First off thank you so much for all the support you guys have given me that have helped me get through this creative slump! It means so much to have friends like you that care enough to pull me up and motivate me to keep writing! I will try to keep posting regularly like I’ve done in the past for the future! And here’s the long awaited Constellations pt.17 I hope you enjoy it! If you wanna be tagged let me know below and comment what you think!
Newt, Queenie, Jacob and all of Theseus' friends were seated around the table awkwardly watching the showdown that was happening in front of them. Theseus at one head of the table Tina at the other holding court. She was grilling him about not having anything of yours to use to try and find you. And he was arguing that he did have something it wasn't his fault it wasn't up to her standards.
"So all you have of her's is a small piece of fabric from the dress she was wearing?" Tina pursed her lips as she stared down Theseus.
"Give me a break Tina, when she got taken from the pub it was all a blur." Theseus sat with his arms crossed in the same judging position that Tina had. "I nearly died remember? But I found this piece of her dress on the bottom of my shoe. It's in good condition and it's something that she was wearing it's better than having like a random object." Theseus tended to match the tone of those he was speaking to. If he felt attacked he'd flip it and be twice as aggressive, he could have been a good lawyer, he was good at presenting his case. " I mean it's better than nothing right?"
Tina rolled her eyes and sat back in her chair, running a hand through her hair. "First of all you've both been to her house there wasn't anything there you could have taken-"
“You're really implying that I should have stole from her when I went to her house." Theseus raised an eyebrow.
"No I wasn't but if something happened to slip into your pocket like one of her lockets or family pictures."
"That's stealing Tina. And unlike you I don't commend any type of stealing. I wouldn't take what doesn't belong to me." Theseus had the hint of a smile on his lips in that he had her cornered or so he thought. Tina was also very good at presenting her case, she also could have been a lawyer.
"Really because from what you've told me you had no problem taking (y/n) from Newt." Her face was stoic and Theseus had a look of shock displayed on his.
Everything had gone quiet in the room, you could have heard a pin drop. Newt could feel Theseus looking at him but he kept his head hung low watching the bowtruckle Pickett dance across his knuckles and weave in and out of his fingers. Picket climbed up his arm and settled back into his pocket, blowing a raspberry at Theseus. Newt shushed him.
Tina knew she had won and didn't expect any type of argument. She pushed back her chair and stood up straight, extending out her hand. "Give it to me." Theseus bit the inside of his cheek to hold back a remark, not meeting her eyes he took his handkerchief out of his pocket and unwrapped it. Lying in it was a crumpled up piece of green fabric with spots of mud and tearing seams.
Theseus took it out gently and ran his thumb over the smooth fabric. Newt watched him do this and saw the slight sniffle he gave before he composed himself and handed it over to Tina.
Tina examined it taking note of its size. She muttered to her self as she took out her wand and used it to levitate the fabric in the air. She mumbled a spell and nothing happened. She snatched the fabric out of the air crumpling it and Newt saw Theseus flinch at this at the action and lurch forward. Theseus muttered careful as he wrung his handkerchief in his hands.
"It's too small and not enough significance is tied to it for a tracking spell." Tina kept crumbling up the fabric square and Theseus kept wringing his handkerchief wanting her to stop. Tina paced around the room thinking over what she would do to try and track you down.
Newt wouldn't let anyone know but he missed you dreadfully. He kept quiet because if he even talked about you he knew he would start crying. Big ugly crying when you know that someone has stolen a piece of you. Even thinking about you made him miss your gentle touches and your radiant smile. Your kind heart and warm eyes. Newt tried his best to keep himself from thinking of you. Directing his mind to mentally editing his book. But his mind kept wandering back to you. To finding you. Newt really wanted to find you. He needed to tell you how he felt, that you made him feel like he was enough. All his life he had been mocked for being different for being a little weird and yet you liked him despite that. You embraced his weirdness, you valued him as much as he valued you. You talked endlessly with him about his creatures and took interest in his work. It felt like you were meant for him and all these feelings were just consuming him. He needed to tell you that he...loved you.
But there was a small problem and it was his big brother. Theseus seemed to need you, to want you as much as he did. And while Newt had been mocked as a kid as far back as he could remember Theseus was always there for him. When he got beat up by older kids in first year Theseus beat those kids up. When he got ridiculed for being obsessed with magical creatures Theseus talked and assured him that those kids were stupid and they'd all be sorry when Newt became a famous Magizoologist. And now he could see how much Theseus was holding back. The way he wouldn't tell Tina that crumbling that fabric was like crumbling a piece of him. Of how he seemed to feel guilty and question if he really did steal you from Newt. All of this had Newt wondering if maybe he should keep quiet about his feelings and give selfless Theseus who gave up everything for Newt, his happy ending.
"I got it!" Tina suddenly yelled making everyone jump out of their seats and snapped Newt out of his thoughts. Theseus stood up.
"What?" He had put away his handkerchief in his pocket and it was all crumbled and wrinkled from all the wringing. "You know how to find her?" His voice was eager, searching for some hope that Tina could find you.
"Well maybe." Tina's voice went back to being flat as she talked to Theseus.
"Maybe!" Theseus raises his voice stepping forward. "You promised us a solution."
"And I have one I faintly remember a potion I was taught during my schooling years. You mix the belongings of the person you are trying to find along with a handful of other ingredients. It just might work."
Theseus clenched his teeth and looked down straightening his tie. "Excuse me did you say you faintly remember?"
"Well yes is been a decade or so since I was in school." Tina could sense the building of danger she had stepped back a step, in a defensive stance.
"And that it might work." Theseus took another step forward. "This needs to work and I understand if you don't care because I get it you don't like me. And I don't blame you, not many people like a ministry official, or a pompous jerk in the words you used to describe me when you were, what should I call it, messing with my brothers feelings!"
"Theseus, mate maybe you should calm down." Blaine walked over to back Theseus, Andrew and Diego stood up from their spots at the table. That had been playing some sort of card game, the cards laid face down now, long forgotten.
Tina look offended at Theseus remarks. "Look I don't even have to help you. And I did, I did it because Newt asked me. You are lucky I'm even taking this much time to try and find this girl. And for what what's so special about his girl who was supposed to marry someone else and then seduces two other men's at the same ti-"
It all happened so fast. Theseus surged forward and Blaine grabbed onto him trying to wrestle him back. But Theseus fought dragging him forward. "Don't you dare talk about her! Don't you dare pretend to know her!" Tina scrambled to get away stifling a scream. Andrew And Diego knocked over the table scattering the playing cards as they grabbed Theseus by his arms and held him back. Theseus was hysterical now. "We don't need your help! I don't need your help! I don't want help from a someone who is going to insult the woman I love!" The second he said it, the room went quiet. Everyone turned to look at Newt. Newt didn't say anything, didn't do anything.
Diego cleared his throat. "Theseus you need to relax." Theseus was still breathing hard, his hair wild. He was tried and stressed, the bags under his eyes and the forming stubble made him look ten years older. "Theseus." Diego relaxed his tough grip and placed his hand on his friend's back and his other hand on his shoulder. "You need to sit down." Diego quickly glanced down at Theseus' midriff and Theseus looked down too to notice the blood seeping through.
Theseus took a shaky breath. "Yea okay." He rested a hand against this stomach and pulled back to see dark red smeared all over. His head then lulled to the side and his body went limp. Diego slumped him up on one side and Andrew held him up on the other. Diego spoke up to break the silence. "Look I hate to ask anything of you but so you have spare room where I can change his bandages."
Tina still had a scared look in her eyes but she nodded slowly. "Yea, um, down the hall and too the left there's an old bed in there you can lay him on."
"Thanks." Andrew and Diego began to walk with Theseus slumped between them before they stopped. Diego spoke again not quite turning to face Tina. "Don't take it too personal amada. He's tired and worn the ministry has beaten every ounce of energy this man had. And having her go missing was just the cherry on top to break him. He must have been hiding that pain for a long time to rupture the stitches and spell I did that bad. I thought she could be good for him and if we don't find her soon I don't know what will happen to him." Diego started walking again and then down the hall, will a small shut of the bedroom door.
Tina tried her best to pretend that Theseus' outburst didn't happened. Newt had tried to speak to her but she brushed him off and scurried away to gather the ingredients for the potion. Queenie in the meantime had set up her cauldron over a low brewing flame.
Tina avoided Newt at all costs and he eventually gave up trying to talk to her and sat quietly near the overturned table. Queenie was at her sisters side handing her ingredients to mix as she recited the spell over the potion. She sprinkled in tea leaves and other herbs for the base of the potion.
Where to find the one we seek
On how to track them down
I'll pay a sickle I'll pay a pound
For anything you can give
With every strength of ounce I live
Tina hadn't yet added in the part that was necessary to find you. As she had explained earlier it was key that the first part of the potion be broad enough to set up context. And next you specified the spell to try and find the particular person you're after.
The girl with the (y/h/c) hair
The one who whose dress had to tear
The one with the boy whose owned her all along
The one for which these two boys long
Who wants to change her fate
To find someone to save her before it's too late
With a family curse of the cat
In a wedding dress thou does sat
Crying about her tainted life
Crying about not wanting to be a wife
Tell us quick, you shall not fail
Help us fix this broken tale
As the spell ended a puff of teal smoke filled the room engulfing Tina. Queenie quickly handed her a mason jar and she captured all the smoke. It transitioned from blue to green swirling in the glass, fighting against it, wanting to escape. Once the smoke cleared Tina looked over the cauldron and inside swirling was the beginnings of an image. Newt stood up from where he sat to get a closer look. Andrew and Blaine had came back to see the status of the potion.
They all gathered around the cauldron to look upon the image. It was you in a grand golden house thrown upon a king sized bed a wedding dress crumpled around you. To the side of you there say a pair of scissors, in arms reach as if at any moment you would begin to cut the dress up.
Newt leaned forward and reached out his hand, entranced by your image. Tina smacked his hand away. “Careful. The part of the potion can lead us to her but we actually need the city and country she’s in before we can use it.” She scanned the image carefully looking for a location to help them find you. A woman entered the picture and she looked just like you, just older with grey hairs. She spoke but they couldn’t hear anything, you wouldn’t lift her head to look at her. She sighed and left but not before pacing a small piece of white paper on your lap. It was a wedding invitation and it gold lettering it said United Kingdom’s, Cambridge.
“Queenie write that down!” Tina ordered and her sister complied. Tina’s eyes scanned the paper and they went wide. “Dammit we don’t have much time.”
“Why what is it?” Newt spoke up his voice cracking.
“The wedding is tomorrow at 12pm.”
Newt felt his face drop. They really didn’t have much time. “We need to leave now.” He began to gather his coat and slip in on.
“Agreed.” Tina faces the group. “Everyone get your stuff we need to go as soon as I can find a port key to Cambridge.” She turned to face Diego. “You can leave him here if you want. He’s in no condition to travel.”
Diego gave a curt nod, but Theseus had other ideas. He had hauled himself out of his room and was leaning on the door frame breathing hard. “Theseus I swear if you don’t get back in that bed I will-“
“Will what.” Theseus coughed out. “Kill me?” He let out a sad little laugh. “Let’s be honest Diego this scar will do that job for you. And I don’t care if it kills me but I will see her again and stop her from marrying that man, if is the last thing I do.”
“Alright then.” Tina said as she began rifling things together looking for the right porkey. “You better get your stuff because we’re leaving as soon as I find it.”
Theseus gave her a curt nod as a thank you and began to put his suit coat and shirt back on with a little help from Diego. Pretty soon everyone was ready to go and stood around the dinning room table that had been uprighted. A beat up old handbag sat in the center. “All right on the count of three everyone grab the bag. We leave only once and if one of you doesn’t make it we aren’t coming back.” Tina issued her warning before beginning her countdown.
They all grabbed hold and were sucked in. Newt felt himself spinning and a force trying to pull him away but he kept a tight grip. He heard a scream that sounded like Theseus, it was blood curling and Newt felt his stomach turn hoping he was okay, and hoping that it was just the sound of the wind whirling round them.
They all landed on their feet in the middle of a dark alley a couple lights flickering eerily. Newt turned rapidly looking for any sign of Theseus. He saw Diego sanding behind Queenie and Jacob and Andrew and Blaine on the other side of Tina. But there was no sign of Theseus.
Diego was in shock but responded. “He was just next to me.”
Tina screwed her eyes shut in frustration. “God dammit he must have flown off in the transportation.”
“What!” Tina’s eyes widened, Newt never lost his temper.
“Look it’s fine I think he might have still made it to Cambridge a couple miles away from us, but I’m not sure where.” She took out the mason jar she had stored in her pocket.
“A couple miles out, he’s injured and in pain he can’t be on his own right now.” Hey had lowered his voice but it was still angrier than usual.
“Newt.” Tina’s voice was gentler now. “We don’t have much time the sun is already beginning to rise. Pretty soon (y/n) is going to be walking down the isle. And if you want to stop that we need to go now.”
She crouched down on the floor and unscrewed the lid of the jar. The bluish green smoke trailed out in a hazy blob. As it moved slowly down the alley blue footsteps followed it leading around the corner. “The spell is short term. We need to move fast. Make your decision Newt.”
Tina has just put Newt in a position he didn’t want to be in. Newt would have to decide whether to chose you to his brother. And as he thought he already knew the answer even though he didn’t want to admit it. And as he walked after Tina around the corner he felt his heart weigh down with guilt.
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