Hey so this is the new story I was talking about in The London's cases notes. I might alternate between the two. Hope you'll like it as well. The main character are Newt and Tina but there is Leta and Queenie too. Just tell me if you like it or not. For the soundtrack, I advise you the one from the 4th movie obviously. But also the philisopher's stone. Good read. HW.

Chapter one - Meeting the Ilvermorny students.

1915 - into the Hogwarts Express.

Newt Scamander, a young reddish brown boy, was sitting alone in a stall while staring outside the window with a dreamy look. Already wearing his Hufflepuff dress, he was thinking about the incoming year and what lesson he should take for his N.E.W.T final to became a Magizoologist, his dearest wish. Absorbed by his thought, he didn't noticed a petite and pretty Slytherin girl silently entering and sitting in the front pew.

"Hi Newt !" She smiled at him, making him jumped in surprise, "how did your holiday went ?"

"Leta, sorry I didn't saw you coming", he apologised, "Quite well I guess. I studied a lot though, Theseus agreed to help me with some subject."

"Oh," Leta blushed at the mention of Newt's brother, "how is he doing ?"

"Good, the Ministry is satisfied with his working, he told us, so he'll be integrated in an Auror team by the end of the year. How did your holidays went ?"

Leta rolled her eyes but replied anyway, telling him it was as usual: her father ignoring her, having eyes only for her little brother and all. She shrugged as if it was nothing even if she still suffered from it. She decided to change the subject instead.

"Did you hear about the rumors ?" She asked with an excited tone.

"What rumors ?"

"C'mon Newt ! Everyone is currently talking about it !" She watched him with disbelief before carrying on, "Apparently, the Ilvermorny students are coming this year for an exchange stuff or something like that."

"Oh." Newt didn't seemed as thrilled as his friend by the news, to say the least.

"That's all ? Aren't you more curious about them ?"

"They're just others humans being Leta. I don't see why I should be." Newt replied bluntly, resuming his staring of the outside of the train.

"You're a real kill joy sometimes, you know that ?" She huffed with annoyance but ended up grinning at her friend, too happy to meet him again.

They didn't talk that much during the travel to Hogwarts but that was how their relationship was, even though it did changed when Leta confessed she loved his brother last year, unaware of the fact Newt had a crush on her. They discussed about it and both decided to stay friend but it's been awkward between them since this event. The truth was Newt was angry at her, at his brother and at himself too, knowing it was his fault as well for not telling her his feelings sooner even if it would had not change anything.

"Newt ? Newt !" She called him and he jumped as she bursted his bubble, watching her with a quizzical look, "C'mon, we've arrived."

He stood up silently and followed her outside, not quite looking the other students, even the younger. They were aiming at the carriages when they heard a group of Gryffindor laughing at them. Leta glared at them but Newt just grabbed her sleeve to drag her with him

"Just ignore them." he mumbled.

She and Newt were almost expelled during their sixth year for causing an accident involving a Jarvey. Jarveys weren't that dangerous actually for a well trained wizard but they weren't. Leta wanted to try something and lost control of the rude creature known to be quite brutal. A student was injured and, in addition to that, they weren't even supposed to possess that kind of beast in the first place. Newt took the blame for his friend out of love but since then, they became both quite unpopular, not that they were before for that matter. Leta groaned and sat next to Newt in the carriage then it began to move apparently by itself toward the majestic castle. As soon as they arrived, all the students reunited into the Great Hall, each settling down at their house's table.

Leta went to the Slytherin's table, sitting not too far from Newt so she just had to turned around to talk with him. The Headmaster, Phineas Nigellus Black, was already here, ready to make his every year speech. He was a sarcastic and haughty man, not very appreciated by mostly of the students and even teachers.

"Welcome to the students for another year of hardworking, success and less idiocy, I hope, in Hogwarts. This year is a very special one though. As many of you suspected, the Ilvermorny school shall study and also fight with us in the very famous and dangerous Stark Wizarding Overseas Tournement, also know as S.W.O.T. I'm counting on our most brilliant student to show them Hogwarts is the best school in the world, for the other I'll warn you only once: the tasks are not for the weak or the coward. Your participation is at your own risk. But for now, let's welcome properly the Ilvermorny students and their Headmistress: Mrs Perkins ! "

Suddenly, as if all of the scene was rehearsed, the students of Ilvermorny entered with their Headmistress at the head. She was a beautiful dark tall witch with light blue eyes. She looked fairly severe however and quite proud. A handsome man was walking beside her with great confidence. Some students were wearing a blue and cranberry uniform, with a fine gold gordian knot and black waiscoat while the others had yellow and cranberry cloak. They were obediently following their Headmistress, looking well-disciplined and dignified. They abruptly halted all together in front of the Hogwarts students, not far from Mr Black. Mrs Perkins turned around with a cheeky smile and rose her wand like a Maestro.

"Caw-caw, Caw-caw ! Purr-Purr."

She taped the floor with her foot and every pupils began singing in chorus.

We stand as one united,
Against the Puritan.
We draw our inspiration
From good witch Morrigan.

For she was persecuted
By common wandless men.
So she fled from distant Ireland,
And so our school began.

Oh! Ilvermorny-Massachusetts!
We choo-choose it!
We choo-choose it!
The wizard school supreme.

Your castle walls, they kept us safe.
The days with you, a dream
You taught us all our magic
And now one thing's quite clear

Where'er we roam
Where'er we roam
Our one true home
Our one and own

Is Ilvermorny dear!"

As soon as they finished their hymn, everyone applauded, some good heartedly, some other only out of politness. A lot of Ilvermorny students were staring around with delight. The ceiling, especially, had good success with the floating candle and the fake sky. A beautiful blond girl was watching the Hogwarts students instead though, grinning at them sweetly.

"Wahou, she's gorgeous ! " Leta whispered to Newt who blinked with lack of understanding.

He followed her gaze and wrongly though she was talking about the brunette standing beside the pretty girl. She was fixing the floor with lowered eyes, obviously avoiding others people's gaze. Her hair were short and she was small and thin. She shyly smiled as the blond whispered something to her ear and giggled. However, the next moment her smile was already gone replaced by a taciturn face.

"She looked rather intimidated if you want my opinion." he stated as a reply just to earn a frowning from his confused friend.

"Not the dark one Newt ! The little blond ! She's so cute she looks like a doll !" Leta chuckled.

He was about to reply he wasn't too fond of dolls when Mr Black ordered all the students to listen. He invited the Ilvermorny pupils to sit according to affinity. Consequently, Mrs Perkins told the Wampus to go with the Gryffindor who applauded and whistled in response. Then she ordered to the Horned Serpent to sit with the Ravenclaw. They watched each others with rivalry. The Pukwudgie house was invited to join the Hufflepuff one and was welcomed by warm smile and handshaking. Finally, the Thunderbird house settled with the Slytherin, both wondering if they might get along or not. The blond girl immediatly aimed at Newt with a big smile, ignoring the others boys staring. She joyfully sat next to him while he tried very hard to pretend she wasn't here.

"Hey ! My name is Queenie !" she said with a cheerful voice, "What's your name Honey ?"

Newt turned crimson, really not expecting that kind of liberty coming from a stranger, a girl moreover. A twelve years old girl actually. Unable to reply, he decided to look at his empty plate instead, as if it was the most interesting thing in the room. Not downhearted, the girl by the name of Queenie shrugged, still smiling.

"You're a shy one, uh Honey ? It's okay, you don't have to tell me." She winked at him and took a piece of custard tart, "Oh, nom-nom !" She exclaimed as she bite into it.

Meanwhile, the dark girl rushed at the end of the Slytherin table and purposely sat alone there. She felt glad nobody actually payed attention to her since she was trying really hard to keep a low profile. Well, hardly nobody. The handsome man who entered with her Headmistress was looking at her with disapproval and yet indulgence. She blushed when she caught his eyes and immediately lowered hers with discomfort. Mr Black, after discussing with Mrs Perkins, finally annouced the inscription for the competition might be the day after during the evening in Professor Dumbledore's office. As soon as she knew what she needed to, the brunette left the room and, following some Slytherin who did the same, went to the dormitory, calling it a night. Queenie furtively glanced at her, a spark of worry passing on her pretty face as she saw the other girl exiting the Great Hall hurriedly.