The Enemy of my Enemy

The Blast from the Past

Author's Note: This chapter contains spoilers for Fantastic Beasts if you haven't seen them already!

"Do you know what an Obscurial is?"

Teddie furrowed her brow and then shook her head. She was sitting in the family room of the Flint's summer home. Around her were her friends, Mason curled up at her side, the book Dumbledore had left him closed in his lap.

"It was said to be a young witch or wizard who had developed a dark parasitical magical force," said Mason. "The force was known as an Obscurus and was a result of their magic being suppressed through psychological or physical abuse."

Mo nodded. "There has only been two ever recorded Obscurial's in history," he continued. "One was American and the second was from Sudan."

"This was back in 1926," said Mason.

Mo raised a curious eyebrow.

"I read about them last summer," said Mason. "They were in Ancient History of the Wizarding World. Back when witches and wizards were hunted by muggles, Obscurial's were common because children were forced to hide their abilities. But, when the International Statue of Wizarding Secrecy was created, and both worlds were separated, they disappeared as children didn't need to hide from their own kind and were taught to accept and control their abilities without suppressing them."

Teddie glanced at Mo. The look on his face was one of surprise at Mason's knowledge. He had known the young Ravenclaw for six years, and while he knew that Mason was a genius and had seen first-hand the effort and research he put into his schoolwork, he had never seen or heard the information just tumble from his mouth like he was now.

Mo looked at Teddie. A small smile graced her face as she met his gaze and nodded softly at him. "Impressive," he said, turning his attention back to Mason. "You remembered all that from one book that you read last year?"

Mason nodded.

"I've never exaggerated when I say Mason loves to read, Mo," said Teddie. "He's a walking, talking encyclopaedia of knowledge."

"It's why the Sorting Hat had no problems with putting me in Ravenclaw," Mason added. "Hufflepuff was a strong candidate, but ultimately it believed Ravenclaw would help be succeeded."

Mo chuckled. "But, yes, you are absolutely right, Mason," he said, nodding. "Children of witches and wizards were forced to hide their abilities back then, and sometimes it led to their abilities bursting out of them. It's where we produced the term uncontrollable magic. We use that term now instead of Obscurial since even just mentioning Obscurial draws fear from a lot of folk."

"I can see why," said Mason. "Obscurial's did a lot of damage," he said. "They're magic was unpredictable and explosive. They were blamed for things outside of their control, and some couldn't even remember what they had done due to memory failure during the attack."

Teddie frowned; her gaze drawn to the floor. "Like blackouts?" she asked.

Mason turned to his sister and nodded. "Exactly like blackouts," he confirmed.

Hesitating, Teddie turned to Mo. "Why are you telling me about Obscurial's?" she asked. "Is it because of the blackouts I used to have as a child? Are you trying to tell me something?"

"I did manage to pull your medical files from your Muggle Healers before we left England," said Mo. "They reported that you had several blackouts growing up due to emotional outbursts. But you didn't remember all of them. Does that sound familiar?"

Teddie nodded.

"I took what your Muggle Healers said about you and looked it up against Magical affiliations," said Mo. "As much as I don't like it, your outburst as a child matches those of Wizarding children when they were forced to suppress their magical abilities."