Chapter 2: Obscurial.

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The cover art of my story will be changing every couple chapters, or even every chapter depending on how I feel like it. This IS important as every image will be a art a friend of mine made. The art WILL be canon and feature some of the characters, OC, or even familiars of harry. So make sure you always look when you read.

The current image I'm sure everyone can guess what it is~ if not it's Harry holding one of his future familiars. And if you notice Harry looks quite young which means this is going to happen really soon. And I'm sure some of you may even recognize what it is he is holding and what that familiar will be. Let me know in the reviews what you think it is!

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And I'm sorry it took so long. I work in retail and stuff has just been crazy. I almost got hit by a car just getting out of work twice and people being crazy around the holidays. This was actually supposed to be a lot longer but I wanted to at least post SOMETHING before Xmas. Just things got too crazy to do so and I felt this would be good for a chapter and I'll post the rest when I can get it done as another chapter.

I'm sorry

Anyways onward to the story

Beta by Zandaino.

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The only thing audible in the room was the tense breathing of the young boy as Amelia eyed him. His clothes worn, old, and several sides too big pointed to him being a muggleborn, and probably poor as well.

What most likely had happened to her deductions is that A found the niffler, and children loving animals, either followed it as it sensed the shiny objects in Diagon Alley. Or B found it and made it his pet and when his family learned of Diagon Alley, he took it along.

To say the boy was tense and scared, would be an understatement. They had taken him to the Ministry of Magic, and had seen the look of wonder and fear when they said that they were the equivalent to police in the muggle world. Still this was more than likely an accident and according to eyewitnesses they saw the boy trying to help catch the platypus look-alike creature called a Niffler. But a lot of those same witnesses said they watched him bring said animal with him, which is how she got the theories prior.

Now with him being a child, and trying to help showed that he wasn't aware of what was going to happen. But that wouldn't stop most of the pureblood delegation. They would claim that this is a prime example of why muggleborns shouldn't be allowed to join their world. Or that they should have their magic sealed away. Amelia, despite being a pureblood, didn't think this way. Quite the contrary actually as she welcomed them with open arms. Magic is magic, people from muggle houses can be blessed with great magic. Just as how people from magical families could be cursed with only a little bit of magic, being what was called a squib.

The boy had told her of how he met the Niffler, of the thefts of where he lived, of the Knight Bus, and the Leaky Cauldron.

After hearing of all this her eyebrows had risen considerably at how outlandish it was, yet a simple few floo calls around to the owners of the Knight Bus, the investigation to the owner of the wand a Miss Figg who reported a niffler stealing her wand of all things. And to the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, all collaborated on the child's story despite how outlandish and crazy it was.

She sighed heavily as she took off her monocle, and began to rub her temples from the headache this was definitely going to give her later on. Especially when she had to talk to others to decide what should be done, when all of a sudden her door opened, and an older man, around the age of 80 came in. He had brown hair and hazel eyes, stepping forward he reached forward to shake Madam Bones' hand. He looked around the room and when he saw the niffler, and the niffler saw him, it dove under the boy's shirt to hide from his mild glare that held no heat.

"Madam Bones my name is Newt Scamander I'm a Magizoologist. I'm so terribly sorry about this. See the Niffler is actually mine, it escaped from my habitat for it about ten days ago. I tried to find it but hadn't been able to locate it. I'm sorry things have gotten a bit out of hand." He brought out a folder of documents and handed them to her as he pulled out his wand to conjure a chair to sit down on beside the young man.

"As I have heard this young man found my niffler and had been looking out for it. But the responsibility and damages for everything that has happened all falls onto me. I'll happily pay any and all fines for physical and emotional damages to those involved."

Madam Bones looked through the documents and she had heard of Newt Scamander before, who hasn't! He was the man who changed the world into a new way of thinking. The world had thought of magical beasts as things to be killed as they threatened to reveal the magical world to the muggles. Yet this man was a legend in showing just how useful and kind said animals could be for the magical world.

For example a nifflers fur can be used on bags with expansion charms to make the charms more stable, last longer, and have more storage expansion than they could normally hold. And how it could be removed without harming said creature making poaching and killing for its fur a less common thing. And that is just one such example, countless creatures had their lives changed forever in a good way through the good deeds and loving nature this man has for animals. It was even thanks to this man that a class for magical creatures was now an optional class for nearly all magical schools in the world.

While this was a good thing of how she could help the muggleborn boy by saying it was Mr. Scamanders' Niffler there was still one issue.

"While I am thankful you came out to say this as I was curious how a Niffler, something said to live underground and in caves, came into the hands of a young muggleborn. You will be fined for damages yes and will issue a public statement to have better watch over your creatures. But there is still an issue that many will use to attack the child." She said as she brought out a paper of her own to hand over to the man.

It was a paper used to detect any connections between animals and wizards. It showed how the niffler was bound to the child as a familiar. Amelia looked over to the young child. She had yet to get his name, she was just gonna ask when Mr. Scamander came in. She needed to get this straightened out and figure out a way for him to not get in trouble.

Last thing she needed was the pureblood sharks to smell this event and use it to sink their teeth into making new laws restricting and hurting the muggleborn of citizens…..it may be best to not have the name of the child. That way they can stay anonymous so he won't get targeted later on in life.

"Go out and sit on one of the couches in the hall young man. Mr. Scamander has come and said that it's all his fault. So just go out into the hall and wait for me and we will see about getting you home." She told the child, but was confused why she was given a look that said that was the last thing he wanted to hear.

But the child didn't argue, he stood up slowly and pulled the squirming niffler out from the inside of his shirt and placed it gently on Mr. Scamander's lap before slowly walking out and shutting the door. Amelia sat up a bit straighter as she eyed Scamander.

"Thank you again for admitting this. Relations between muggleborns and and pureblood society is already in a bad state. No shocker after what happened with you-know-who and his death eaters. I can't imagine the fallout of a muggleborn torching diagon alley. Demanding rights be removed, or not be allowed into our world anymore. But I don't know how much this will prevent anything from happening. The prophet always seems to figure out the truth." She sighed out as she slowly began to rub her face with her hands.

The man sighed as he agreed, before he developed a thoughtful expression.

"From what I hear he tried to get my Niffler to stop. What if we make it so the story was this. I got a hold of the child and told him to bring me my Niffler at diagon alley today. But I was running late and due to my negligence in arriving late compared to him renting a room in the leaky cauldron to make sure he was on time caused all this. And it was my fault for taking so long that let the boy bond to my niffler. It solely rests on me for causing all this."

Amelia closed her eyes and tried to see if she could accept the story. And she could see some accepting it….but alot wouldn't. But it is still Mr. Scamander's fault for the niffler being lose to begin with so the blame would fall on him...maybe the story would be more accepted than she thought.

"You know most people would never admit to being the one at fault or the cause of a small scale arson in a shopping district, fines, punishments, and crimes. Few would show such loyalty to someone innocent. You truly are a proud Hufflepuff Mr. Scamander. My niece Susan is quite obsessed with your books, loving to learn of the magical creatures of our world."

She said as she began to pull out a list of documents to decide the fines and punishments to be dealt out to the elderly man. When a bunch of shouting began to fill the air. Shouting of panic, spellfire, sounded everywhere. A word being said multiple times that made both her and Scamander's face become pale as milk.

"IT'S AN OBSCURIAL!!!!!!"

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Harry had left the room to go and sit on the couch outside like the officer… Auror had said to do. While he sat there he heard whispering and people pointing at him as they talked about the arson and the niffler. All this attention and people walking around had terrified him as he wasn't used to so much people. He was used to being alone working all day in a garden, or being locked in a cramped cupboard. So having all this attention was inducing panic into his system. He began to gasp out for breath, his nerves on red alert as he began to fidget constantly. His arms shaking, with his eyes darting from place to place.

This was when a woman came up to him with a smile……that was a weird smile. It wasn't a smile of friendliness…..it was something else…..as if she was taking joy in his panic and fear. She wore bright pink clothes, the same pink as pepto bismol, her face looked like a toad. And as she approached her smile would get bigger and bigger in joy. A smile that looked sharkish, a predator in glee of finding prey.

"Ahem. You are the mud….muggleborn who caused all the chaos in our precious diagon alley yes~," She said in a sickly sweet voice.

Her face looked ecstatic as she reached forward and grabbed him by the arm. She pulled him up hard making him stumble on his shaking legs before she began to try and drag him away.

"With everything you have caused I felt it merited me to go ahead and perform the responsibility the aurors are bound to do, what with all the evidence. So come time to take you to Azkaban~." She said with a wicked gleam in her eyes as she tugged him to follow.

"I bet you never heard of Azkaban due to being a muggleborn so allow me to explain just what exactly it is. Ahem, it is a prison filled with the world's most vile magicals. A prison that is impossible to escape and has the most famous killers, and torturers in the world. A cold prison surrounded by sea as far as your eye can see. You, you vile muggleborn, have caused terror and destruction of property. Showing just how much of a blight you all are on our society. So now I will be personally escorting you there~"

She finished with a glee. Harry's breath was picking up speed as he kept panting. His heart pounding and fear built up in him. It wasn't his fault. He tried to help, the people back there said he wouldn't be to blame and yet he was! And he was being taken to a prison. It was all the fault of the freak thing inside of him. He screamed and yelled in his head. It wasn't fair, why him! Why was it always him!

He began to feel it racing through him. Coming from his chest, power and energy pulsing through him at a rapid pace. He did everything to hold it back. But his panic was rising and making it harder and harder….until it finally burst out.

Everything began to pass by in a strange daze. He heard the woman holding him begin to scream and beg for help. Her being pulled away from him really fast as lights erupted everywhere from the surrounding people with sticks. The lights flying at him at a rapid space.

He ran, and ran, and ran. Trying to find a way out. Panic only escalated as more and more people flung the lights at him. He tried to find the exit but no matter what he couldn't find it. The only thing he could find was a small little desk, the owner nowhere in sight, and he ducked under it as he cowered and shook in fear of everything and the world that sought him to suffer.

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The two raced out the door, with a worried looking waddling niffler in tow. When they opened the door they were welcomed by overwhelming chaos. Flying parchments with the appointments and court times flying everywhere with no order, spells being cast rapidly at a fleeing mesh of black darkness that was magic incarnate. A woman dressed In pink from head to toe was screaming while clenching her arm, marks forming all over it with and aura of poisonous volatile magic pouring out of it.

Newt noticed that as the obscurial was running away; while glass, bookshelves, and more were being destroyed from the powerful volatile magic; all the other people were unharmed. He quickly grabbed the woman and used what healing magic he knew to try and stall the magic corroding at her.

"Obscurials target the ones that are inciting their hosts distress! What did you do!" He said before he shoved her at Madame bones. "Take her and learn what you can, I am going to try and stop this."

He then took off with the niffler looking even more worried and waddling after him faster.

He ran as fast as he could, following the shadow of pure magic as it was hit by various spells. "STOP FIRING AT HIM!" He hollered out at them as he kept running. His age is not making things easy as his limbs have grown more fragile than they were in his youth. He saw the walls crack and splinter, glass shatter and parchment tearing everywhere as he reached behind the obscurial. He was relieved that nobody was being targeted and the only thing happening was just the obscurial trying to desperately get away from the area. He eventually made it to a big open room with one of the receptionists fleeing as fast as she could. He watched the obscurial hide underneath it as the frame began to splinter and crack, slowly exposing the hiding form.

He saw countless words and witches that were both arriving and already there alike pull out the wands and take aim at the desk. He quickly held his hands out on both sides as he called out quickly. "STOOOOOP! PLEASE STOP! ITS UNDER CONTROL!"

He slowly began to creep towards the desk. Watching as more and more of it began to crack from the force of the volatile magic the obscurus was radiating. "Listen…. you're scared, and you're panicking. It's natural for someone to be afraid of a new place you have never been before. You don't understand what's happening and are afraid of the people around you. You probably have been blamed for stuff you didn't mean to do, or was told you were to blame for everything. Listen to me when I say that's not true. Everything is ok. You are fine. As I said before everything in the alley is my fault and I will be taking the blame for it. Please just calm down and take deep breaths and focus. You are ok, nobody is going to hurt you. Nobody will ever hurt you ever again. You are not in any trouble and anybody who says so is wrong and just don't understand what has happened fully okay?"

He said softly as he slowly approached the desk carefully. The shadows slowly receded and he heard a small sound as if someone was gasping and choking back sobs. Before a small head poked out from under the desk to look at him. Their hair was even more of a mess before. The emerald green eyes looked a little bit red. "Re…..really? I….I won't go to that….that …… azkobon jail that lady said she was gonna drag me to?"

When he heard this Mr.Scamanders blood went cold ….. had that woman told the boy….. surely she wouldn't have said that to a child! He slowly crept forward cautiously as he saw the boys eyes dart everywhere, eyeing the wands that were seconds ago slinging spells at him. Before he knelt down and put his hand on the boy's shoulder.

"I promise…..hmmm hey someone seems to want to say hi and make sure you're ok." He said as the niffler crawled over and began to nuzzle against the child's cheek, making him slowly start to giggle.

"So I take you like animals? Then here let me take you to a place I think you will adore!" He said as he slowly put down his briefcase and opened it up before looking over his shoulder at Madame Bones, who was pulling the struggling pink woman.

"You may wanna take her to medic witches and wizards at Saint mungo's. Me and this young man shall be in my bag. Please take us there too. It may be best to have some doctors check up on the young lad to make sure he is ok." He requested of Madame Bones before he stepped down while guiding the small boy inside the suitcase.

The child looked around clearly confused.

"The case has an expansion charm so that it is far far FAR larger on the inside than what the outside shows." He told the little kid before taking him to a door.

He slowly pushed it open to reveal a massive room that had tent-like drapes everywhere. one led to a snowy area, another to a wide open savannah. Another to a massive hilly plains that was bathed in moonlight. This was the curtain he pulled the kid through and shortly afterwards a bunch of animals began to charge forward. They were small bodies but had big long necks and heads. Their body and legs were probably around a third of a meter in height. While their necks were about 2 thirds of a meter, having round heads at the top with big bulging eyes. They made weird yet cute bobbing sounds as they bobbed around happily around the boy.

Newt handed him some pellet shaped food, "go on toss it." And so the boy did, and when he did the pellets stayed floating in the air above their face and they began to bob their heads up and down as they began to snack on it while some began to try and nuzzle him. Though the niffler that was now on his neck looked on with a mix of jealousy and happiness as the boy began to slowly laugh, the niffler also rubbing its head against the boys cheek.

"Those are called mooncalfs. They only come out at night under the full moon so this area is a habitat I built for them." He said proudly. "Come on, we have lots more to see. And soon we will be ready for your checkup at the doctors. And i'd like you to see more creatures the world has to offer that can be your friends just like that niffler."

They continued through the massive place that somehow fit inside a small suitcase. He saw stick bug looking things called bowtruckles, more of the shiny treasure hunters called nifflers that looked like a platypus with fur, and birds that looked like the extinct dodo bird. When Harry asked about them he learned that those were indeed what people call dodo birds just that they had the magical ability to disappear and that's why people thought they were extinct and they were called diricawls.

Harry gasped as a massive cat-like thing leapt down in front of them as they were walking. It looked like a leopard and the old man held his arm out to keep him from approaching. Yet Harry ignored him as he wanted to pet the big cat. He ignored the man's cries to get back….until he saw the cat roll over onto its back and purr loudly. Revealing its belly to the boy and letting him rub its sensitive belly. "You…..you befriended my nundu……just like that!" He said as he was clearly flabbergasted at the sight before him. The niffler waddled up to Harry again and climbed up his way up his back until he was perched on Harry's shoulder.

It was at this time that a knocking was heard from where they came. The elderly man coughed and motioned for the boy to follow. The boy pouted but stood up, making the nundu follow suit and rub his head against the boy. And that is when Newt scamander saw something that shocked him to his core. There was a small light where the nundu rubbed against the boy and he could sense them linking….as if bonding. 'wizards…..are known to get familiars….and while it definitely is uncommon and even rare for them to have more than one…..it's supposed to take a while to find one and bond to it…..yet this boy bonded with one of my nifflers and then again with one of my nundu so quickly…….who is this boy and how is this possible….I never even heard of a nundu bonding with a wizard before!'

He slowly grasped the young man's hand and guided him to the stairs. "We should be at the magical hospital known as Saint Mungo's. We will get you checked up and I promise you that your life will be better from now on. Nobody will hurt you again. We will make sure you're healthy and we will help you be rid of the obscurus!"

"Harry didn't know what this 'obscurus' was but he trusted this man. And the platypus and the leopard that was now padding after the pair. And thought in his head that maybe he wouldn't have to be with the dursleys anymore……and maybe he will finally have fun and be happy.