Credence

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Newt's POV

The Obscurus screamed, diving this way and that, finally flying up the stairs of the subway.

Graves lay not moving along the tracks, possibly unconscious, possibly dead.

I looked over at Jeanne who rested in my lap as the dust cleared. She too was unmoving.

"Jeanne! Jeanne!" I shook her by the shoulders. "No, please no . . ." I hugged her limp body closer. Tears began streaming from my face and onto hers.

"I love you, I love you, I love you," I whispered over and over, crying. "Why didn't I tell you that more?" I scolded myself.

"Why? . . . Never have I loved another more than my beasts . . . but then you came along . . ." I sniffed. "You're so . . . Beautiful . . . Magnificent . . ." I hugged her closer and ran my fingers through her curls.

"You really mean all that?" said a small voice.

"Jeanne!" I croaked, my throat still soar from crying. "I thought you were gone!" I hugged her tightly.

"No, not gone. Momentarily paralyzed, stunned," Jeanne mumbled. She looked up at me, blinking softly.

"Please tell me you heard all that so I don't have to say it again," I said, wiping tears from my face.

"Every word," she smiled.

I kissed her face a thousand times, finally placing a sweet kiss on her lips. "I love—" but before I could finish the Obscurus flew back into the subway station, throwing us apart.

Finally, it calmed. There stood Graves, scowling at Jeanne and I.

For a split second, the Obscurus turned back into Credence. He was crying, but angrily. Then he turned on Graves, taking me down with him.

"Credence, no!" Jeanne yelled, trying to get up. Inches from Graves' face, the Obscurus froze. Slowly, it floated up, swirling more gently.

Finally standing, Jeanne tried to calm Credence. "Don't do this, please . . ."

Jeanne limped towards the dark mass, clutching her side. She had been thrown around the tunnel once by Graves, then by the Obscurus.

"Keep talking, Jeanne," I said. "Keep talking to him, he'll listen to you . . ."

Credence appeared within the mass. He reached out to Jeanne, desperate and afraid. I could tell he has longed for this so badly after she simply gave him her coat in the rain, took his beating upon herself causing her wings to be cut off . . . She had practically saved him from his horrible life, give him hope.

"I know what that woman did to you," Jeanne continued. "I know that you've suffered . . . But you need to stop this now . . . Newt and I will protect you." The Obscurus began to shrink.

"This man," Jeanne said, pointing to Graves, "he is using you."

"Don't listen to her, Credence," Graves countered. "I want you to be free. It's alright."

"Calm down . . ." Jeanne said softly. "It's okay, I'm alright . . . You're alright . . . That's it," she said.

The mass shrunk down to reveal Credence, scared.

Jeanne stepped forward and hugged him. Credence seemed amazed. He began crying and sniffling into Jeanne's shoulder.

Suddenly, Aurors began pouring down the steps of the subway into the tunnel. More advanced from behind Jeanne, their wands raised aggressively.

"Don't! You'll frighten him," Jeanne said, protectively placing Credence behind her. The Obscurus shot up from behind her, wailing.

"Wands down!" Graves yelled. "Anyone who harms him will have to answer to me!"

"Credence!" Jeanne yelled.

The Aurors began pelting the Obscurus with spells.

"NO!" Jeanne, Graves, and I yelled in unison.

The Obscurus exploded, a white ball of light taking over the black mass. The force sent everyone stumbling backwards. Only small tatters of black matter were left, floating about like feathers.

I stood up slowly, racked with grief. Jeanne remained on the ground, crying silently.





A/N: Okay so Marius isn't exactly Newt but he's Eddie and I needed a picture of sad Eddie. I can't English after write good. Brain tired . . . yay.

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