《✓ | CALAMITY ↺ NEWT SCAMANDER》CHAPTER EIGHT
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left, Teddy found herself playing with some of the creatures. She didn't know what they were sadly, but she gave them names out of boredom. She even named the Occamy's, which was fucking hard because they kept biting her finger when she pointed at them.
At the moment she was with Frank once again. This time not in tears and smoking, but just leaning against the Thunderbird. Petting his wings and humming softly. Surprisingly the Thunderbird was kind and allowed Teddy to lean on him and pet him.
For a moment Teddy began to think about her father and how furious he's going to be. She bit her bottom lip at the thought of his angry face yelling at her when she had to go home. She gave the Thunderbird one last pat before standing up.
She's over stayed with Newt and had to go home. It was bound to happen anyway and Teddy might as well get it over with. As she reached the room where Newt flung one of his creatures at her, Newt and Jacob came rushing down the stairs.
"Goodness gracious-" Teddy gets pushed back by Jacob on accident and bumps into Newt's work table.
"Terribly sorry, Teddy, did you see one of my creatures enter? It's large like an-"
Teddy laughed quietly and nodded, cutting the magizoologist off. "Yes, the elephant looking one. Along with your Niffler thing."
"Thank goodness." Newt sighed out of relief. "Oh uh, and here." He hands her the packet of death of sticks also known as cigarettes.
"Keep them, I don't need those anymore." She shrugs.
"Are you... are you sure?"
"Definitely."
Teddy climbed up the ladder and was about to open the top of it, there was a knock on the top. Newt was saddened that she was just going to leave, but confused on the knocking noise. He softly tugged on Teddy's leg, so she'd come down as he went up.
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When he opened the top he was surprised. The MACUSA were watching in, breaking out in small whispers as Madame President watched in horror. Newt went back down quickly, muttering for Jacob and Teddy to come with him. As they all got out, Teddy gazed the crowd until she found an unhappy face. Her father.
"Graves, what is your daughter doing in this?"
"Isn't that Theodora Graves?!"
"What is she doing with Newt Scamander?"
Teddy droned everyone out and sighed, she looked around meeting disgusted looks from witches and wizards. Her gaze dropped to the ground, feeling unwelcomed.
"Oblivate her! She doesn't even have her magic!" A voice yelled over Madame President, causing Teddy to wince.
Newt glanced at her, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion. He always wondered where Teddy's wand was and why she never used a spell instead of a potion for him. How did she loose her magic?
"Merlin...." Teddy muttered as she looked up at the deceased body of Senetor, Henry Shaw that floated in the air. A soft gasp left her lips as her eyes scanned the markings in the body.
"Familiar, Miss. Graves? I understand your mother knew a lot about creatures. Did any of Mr. Scamander's creatures do this?" Madame President asked Teddy. Everyone focused on the girl, especially her own father.
"No creature did this, ma'am. Look at the marks." Teddy paused and glanced at Newt, wanting him to continue.
"That was an Obscurus." He finished as the crowd gasped.
Percival Graves stood up and Teddy was pulled towards her father. The words of witches and wizards were droned out as she felt her father grip her wrist.
"Dad hey. Look, I know this looks very bad-"
"Shut up."
Teddy's lips sealed shut as she heard Madame President order, "Impound that case, Graves!" The case flying towards her father's side.
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"No!" Teddy grasped the case and then felt something hard hit her cheek.
The world around her went in slow motion. She slowly pressed her fingers against the burning skin. Percival never laid a hand on his daughter and Teddy knew that for a fact. This.... This wasn't her father, but a monster.
A force pushed Teddy to her knees as she let out a chocked sob. She saw Newt, Jacob and Tina in the same conditions as her. She knew Tina had something with this, causing Teddy to grow sadder.
"Don't hurt those creatures." She heard Newt beg. "Please, you don't understand, nothing in there is dangerous, nothing."
Teddy felt a hand on her shoulder and looked at her father pleadingly. "Dad-"
"You're not my daughter. You're a disgrace to this family's name." Percival spits out in disgust.
"Well be the judges about that. Take them to the cells." Madame President ordered the guards behind them.
Teddy was pulled to her feet as tears stained her cheeks. Each words that came from her father was a dagger to her heart.
"Please! There is nothing in there that can hurt you! Please, don't hurt them!" Teddy heard Newt plea as the guards tried to pull them out of the room.
Teddy struggled against them. She hit her guard in the face with the back of her head and kicked him in the knee. Everyone in the room gasped. Teddy punched a guard in the throat that was trying to contain her and tried to run towards Newt's case.
Tina, Jacob and Newt watched in astonishment. Teddy ducked from a spell that was thrown at her, her eyes piercing at her fathers. Suddenly she felt her body sting and she let out a loud yell. She lunged forward, her face kissing the ground as she tried to move her limbs, but couldn't.
She let out a desperate groan as her eyes slowly began to shut. Her body was pulled up by multiple guards. Before she completely passed out, she heard a desperate yell from Newt.
"Leave her alone!" He struggled against the guard as he was pulled out of the room.
Percival Graves watched as they began to take away his daughters unconscious body. He lowered his wand and gripped the brown case tightly, a sinister smirk falling on his lips.
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