Imagine That

I jolted awake and sat up quickly only to have my head spin and almost make me pass out. I looked around slowly not really understanding where I was. Everything was white...

"Am I in a hospital?" I asked myself out loud.

"You are," a nurse smiled as she rushed into the room. She walked up to my bed side and started checking a bandage that was wrapped around my head. "You and your husband are very lucky."

"We are?" I ask slowly. I wasn't sure if the nurse knew exactly where I had actually gotten hurt.

"Well... not many survive on heir wagon falling down the side of a mountain. You're lucky you weren't traveling alone and your friends were able to get you here so quickly." She moved my eyelids and opened them a bit wide so she could look in them. "How's your memory? Do you know your name?"

I side eye her a bit suspiciously, "...Etta Morgan?" The lady slyly checks a chart hanging on my bed.

"Good,"

"Where's my husband?" I ask her.

She doesn't say anything at first. She just writes on the chart before looking at me, "his injuries were a bit more intense so he's just in another part of the hospital. He's doin' fine though." She smiled and put my chart down. "If it wasn't for your friends saying he held on to you so he'd get most of the injuries I would have thought someone beat him up." The nurse chuckled.

"Heh... yeah," I say awkwardly.

"Well, i think you have some visitors, I'll go get them." She smiled at me once more before leaving the room. I leaned over a bit to try to look out the window. It seems like I was in Saint Denise but I wasn't too sure. I slowly propped myself up better and placed my pillow behind me. Definitely not like the beds in Luca's house but it was still always nice to not sleep in a cot.

Arthur rode back to camp in a somber silence. But on the inside, he could feel himself getting angry. He knew he was going to have to control himself long enough to grasp the situation, find out who needed to be dealt with and deal with them. Then he'd allow himself to lose his cool.

As he rode back he replayed every memory with me since we'd met. He thought about everyone who had helped him in some way in his life. He thought about everyone he'd lost. He could feel tears build up again as he lingered on a memory of me just a little too long but he quickly shook it off as he neared camp.

It was officially dusk and the orange sun was hitting the fog perfectly. Arthur couldn't help but think about how much I would have loved the view. But he also knew I would be disgusted as soon as he saw the camp come into view.

Arthur could already hear Micah's irritating voice as he hopped off of Athena. "Come on Grimshaw! Get those bags packed." Henry saw Arthur begin to walk up making him stand up from where he was sitting and shift uncomfortably and wipe his eyes quickly. Arthur noticed how he quickly put a handkerchief away.

"We're going as fast as we can," Susan huffed. Her face looked red like she'd been crying.

"Well go faster, we don't have much time." Micah groaned.

"We got plenty of time, Micah," Arthur said to announce himself to the camp. "I think it's finally time we all have a little chat."

"Woohoo your back, great," Micah said in a flat tone.

"I just saw Agent Milton, Dutch. Abigail shot him and she's okay. Not that ya'll care that much." Arthur walked towards Dutch. As he got closer he noticed the absence of any form of sadness over the loss of his only daughter. Arthur turned and looked at Micah and his two friends. "You rats. Did you know Micah was really close with Micah?"

Micah took a step closer to Arthur, "What are you talkin' about, cowpoke?" He said in a threatening tone.

"You've been talkin' to the Pinkertons. For years. Etta knew it. And Agent Milton confirmed it, just before he died."

"That's a bald-faced lie! Dutch, think of the future." Micah said to his boss confidently.

Dutch looked confused between the two men. Henry moved next to his father sharing the same confusion and stress as things started to click in his head.

"It all makes sense now," Henry muttered mostly to himself.

"It really doesn't, don't believe Arthur, Henry," Micah warned.

Arthur aimed his pistol at Micah causing him to do the same thing. All the men standing behind Micah, his friends, Bill, all aimed their guns at Arthur. Henry started shaking his head in disbelief as he walked closer to Arthur.

"Think about it Dutch," Arthur pleaded.

"No, think practically, Dutch," Micah said over him.

"You..." Henry started to speak up. "You told me Etta might be the spy." He pulled his gun out and aimed it at Micah. "You said she was a lost cause! You made me--"

Arthur's pov

"Arthur! You keep going. We'll get Etta and John!" Dutch yelled from his horse.

Sadie had to hold Arthur back from jumping off the train himself after I fell off. Even the bullets firing around him couldn't stop him from trying to go after me. His whole world in an instant suddenly felt like it was over.

Arthur looked at Henry who had jumped onto the train. He also looked like he was about to jump off the train as well. Henry looked at him and for a split second Arthur thought he saw guilt but it was completely overtaken with stress and worry.

"She should have stayed at camp!" Henry yelled.

"Boys! We gotta get the money and get off the train before we get to the bridge!" Sadie yelled pulling them both forward.

Henry coughed into his sleeve before running after Bill and Sadie only stopping to look at Arthur once more as he looked off the back of the train still searching for any sign of me.

Finally, Arthur tried to shake down his feelings so he could do what he had to do. And once he did that he would run to me.

He pushed past everyone shooting anyone who aimed a gun at him. He officially didn't want to be there and he needed to get this done. Fast.

They made it to the car when Arthur stopped. "Fuck,"

"What? Put the damn dynamite down Arthur!" Bill yelled as he looked over the side of the train.

"The dynamite was in Etta's bag! Give me a second!" Arthur started digging through his bag for anything that explodes.

"We don't have a second Arthur!" Sadie points at the bridge coming up fast.

As he felt in he felt something and pulled it out. Arthur had no idea how long a single expired dynamite stick had been in his bag and he was slightly worried but he couldn't be worried right now. He quickly stuck it to the door and pushed everyone back before firing at it with his pistol.

He had half hoped it wouldn't explode and they could jump off with nothing. Arthur wanted to be the one to tell Dutch that they got nothing. That it was all Dutch's fault.

But unfortunately or maybe fortunately it exploded and the door opened. Arthur and Sadie ran in and handed everyone bags of money. Bill and Cleet were ecstatic but Arthur, Sadie, and Henry all silently looked at each other before jumping off the train.

The two men continued their celebration after they got off the train and watched it go off the exploded part of the track. Arthur watched only for a second before tossing the bag of money he was holding to Sadie and turning around to run back to try and find me.

Tina closed her book and went to grab her coat. Newt looked up confused. "Where are you going?"

"We are going to see your friend?" She asked wondering why he was confused.

Newt smirked at her eagerness, "she's a very private and not very trusting person anymore. She may not help us."

"What's her name?" Tina asked still continuing to get ready.

"Ava La Fey."

"She's French?"

Scamander chuckled. "Partially, her parents were born in France but she was born in New York. She was accepted into Hogwarts when she was 15. Had to start as a fifth year. She's an extremely powerful witch. Last I saw her though she claimed she no longer wanted to use magic. Something really traumatized her."

Newt had found it strange when he met a girl wearing a Hufflepuff robe and an American accent. When he met her she had just practically fallen out of the sky and landed in front of him as he walked through Hogwarts one day to visit Dumbledore. 

"Who would be so traumatized to give up magic at 50 years old?" Tina asked making Newt realize Tina was picturing an old woman and not the now 17-year-old who he was talking about.

"Oh, Tina she isn't old."

Tina looked at him confused. "What?"

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I sat up quickly in bed panting. I fumbled around the bedside table for my wand and my clock. "Lumos" I whispered making the tip of my wand glow so I could see the time clearly. My eyesight had gotten worse after I took a blow to the face while having that final battle with Ranrok. The scar above my left eye always seemed a be sore even almost two years later.

I start to put down the clock and wand when I hear the floorboards in the other half of my small apartment creek. I stop moving and start to hear muffled voices. "What the hell?" I whisper softly.

I quietly get out of bed careful to not step on the parts of the floor that I know creek. Luckily I had left my door already slightly ajar the evening before so I wouldn't have to twist the handle that groans every time I do.

As I peek through the crack in the door I see two bodies seeming to be looking around.

No way any poachers or ashwinders would have found me after all this time.

I took a deep breath and threw open the door pointing my wand at the two bodies who spun around pulling out their wands and pointing. "Lumos!" I yelled quickly so I could see their faces. The last person I ever expected to see.

"Newt?"

"Oh Ava, good. I had the right address."

"No," I stated as I turned on a few of the lamps in the room with my wand.

"N-no?" He asked confused.

"Whatever it is, I'm not helping I don't do magic anymore." Newt kinda chuckled at the fact that I used my wand to start boiling water. "I'll make you and your friend some tea and you can leave after."

"We need a moonstone," Tina spoke up.

"Oh you aren't British... do you want... coffee?"

"Oh no you don't have to. Tea is fine."

Newt shook his head, "A moonstone, Ava, I know you know how to get one."

I sighed, "I used it once and I gave it to someone special but I don't talk to him anymore. I mean, obviously." I gestured to everything around me. "I can't even guarantee I could go back."

"But you can try. I know your magic. I read about you when I went to Hogwarts. How you saved the school from Ranrok. If that ancient magic brought you here there's a chance it can go back." As he spoke the kettle started whistling and I walked over and poured the water into two tea cups and put tea bags into the water.

I stayed quiet as I put the tray with the tea on a coffee table and gestured for them to sit on my old ripped-up green couch I had gotten for half price. "I don't think I can go there Newt after Professor Fig passed and ... you know... I didn't want to be there."

"You won't see Sebastian though. You and your friend told your headmaster what he did I thought."

"Well, I think Ominis did. But I didn't stick around long enough to find out if anything happened. Besides..." I looked away as my face turned red, "I gave him the moonstone."

"You're joking." Newt sighed.

"I didn't need it anymore and I thought he'd find it cool."

Something in the female's face clicked, "oh was he your boyfriend?"

I could feel my face getting hotter, "no! Of course not why would you even- who even are you? Newt who is this?" I felt the urge to take back her tea.

"Terribly sorry this is Tina. She's an auror in America. You've had dinner at her house before." Oops. Newt took a sip of the tea and put his cup down. "Please, Ava. This will be the last time I ever ask you for anything."

I let out a long sigh. "Fine." Newt tried to find his excitement. "Is she coming? You better talk her through what's about to happen while I get dressed."

"Oh yes," he turned and began to explain everything while I walked back into my room and shut the door.

I opened the doors of the oak wardrobe and looked for an outfit I could put on. I knew none of my muggle clothes would be extremely helpful so I shut the doors and slowly turned around and looked at the old trunk sitting in the corner. I walked over slowly and lifted the lid.

A layer of dust puffed up as the lid lifted. Inside was my old uniform I arrived in and a few of my old outfits. I wasn't sure if any of this would even fit. The first thing I pulled out was my verdant hat. The yellow ribbon Poppy had tied around the base was still there with the edges of the bow and point of the hat still singed from when Sebastian taught me another fire spell.

The grey outfit I'd wear on every adventure was the next thing I pulled out. "I guess this will do." I pulled everything on and as I was lacing up my brown leather boots there was a knock at the door. "I'm decent, come in."

Newt opens the door. "She's ready."  He then holds up a niffler. "Also is this one of yours or one of mine. I caught him going for my watch."

The chocolate brown niffler gave me a tiny wave.

"Mine I'm sorry." I picked him up from his hands and walked over to my suitcase.

"You have one too?" Tina asked from behind Newt.

"I made his. That's why there are only two, mine and his." I lifted the lid and dropped the niffler in before closing it. "A friend of mine from Hogwarts got me into rescuing magical creatures from poachers." I locked the suitcase and took one more look in the mirror as I lifted my hat and put it on my head.

The outfit sort of fit still. I had filled out more since I'm 17 and no longer a 15-year-old fifth year. I may have gotten a tiny bit plumper as well, but, curves have never hurt anyone.

"Alright, I'm ready." I picked up the suitcase and walked back into the living room.

"Where do we need to go?" Newt asked.

"Go?" I walked to another door and opened it.

The two peaked inside and all that was in there was an old archway like the ones from my trials from the keepers.

"How did you get this in here?" Newt asked.

"I was using this as a pantry but one day I woke up and it was just in here. It's ancient magic I'm not sure still how it works even if I can use it."

"So you could have gone back to your original time this whole time?"

"I mean, maybe. I'm not sure. I haven't tried seeing as I was hiding."

"Oh yes, my bad."

I could already see the glowing specks around the base of the archway. "Alright, I'm going to try to do something but the blast from it sometimes knocks people back."

The two instantly stepped back as I lifted my wand and  I let the ancient magic shoot from the wand and activate the archway. The blast did indeed shoot out almost knocking me over as well but soon a portal appeared.

The three of us all peeked in, "Where is that? Hogwarts?"

"The undercroft," I said almost too excited. "Merlin I hope this is the right year."

As Newt turned to ask what I meant by that I pushed them through first before I stepped in after and before I could change my mind.

As we all stepped in I turned around just to see the portal shut. "Oops.." I mumbled.

"Well, how is that going to help us," Tina asked also watching it dissipate.

"I can probably find another way for you guys. But first, let's get your damn moonstone." I could feel my heart pounding in my chest.

I was really nervous. And I don't like getting nervous. I stopped at the gate to leave and held my breath. Was I really ready to go back? I mean, i really didn't have a choice now that the portal closed but still.

"It'll be okay." I heard Newt say somewhere behind me. "You are the Hogwarts savior if. I remember correctly."

I nodded and puffed out my chest as I walked out and the other two followed.

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Looks good right!?!?! :D You should read it! Not all chapters are on Ao3 yet but I am working on transferring them over.