Newt peered out nervously from his position behind Percival. He felt scared, but his bowtruckle was chattering to him and patting his hair. He was scared. The last few days had been the scariest he had ever had. He had been locked into this room, and the nasty man had yelled at him. He'd used lots of bad words, some words so bad that Newt had never ever heard them before. But the bowtruckle had appeared whenever the nasty man left, and patted Newt's shoulder until his tears stopped. Then Percival had appeared. Percival was about the same age as Newt's brother, Theseus, and he had a nice smile. He had told Newt that he would get them out. Newt had believed him, because he seemed nice and because the bowtruckle liked him.

Now they were getting out, because Percival had told the truth. A nice woman had opened the door and Percival had tried to protect them. But she had smiled at both of them, as though they were friends.
"Hello Newt. Come with me you two. You're safe now." She told them. "My name is Tina, you don't need to be scared of me Newt. I promise to you that I won't let you get hurt."
"Okay." Newt held onto Percival's hand, and Percival stood between him and Miss Tina.

"Let's go. They're aurors for MACUSA, they'll keep us safe."
Newt frowned a little bit, looking down at the floor and swallowing nervously.
"Whassa Magoosa?" Newt whispered.
"It's the Magical Congress of the United States." Percival said, puffing up with pride. "My father works there."
"Oh..." Newt blinked and looked at him. "My daddy works for the Ministry. And mummy looks after hippogriffs. I love hippogriffs. I've got one, she's called Artemis, and she's my age. And Theseus has one called Hector, and-" He paused, and realised he was talking too many words at once again. He swallowed and glanced down at the floor. "Do you have hippogriffs?"
"No." Percival said.

"Come on you two." Miss Tina said more firmly. "We can talk about hippogriffs later..."
Percival nodded, and led the way out of the room, Newt still clung to his side.
"We need to get you both looked after by a healer, and then my sister is going to help interview you. Does that sound okay?" Miss Tina asked, and her voice was gentle. She sounded like she might listen, that if they said no then she might try and help them.
"Will father be there?" Percival asked. He didn't sound like he wanted his daddy to be there, so Newt snuggled up against his side in an attempt to reassure him. Percival cuddled him in return, rubbing his shoulder.

"I'm afraid your father won't be there. But we are going to heal you, see how you are." Miss Tina told him gently. “And we’ll get you home.”
"''scuse..." Newt whispered, reaching out and pulling on her sleeve until she twisted to look down at him.
"Yes?"
"Why did the nasty man hurt us?" Newt whispered. Miss Tina sighed.
"Because he's a bad person. Because he has a grudge against a very dear friend of mine, and because hurting you was the best way of getting to him. It wasn't your fault. And you are going to be okay now, I promise." Miss Tina promised. Her voice was gentle and nice, and Newt couldn't help believing her. He nodded quickly. She smiled in response.

"Are you okay with apparating?" She asked, and Newt shook his head.
"Makes me sick." He admitted. Every time he had to apparate somewhere, his parents cuddling him to their chest, he ended up being sick. He didn't like how everything seemed to spin around as he went.
"That's alright." Miss Tina said after a moment. "Come with me, we can walk to the hospital. It isn't far from here." She paused. "Just stay here for a minute, I'll be back soon."

She had told the truth. It wasn't very long before she came back, and she took Percival's hand. Newt reached to tug on her sleeve again.
"Miss?"
"Yes Newt?"
"Will my bowtuckle be able to come with us?" He asked, pointing to the bowtruckle that was curled up in his hair, and was managing to look rather worried as he wrapped the red hair around his limbs.
"I don't think he'll want to be left behind." Miss Tina said simply, leading the two of them to the medical wing. When they were nearly there they were met by a pretty blonde lady who frowned and wrapped her arms around Newt, before reaching to pull Percival into a hug.
"You poor little dears..." She murmured. "You've had such a bad time of it. It's okay. You must have been scared."

Newt nodded, letting the lady hug him for a moment before realising Percival was watching nervously.
"Who are you?" Percival asked softly.
"My name's Queenie. I'm Tina's little sister, but Newt, you know all about being the baby of the family. I want to help you get better."
"Miss Tina already healed my injuries. Thank you." Percival said. "Newt?"

Newt pulled his shirt sleeve up to reveal a nasty bruise on his shoulder, and Percival nodded.
"We can go to healers." He conceded after a moment. Miss Queenie nodded, walking with the three of them. Newt looked around, amazed. He'd been to the Ministry office once before, but this place seemed bigger and brighter. He clung to Percival's hand so he didn't get separated.

The adults were muttering to each other. Newt could hear a few words - "no memory" "only children" "why would he-" "some sick kind of revenge" but they weren't interesting words. He was much more interested in seeing what he could of this building. The bowtruckle had climbed down to his shoulder and was also looking around.

The problem was when the healer arrived, and told Percival and Newt to go into separate cubicles. As soon as he said that, Newt realised he didn't want to go into a separate room. He was frightened and he was worried the nasty man was going to come back. He reached for Percival's hand and Percival glared up at the adult healer and shook his head.
"No. I won't leave Newt. He needs me."

The healer looked down at him.
"As stubborn as ever..." He said to Miss Tina, but he didn't insist that they split up. Instead, the healer smiled at them, turning his attention to the two boys. "You can stay here for now, and once I've checked you both over - Miss Goldstein, would you be willing to look after them while we work out how to fix this?"

Both Miss Tina and Miss Queenie nodded quickly, which made Newt feel happy. They wanted to spend time with him and that was something very good.
"I think that I should interview them." Miss Queenie said. "I'll go and speak to Madam President and check how she wants to handle it. And I can tell her that they’ve been found safely. She’s been worrying a lot over the past couple of days." She smiled. "Newt, you can keep Percival safe until I get back can't you?"

Chest swelling with pride, Newt nodded. He would look after Percival and Miss Tina until Miss Queenie came back to him.