We were lead down a long, black matallic corridor. At the end, there was a white room. A black pool of potion took up half of the room. Tina was now panicing. Dad and Aleathia were having a side conversation using morse code. I, on the other hand, was playing around with my features.
"Don't do this-Bernadette-please." Tina begged. "It don't hurt." Bernadette said, raising her wand to Tina's temple. I looked away and buried my head into Dad's side, unable to watch. It was disgusting. Is this what most humans are like? I tuned out the conversation between Tina and Bernadette. I felt Zoe the Bowtruckle creep down my arm and unlock the handcuffs.
Suddenly, I heard Tina scream. "MR. SCAMANDER!" The potion had erupted into a bubbling death potion that was slowly rising up to Tina's chair. Tina stood up quickly, nearly losing her balance. I don't wanna die. Tina's voice had taken an almost child-like tone. Her memories must have shaken her more than she expected. "DON'T PANIC!" Dad and Aleathia screamed at the same time, causing them both to blush. I smirked, having my suspicions from when Dad talked about her as a child practically confirmed. Dad liked her. And from her reactions, she likes him too it seems. "WHAT DO YOU SUGGEST I DO THEN?" Tina yelled, snaping the three of us back to present. I jumped as I realised that Dad had brought Graham the Swooping Evil out. I made eye contact with Tina. "Jump..." I said, seriously, hoping that she trusts me enough. Well, trusts Graham the Swooping Evil, that is. She looked down at him, then back at me. Are you for real? She demanded, knowing that I'll know. I gave her a look. "Tina, listen to me. I'll catch you. Tina!" Dad yelled. "TINA GOLDSTEIN, JUMP NOW! DO YOU WANT TO DIE?!" I yelled, the potion having risen until she could loose sight of us. Tina looks at me, then, as soon as Graham was infront of her, she jumped. As soon as she had a foot on his back, she pushed off of Graham and right into Dad's arms. I felt a flash of jealousy from Aleathia and stifled a groan. Now, because I desperately want Dad to find someone who wants him, I'm probably gonna be trying to find ways to get him to admit to her and visa versa. Nevermind. I quickly held my hand out for Graham to fly and curl into. "Leggo!" I cried, grabbing Aleathia's hand and dragged her towards the door.
We were running through the corridor. Dad had come up beside us and took my hand. Suddenly, a barrage of spells came at us. I released Graham and he used his wings to block the spells from hitting us. He was also knocking the down the aurors who cast them. "LEAVE HIS BRAINS, come on! Come on!" I shouted to Graham, who had had his tong inside one of the aurors's ear.
"What is that thing?" Tina asked me, grabbing my shoulder to keep me with her, because Dad had let go of my hand in favour of Aleathia's. "Swooping Evil. His name's Graham." I explained, running as fast as I could to compensate for my lacking length of my legs. I just realised that I'm an idiot. I quickly shifted my legs to be a bit longer, so that I could keep up.
"Ouch!" I cried, triping over my feet. We had stopped running when we nearly ran into Queenie and Jacob. Queenie pushed the case infront of her a bit. "Get in." She said, once Dad and Aleathia help me up and I shifted my legs back to normal. I quickly scrambled down the ladder and ran to check on the creatures, hoping non of them had been harmed. They hadn't, fortunately.
Not ten minutes later, the five of us were all hanging out on different parts of a roof. I was with Aleathia in one corner, away from everybody else. This is my chance to actually get to know the person Dad has liked from the time he adopted me. "Soooooooo..." I began, awkwardly. "What's your favorite colour?" I asked. "Brown." She said, automatically. "Yours?" She asked. I shrugged. "Red. Let's play twenty questions!" I exclaimed, using my secret wepon, puppy eyes. "Yeah, why not. Okay, you start." She replied, also shrugging. I cast my eyes around, attempting to come up with a good one. "What is the most embarrassing thing you've done infront of your crush?" I asked. "Could it be from before I started liking him?" She asked. I nodded. "Okay, so, there was this one time where we were in class and I was having a morse code conversation with Newt and Lita, when, suddenly, Professor Dumbledore answered the question I had just asked. I'd asked what the point of war was." Aleathia explained, answering my unasked question. I had decided not to use my curse during the game. Makes it much more fun. "And when everyone started laughing, I realised that I had asked the question out loud. Fortunately, Professor Dumbledor just found it hilarious and just waved it off before asking the three of us to pay attention." She said, both of us laughing at the randomness of it.
"Amelia, Aleathia, we're about to find an informant of Tina's. Hopefully, he can us find Dougal." Dad said, coming and crouching down infront of us. I let out a massive yawn, both being exhausted and not particularly wanting to go speak to an informant of Tina's. "Why don't Amelia and I stay in the case while the four of you go find him?" Aleathia suggested, also yawning loudly. "I don't see why not." Dad agreed, holding the case out for us to enter. "Good luck." I said, hugging Dad tightly before going down into the case that was more like home than anywhere else on the planet. "I'll look after her." I heard Aleathia say. I then watched as she gave Dad a kiss on the cheek and giggled when they both went red.
"Back to the game! Your turn to aske a question." I said, flopping down on my bed in the only section of the case that we don't keep creatures in. Our room, if you want. Aleathia dropped onto Dad's bed before asking. "Do you go to school, or does Newt homeschool you?" She asked. "I'm homeschooled. Dad thinks it's safer for me when I'm with him, because I'm a metamorphagus and Legilimens. I wouldn't survive going to school because I can't yet block people out easily enough. I'd also find it harder to make proper freinds, cause of my love of creatures and lack of social skills." I explained, giving the reasons why Dad and I see decided against me going away. "My go. What's the weirdest thing you like to eat?" I asked the first thing that came to mind. "Hmmm...probably ketchup with cucumbers. I don't know why, but it just works for me." Aleathia admit, chuckling slightly. "What bout you?" She asked. "Mashed potatoes with ketchup, salt and vinegar." I replied without hesitation. "What's your favourite thing about being an Auror?" I asked, genuinely curious about the job uncle Theseus and Aleathia do. "Well...I like my job because I get to help people and protect innocents while bringing people to justice." Aleathia said after a moment's thought. "What do you wanna do when you grow up?" She asked. I stopped and thought about it. "I'd quite like to help children with hard family lives. So, maybe work with the WCS. And work part-time at St. Mungos. Maybe adopt the children who's parents can't or won't look after them. I dunno." I said, having never actually thought about it. "Do you have any siblings?" I asked. "I have a little brother. His name's Alex. He's a primary school teacher. Teaches year three." She answered, the pride evident in her voice. "What's it like, living in a case and travelling around the world?" She asked. "It's fun. I'm never bored. When I was younger, Dad worked in the ministry, so just about everyone there babysat me. It was a bit boring though." I said, remembering the dull days of being babysat by the million and one people there.
I grinned evilly before asking a question that'd been bothering me for a while. "So when did you realise that you fancied my Dad?" I asked. Her face went bright red before muttering something. I grinned. "Sorry, I didn't catch that. Care to repeat?" I asked. She glared at me before sighing. "When I saw him kiss the top of your head the minute the legal papers had been approved for your adoption. We were in sixth year. He was the youngest in the year. Other than me. We turned 16 in February." She explained, unnecessarily. I nodded, yawning. "Why don't the two of us sleep until they get back?" I nodded tiredly, falling asleep before my head hit the pillow.
An: here's the next chapter. No, I still don't own this. Please give me an idea for how Amelia got to the future. I'm planning on the last chapter being entirely about how and why. Oh, and by the way, if you can give me tips on how to make this a better story, please give me detailed instructions on how, instead of something vague, like could be better. Otherwise, I wouldn't know what you mean.To be fair though, I haven't actual been told that. Although, I would like advice on how to improve. By the way, thank you all so much for reading this. I know it's a bit odd, but still. Thanks.