For a few minutes the five escapees stood in silence on the rooftop of some building. Queenie and Jacob had begun a conversation on the occupations of their parents. Newt stood on a ledge of the roof, Pickett on his shoulder. Octavia was doing her best to control her appearance, it had been flickering for some time, having transformed into a man and something invisible. She didn't much like copying an appearance to a tee, as it took a toll on her body.
"Graves always insisted the disturbances were caused by a beast. We need to catch all your creatures so he can't keep using them as a scapegoat." Tina addressed Newt.
"There's only one still missing. Dougal, my Demiguise." Newt replied, and Octavia looked up at him, a worried expression on her face.
"Dougal?" Tina asks confused.
"Slight problem is that... Um, he's invisible." Newt mutters, watching Tina's face turn to a frown.
"Invisible?" she asked, a tone of annoyance and disbelief in her voice.
"Yes- Most of the time... He does... Um..." Newt mutters trailing off as Tina's face begins to look desperate.
"How do you catch something that's-" she asked, but was answered before she need finish her question.
"With immense difficulty." Octavia states, catching Newt's gaze.
"Oh." Tina nods, she stares off to the side for a while, when suddenly her face lights up. "Gnarlack!"
"Excuse me?" Newt asks stunned at her outburst.
"Gnarlack- he was an informant of mine when I was an Auror! He used to trade magical creatures on the side-"
"He wouldn't happen to have an interest in paw prints, would he?" Newt asked.
"He's interested in anything he can sell. Come on, follow me." Tina smiles and the five of them follow her.
Octavia follows cautiously as Tina leads everyone down an insalubrious back alley, filled with bins, crates and other discarded items. They follow her down some steps that leads to a dead end. A wall bricked up, with a poster of debutante in an evening dress staring at herself in a mirror. The top of the poster reads, 'The Blind Pig' and Octavia shuffles awkwardly, knowing what they're getting themselves into. Tina and Queenie, in unison, raise their wands, as they do so their original outfits become stunning flapper party dresses. Newt hastily magics himself a bow tie and the five of them are almost ready to go inside when, Tina gives Octavia a look.
"I can just be invisible." Octavia suggests, her main concern being that she'd had never been confident in a dress.
Queenie tuts at her, before using her own wand to force Octavia into a dress. Embarrassed she becomes invisible to them all, and folds her arms protectively over her invisible chest. Queenie sights, muttering something about a lost cause. Newt looks at share he thinks Octavia is, but can feel her shy and awkward presence near him.
"You look fine. Beautiful actually." He says to the open air, hoping to encourage her into visibility.
He couldn't see it, but if she were visible, her cheeks would be very pink. Reluctantly she returns to a visible state, and they make their way inside. They find themselves in a seedy, low-ceilinged speakeasy. Where every down and out of New York's magical community come to unwind. A glamorous goblin jazz singer croons and Octavia follows closely behind Newt, holding onto the sleeve of his coat for guidance. She looked anywhere but Newt, her gaze resting on her feet. Without her knowledge, the man she was so determined not to look at, was busy sneaking glances at her. She still had her hand clenched around his coats sleeve, as though it were her life line.
"You can tell me to mind my own business... But I saw something in that death potion back there. I saw you hugging that Second Salem boy." Newt addresses Tina.
Her gaze falls from Newt, and she stares to the side for a moment. Taking a breath she begins, "His name is Credence." she begins, and Octavia's attention is caught at the name. "His mother beats him. She beats all those kids she's adopted, but she seems to hate him the most."
"Credence? This Credence?" Octavia asks, speaking for the first time since they had entered the place, and she transforms to the appearance of a boy, nearing or just on manhood, with a very bad bowl cut, before returning to her usual self.
"Yes, how do you know?" Tina asks, surprised.
They were interrupted as a goblin arrives. Instinctively Octavia's hand jumps from the coat sleeve to Newt's hand, and she squeezes it tightly, terrified.
"Get out of here-" he whispers, feeling her shake violently. She does so, apparating to the rooftop where she hoped they'd meet her, only to wait.
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Just A Smidge (Fantastic Beasts FanFic)
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] Who would think that a Hufflepuff could be friends with a Slytherin and a Ravenclaw, not to mention how they were all outcasts too. The unlikely trio, Newt, Leta and Octavia and their friendship is sure to haunt them for an eternity, as...
