Newt Scamander and the Werewolf Pup

Tell Me About the Yonkers

Tell Me About the Yonkers

Newt Scamander held the wolf pup, staring into it's tiny grey face. His muzzle was capped in black fur, the rest of him a dingy grey colour, with tiny pointed ears and the littlest spindles of teeth that nipped and snapped at Newt's dragon-hide covered fingers. He made tiny little growling sounds in the back of his throat that sounded more like a rattle than a ferocious beast. Newt turned the pup in his hand so that all four of the pup's legs hung from his wrist and palm and he kept the pup's little head still between two fingers. The pup snarled in a tiny little voice, trying to wriggle out of the grip Newt had on him, but Newt kept him still and clutched the pup to his chest, neutralizing him, though keeping him safe, and staggered to his feet back over to where Tina lay, still gasping for breath.

"Teeny," he knelt down and grabbed her hand in his. "You'll be alright. We'll - we'll get you out of here."

Tina's eyes were closed but her chest was heaving up and down with the inhale and exhale of oxygen, her heart was still beating.

Newt bit his wand in his teeth and tucked the pup deep into the pocket of his coat. He could feel the pup wriggling about in there and he looked down to see the pup chewing his own leg. "You stop that... stop that, I say." He stuck his hand in to pull the foot out of the pup's mouth. "No." The pup bit onto the glove, so Newt slid his hand out of it and let the pup have the glove... and he started gnawing ruthlessly at the fingers on the glove, his paws wrapped about it, holding it still as he tore at it, his little teeth sinking into the dragon hide.

Carefully, Newt raised his wand and levitated Ned Veigler up from the ground and he looked over at Tina and he said, "Love, I'll be right back. I - I'll be right back and I'll get you out of here. I'll get you out of here. And - and well again. I'll get the - the stitching kit. I'll fix you. I'll fix it." He hurriedly swept Ned Veigler into the briefcase and followed after, the wolf pup still squirming and growling away in his pocket.

Once Ned Veigler was carefully secured into the observation room, he scrambled through the cupboards, knocking things over and spilling potions. The children that were still awake stared at him with wide, nervous eyes, unsure about this strange man who had kidnapped them away from their kidnappers, and watched as he leaped about, collecting the things he needed to save Tina. He climbed back out of the case, leaving them there.

Quirinus Quirrell watched with wide eyes as he went. And then a girl behind him let out a cry and he turned to see there was a funny creature tugging at the buckle on her shoes - a black furry thing with a long snout. It looked up at the girl when she cried out and ran off, snuffling and snorting and slinging itself into a wide nest, which was filled with shiny things - jewelry and coins and buttons and bottlecaps and a great big pocket watch and rings and a compact mirror... Quirinius stared at the nest in awe of it, and then all around himself and he wondered at what sort of place this was he'd been taken away to.

Meanwhile, outside of the case, Newt was kneeling beside Tina, "Teeny, I'm here... I'm here, love... I - I'm here." He pulled out a bottle of potion and he turned her face, his hand folded so that his fingertips brushed her skin gently, lovingly... He bit the stopper off the bottle and tilted her head up with his other palm and said softly, "This - this will taste quite nasty, but you've got to - to drink it all. Very important."

He poured the sanguine into her mouth, the red potion thick and blood-like as it went down and she gagged, sputtering. But gagging and sputtering were better than the silence that had preceded it. Newt carefully poured every last drop of the liquid into her mouth. When every drop had gone in, he was delighted to find that she opened her eyes and his heart soared with hope. Now to just fix her up... and all would be well...