"Now, you pilfering pest. Remember what I said. Paws off what doesn't belong to you." Amelia said, stuffing her niffler and her case into Newt's. "I'm awfully sorry about this." Newt stood up, facing Jacob. "What on Earth was that?" he demanded. "Nothing that concerns you." Amelia replied, also standing up, trying to block all thoughts other than her own. Weirdos. Was heard in her head from Jacob's head. "We're not weirdos." She defended. "But you've seen too much. Now, if you'll just stand there, this will all be over in a jiffy." Newt turned back to find his wand. Jacob picked a case and with a quick, "sorry." he whacked Newt over the head and ran.
"Uh oh." Amelia muttered as a woman named Porpetina Goldstein marched up the alley where they were. Father daughter duo casually walked down the alley. When they intersected, Amelia, having access to her plans, tried to duck, but both Scamanders were grabbed and apperated away.
"Hello, Porpetina. I'm Amelia and this is my father, Newt. We tried to Obliviate the muggle, but he got away." Tina stared in shock at the 12 year old who seems to have read her mind. "I'm a legillamence." Amelia explained to the confounded ex-auror. "What's that thing in your case?" Porpetina demanded, putting a more professional face on. "My pet niffler, Tommy." Amelia smiled innocently. "Erm, you have something..." Newt pointed at her lip. "It's called mustard Dad." Amelia sassed. "Why in the name of Deliverance Dane did you let that thing lose?" Porpetina demanded. "We didn't mean to." Newt answered. "You didn't mean to?" she cut him of. "Tommy's incorrigible. Anything shinny and he's all over it." Amelia smiled. "You could not have chosen a worse time to let that creature lose. We're in the middle of a situation here!" Porpetina exclaimed. Amelia glared at her. "We can't control a creatures instincts. You try to ignore the need to eat while you're starving and your favorite food's right in front of you. Then you'll understand a niffler's instincts with gold." Amelia was ignored. "That's a section 3A mr. Scamander, Amelia Scamander. I'm taking you in." Porpetina got her wand out. "You don't have the authority any..." Amelia began, getting cut off by the three ending up outside of MACUSA.
"Come on." she said, dragging Newt, who was holding Amelia's hand. "Er, sorry, but we have things to do." Newt said, hoping she would let him go soon. "Well, you'll have to rearrange them."
Amelia's POV:
Tina was so happy to be doing something like an auror again. "You don't have..." I tried again to get her to let go of Dad. That failed. Horribly. "What are you doing in New York anyways?" She cut me off. Again!!! "I came to buy a birthday present." Dad lied. "Couldn't you do that in London?" she rudely asked. "No, there's only one breeder of Appalosea Puffskins in the world, and he lives in New York, so no. Now you've made me ruin the surprise, because it was actually for Amy's birthday."
A guard stood by the door and looked at Tina expectantly. "I've gotta section 3A." She explained. He opened the door. "Oh, by the way, we shut that guy down years ago. We don't allow the breeding of magical creatures in New York." Tina stamped on my dreams. I had always wanted one, now I discover Dad was going to get me one for my birthday in a week, but they didn't have them anymore.
The MACUSA lobby is amazing! It's huge and spacious, unlike the ministry of magic back in England. It's too loud in here. People taking to each other, music playing in the background, thoughts from everyone without oculamency shields. I grabbed Dad's hand to keep me steady.
"Hey, Goldstein." a goblin bellboy said, a smug smirk on his face. "Hey, Red." a grumpy Tina said. "Major investigation Department." she said importantly. "I thought you was..." Red began in surprise. "She was. She just refuses to admit it." I whispered to him once the lift began going down.
We were escorted into a room where an important meeting was going on. There was a man who had greying hair who was thinking about the attack he witnessed earlier. "I think it might have been an obscurus." I muttered to myself, after watching the memory of the dark force. "Newton?" A voice said from next to the woman who is the President of the American wizarding world. "Ms. Evans, you know this man?" she asked the lady who spoke. "Old friend from school." she responded. "Nice to see you again, Aleathia." Dad mumbled. "I have made your position here quite clear, Ms. Goldstein." Madame Picquery said, fury evident in her voice. Tina was terrified. "Yes Madame President, but I-" "You are no longer an auror." at least I'm not the only one who gets interrupted. "No, Madame President, but I-" she tried again. Why? What's the point? She's not gonna listen. "Goldstein." President Picquery snapped, angry that Tina won't take a hint. "It's not worth it, Tina. She won't listen." I said, pulling Tina's sleeve and dragging her to the lifts, Dad following.
an: My name isn't JK Rowling.