Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them Imagines

1. September First

"Ilvermorny is still better."

The air remained slightly warm as summer faded away. Golden rays of sunlight beat down on the station, causing all the pedestrians to squint as they strolled around the station. A few odd glances were thrown toward the family that walked together, rolling a cart loaded with luggage and a screeching owl. The Scamanders walked slowly, happy yet sad smiles on the older two's faces, an excited light in the young boy's eyes.

"Tina, dear, I find your claim to be invalid. Theo clearly chose Hogwarts," Newt replied to her.

"He did not choose Hogwarts! We just live here. I assure you, had he had the choice, he would've chosen Ilvermorny."

Theo abruptly stopped in front of the pillar between platforms 9 and 10. "Are you sure this is... safe?" He asked, looking upwards at his father. Tina looked a bit weary as well, having never gone on the platform herself. A tidal wave of people surrounded them, chatter filling the quiet spaces so the entire station was enveloped in noise.

"Theo, I assure you it's safe. I've gone through this platform six times, and every time I was safe," Newt reassured, leaning down and placing his hand on his son's arm. A proud smile spread across his face as he looked into his son's eyes. Theo was a straight copy of Tina, but he had his father's eyes. Newt always felt an amazed thrill go through him when he looked into them. Theo was his son, his creation, something he'd created with Tina, and the beauty of that always brought tears to his eyes. "You're going to absolutely adore Hogwarts."

Tina was poised, her mouth open, ready to deliver a retort about how Ilvermorny would always be better, but stopped short when she saw the look on her son's face. He was clearly still excited, but there was a nervous aura surrounding him that tensed the air. So she leaned down next to Newt and Theo and took Theo's hand in her own. "Hey, it's not going to be that bad. It's not gonna hurt you. You'll go right through and you'll be on the platform, ready to go to Hogwas- Hogwarts. I'm sure Aunt Queenie and Uncle Jacob are already there, waiting for us. You can have Anthony answer any questions you have about Hogwarts, he'll know them."

Newt glanced back at her, the question in his eyes. The question that asked "Are you ready?" To Tina, it was so much more than that. It wasn't just "Are you ready to go on the platform?" It was "Are you ready to say goodbye to your son for an irrefutably long time?" She simply nodded, although she wasn't quite sure if she was ready herself. It would be a full three and a half months Theo would be gone, and the most she'd ever spent away from her son was a week. It was a dismal way to think, but she couldn't imagine going back home without him. Newt stood up and whispered something to Theo. "Now, you just run straight toward the pillar and you'll be transported to the station. Mum and I will be right behind you, so there's no need to worry about getting lost. But if you do somehow get lost, I am a particularly good finder." His voice dropped to a lively whisper. "All Hufflepuffs are."

"I hope I'm a Hufflepuff," Theo mused, his voice growing small. "Anything but Slytherin. I heard all the Slytherins are bad guys, and I'm not a bad guy!"

Newt chuckled at Theo's observation. "Not all Slytherins are bad. In fact, one of my best friends was a Slytherin. She wasn't... necessarily bad. The only bad thing she ever did was an accident, an accident caused by me. Perhaps we'll see her today, she can prove to you that they're not bad. Though I doubt you'll be in Slytherin anyway, you're much more Hufflepuff or Gryffindor. Now, let's get onto the platform. We don't want to run late or keep the others waiting."

Muggles passed by left and right, but all were too oblivious to see the small family preparing to enter the hidden platform. Theo gripped his cart tightly, and a warm smile teased at the corners of Tina's lips. "When I say go, we're going to run as quickly as we can toward the pillar. You may close your eyes if you please, but I don't recommend it. It's much more exhilarating to be aware of your surroundings," Newt said, placing his hands next to Theo's. A slight breeze picked up, something Newt subconsciously took as a sign to go. "One... two... go!"