It's been 9 months since Dad and I were in New York. Once we returned to England, the ministry banned us from traveling internationally. They obviously don't trust us anymore. I understand they're angry with the breach of secracy, but really? We might've finished the book we were writing, but we still needed to continue to find new creatures! Anyways, I'm rambling. I've accepted who my birth family is, but to me, I'll always be a Scamander.
Dad and I were sat in a dark, dingy waiting area. I'm bored. Calm down, Amelia. Dad thought. I was either fidgeting or changing my hair really quickly. I do that. A lot.
Dad suddenly took off. "Dad?!" I asked, running after him. He stopped, lying on the floor, he and Pickett both with their hands on Dad's button that fell off his coat. Me, being me, tripped over Dad's outstretched legs and fell ontop of him.
What on earth? Another voice, one that I've never heard before thought. "They're ready for you, Newt, Amelia." The voice said outloud. I scrambled off Dad and helped him stand up, taking Pickett and the button and placing them both in my pocket. "Leta...what are you doing here?" Dad asked. Oh, so this is Leta. My other 'aunt'. To be fair though, Aleathia's Dad's girlfriend, so hopefully, she'll become my mum.
"Did he actually say the words 'Ministry family?" Dad asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. Leta laughed a little. "Dad, how well do you know uncle Thee?" I asked. Dad sighed. "Of course he did. That sounds like my brother." We began walking down the hall. "Theseus was disappointed you both couldn't come to dinner. Any of the nights we asked you." Leta adressed us both. "We've been busy." Dad said defensively. "He's your brother, Newt, he likes spending time with you. And so do I." Leta countered. I noted that she was ignoring me. Fine, I'll ignore her too. "Oi, you! Hop in, Pick." I said, watching the tiny bowtruckle snuggle down into my pocket. "Why do strange creatures love you both so much?" Leta asked, smiling. Newt's obviously passed his love of creatures down. She thought to herself. "Well, there are no strange creatures" I began. "Only blinkered people." Dad and Leta finished together. The three of us grinned.
"How long did you get in detention for saying that to Prendergast?" Leta asked. "Aleathia said a month." I said, bored of being ignored. "Yeah. A month that time." Dad agreed. "And Aleathia and I set off a Dungbomb under his desk so we could join you, do you remember?" She asked. We had come to the doors that can look scary and imposing. I think they just look silly. And who else emerges, but Uncle Theseus.
"Hello." He said as Dad and I approached. "Theseus. We were just talking about Newt and Amelia coming for dinner." Leta explained. That'll be a miracle and a half if they come without Aleathia. Uncle Thee thought. "She's still in the States." I reminded him. He looked at me in a bit of annoyance. My abilities freak him out a bit. Ah well. Do I care? Nah. "Really? Well...look, before we go in there I-" he began before Dad interupted. "It's our fith attempt, Theseus, we know the form." "I don't think this'll be like any other time, Dad." I said, having heard what uncle Thee was about to say. "Just try and keep an open mind, will you? And maybe a little less..." Uncle Thee trailed off, waving a hand at us in general. "Like us?" Dad asked in irritation. We both hate being told to not be ourselves. "Well, it can't hurt. Come on, let's go." Uncle Thee said affectionately. I glared at him and followed Dad into the room.
An: sorry for not updating in over a month. I've just been dealing with things that has made it harder to pick up the screen play and write. I'll try to update sooner, but no promises. I do not own FBTCOG. JK Rowling and WB do.