chicken alfredo and stop asking questions Snow." Baz sounded irritated. He knew that would do little to stop the flow of questions. Truthfully, he was fond of Snow's curiosity but that was something Simon needn't know.
"Like a real chicken?" Snow's eyed widened in surprise.
"No Snow. I don't carry live chickens on me. You're being thick." Baz's voice dripped with sarcasm. He raised his wand causing wood to begin stacking itself around them.
"Here." Simon placed his hand on Baz's. Baz gasped in shock. Magic ran through his veins like fire burning him from the inside out. Where the wood was being stacked now stood a small one bedroom cottage. Snow was grinning at his work.
"Newt would be angry if you drank from his animals. If you don't have to like drain the entire animal or kill it. If it can be done safely. If you want-t, need-d, I mean-n. I have blood-d." Simon said blushing.
"I'm aware you have blood," Baz retorted curtly. Baz was not going to tell Snow he carried a thermos of blood on him at all times. He did enjoy Simon's stammering, which was another of a long list of things he needn't know.
"It's only one bedroom." Simon opened the door into a small cramped two bed cottage he had magicked into existence.
"We've been roommates for six years Snow. This isn't new to us." Baz set his duffel bag on the right side of the room, like he did in their room back at Hogwarts, and tucked himself in under the sheets.
"Goodnight Baz."
"Go to sleep Snow."