Chapter 1: Vulnera Sanentur

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Tina set down her cup of tea and sighed. Queenie looked up from a magazine.

"Newt left the dinner table two hours ago."

Queenie studied her older sister.

"He probably lost track of time. He tends to do that when he's caring for his magical creatures," said Queenie.

Tina slowly rose from the table. She checked her watch: 10:27pm.

Jacob had gone to bed ages ago, and if Newt excused himself before that... he'd never been gone for that long without telling anyone.

"I'm going to check on him," she announced.

Queenie looked back at her magazine.

"Be quick- it's pretty late," she mumbled.

Tina turned on her heel and strode toward the living room. Newt's suitcase was lying on the floor in front of the couch. Closed, but not locked.

Tina cautiously lifted the lid.

"Newt?" she called into the suitcase.

Tina could feel Queenie's eyes on her back. She began to feel uncomfortable and sweaty.

"Are you okay?"

No response.

Tina sighed. She'd have to see for herself. She carefully stepped onto the ladder leading inside the case and lowered herself down.

"Newt, can't you hear us? We've been waiting for-" Tina stopped talking.

Newt lifted his head slightly and groaned. He lay on the small wooden platform near his Kelpie's enclosure (who he had moved into his suitcase the previous day so he could tend to his wounds).

"Newt... what happened?!"

He had taken off his coat and vest to tend to the Kelpie, which made the gaping bite mark on his forearm all too visible through his drenched white shirt. His side was bruised terribly and was rapidly turning a deep shade of purple.

Tina kneeled over him, careful not to touch any blood or water pooled beneath him.

From what she gathered, the Kelpie had bitten Newt and almost ripped off his arm, then flung him off, where he landed on the platform.

Newt's eyes fluttered and he shifted his head to look at Tina.

His blue-green eyes were glazed over and unfocused.

"Oh... hello Tina."

He exhaled sharply and his head dropped to the side and went limp.

"Newt!"

Tina looked around in panic. She ran back to the shed and scrambled up the ladder.

"Queenie!! Newt needs our help, he's hurt!"

Without waiting for a response, she leaped from the ladder and ran back to an unconscious Newt lying on his side.

Queenie came bustling down the ladder holding her wand.

"Oh my God... Newt!" Queenie slowly crouched near him and cast a spell to dry his shirt.

Tina stayed by Queenie's side and handed her plasters and bandages and different types of ointments. Tina wasn't good at healing major wounds: Queenie was.

They stayed there for a few minutes, carefully stemming his blood flow and rolling his arm in bandages.

Queenie eventually looked up at Tina.

"He'll be okay."

Tina sighed and flicked her wand. A phantom wind carried Newt up the ladder and out of his suitcase.

Tina walked after him with Queenie at her side.

Tina guided the floating figure of Newt into his and Jacob's bedroom and slowly settled him into his bed.

Queenie glanced sideways at Jacob, who was sleeping peacefully and had most likely been doing so for the past few hours.

Tina covered Newt with a blanket and stepped away from the bed.

As she turned to leave, a soft hand clasped her shoulder. Tina turned around to find Queenie smiling gently at her.

"Tina."

She looked up at Queenie.

"Tina, listen to me." Queenie squeezed her shoulder.

"He's going to be okay."



My little notes on this chapter:

^^ I'll probably do this every chapter. You don't have to read it- I'll probs just explain random things in the story or talk about my thoughts.

First off, I'm sorry for jumping straight into action without much orientation. I don't think I could write a whole chapter where everyone mucks around and does nothing, so this happened.

So this chapter is obviously named Vulnera Sanentur (which is a spell used in Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince: It heals major wounds) and Tina + Queenie are healing Newt soo... yeah :)

This fanfic will be sappy so if you don't like that stuff.. sToP rEAdinG


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