Fantastic Beasts And Where To Find Them ↝ Imagines

↠ leta [2]

↝ newt scamander

i did not write this, so I do not take any credits.

word count: 1297

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Leta was only suppose to stay for a couple of nights, 4 or 5 at most.

So when the second week started to roll around, it was needless to say you were growing a bit impatient.

Not only had Leta clearly overstayed her welcome, but Newt had taken it upon himself to show her around the city.

Then take her out to dinner.

Then go take her flat hunting.

And then take her out to dinner again.

You couldn't help but feel a dreadful sense of deja vu when you watched Leta cling to his arm walking down the street, pretending to listen to him ramble about work, or having Newt blow off dinner plans with you to comfort Leta in one of her 'breakdowns.'

Now your anniversary was approaching tomorrow, and you had a sinking feeling Leta would find some way to ruin that too, it was only a matter of how.

Currently, you were all sitting around Newt's dining room table, hearing about Leta's travels and career after Hogwarts. Muggle business school instead of the Ministry, how fascinating...

You took a heavy swig of your wine.

"Leta, you should've seen the size of her! She was absolutely marvelous, (Y/N) can tell you!"

Newt practically shouted, absolutely thrilled to be talking all about his adventures with his old friend. He looked to you to respond.

"It was the most beautiful creature I've ever seen" You looked straight ahead, with the blandest, most monotone voice you could manage. Newt knit his eyebrows, but brought his attention back to the Lestrange girl.

Usually he would ask you what was wrong.

"No, nononono you did not really see a baby Norwegian Ridgeback?! I remember we use to be obsessed with them back in school!" she cried, but an uncomfortable silence settled in the room, and Newt's face fell. He suddenly found his table mat very fascinating.

It was the first time any of you even dared to bring up Hogwarts.

She cleared her throat awkwardly, desperately wanting to change the subject, then turned her attention to you.

"S-so...(Y/N)" you pursed your lips together, looking up at her with a reluctant smile. "Yes?"

"I had no idea you and Newt were an item! I even asked my friend at the ministry if he was married, and he said he was completely available! Isn't that interesting?" You felt mildly threatened by the comment, but remained civil.

"Oh yes, Newt and I have been dating for almost three years, but we are not, in fact, married" You took another lingering sip of your wine.

"Why that's strange"

"Yeah it really is" you muttered bitterly, more at the fact Leta was being so condescending, rather than the fact that Newt hadn't proposed yet.

Speaking of the devil, Newt was now furiously blushing, staring down at something in his lap.

"Well Newt...I'm excited to finally get in touch with you again! I've been wanting to contact you for years but I've just been too embarrassed. But I have just had the greatest time living with you, it made me miss the old days." She reached across the table to grab Newt's hand, and closed it around her fist, and he didn't pull away. Why didn't he pull away?

"I would really like to get to know you again. Would you like that?"

In a moment of jealous rage, you stood up from the table, your chair falling backwards to the floor.

You didn't sign on for this. You never agreed to have to stand this woman at dinner, especially the night before your anniversary, making it all about her again.

Take, take, take, it's all she ever did. She took people's friends, took people's dignity, and now, apparently, took people's lovers..

Well you weren't going to stand for this.

You were ready to start screaming at him, when you swallowed your anger, and took a deep breath.

"Newt, I'm leaving. Thanks for dinner" you said simply, and grabbed your coat, ready to storm out.

Newt panicked, as he ripped his hand from Leta's grip and followed after you.

"(Y/N)! (Y/N)...please stop!" he shouted, and you spun around, an absolutely furious look on your face.

"Oh Newt! What a surprise, you were able to pry yourself from Leta for a few seconds to come say goodbye to me? I'm so touched!" You spat, throwing your coat down roughly.

"(Y/N) don't be like that...I wasn't-" he stuttered, eyes watering and face flushing in distress.

"No no, Newt ok? Listen to me, and listen good. I have been trusting and caring to you as you brought this woman back into our lives! I stood idly by as you helped her back on her feet, and frankly, I have been far too tolerant of this behavior! I just can't shake the feeling I'm losing you to her all over again...I am your girlfriend of nearly three years! I have always been good to you, I have always loved you, what more do you want from me?!" You were now hysterical, tears streaming down your cheeks in an ugly mess of sobbing.

Newt's eyes were wide in horror, not knowing what to say.

"What do you want me to do, huh? Leave so you can go back into that living room and kiss that other woman's hands? Do you want me to go back in time and prevent you from getting expelled so you could live out the rest of your days with Leta?" you spit that woman's name like it was poison.

"No, I don't want any of that...I want-" Newt struggled to explain, but you ignored him.

"I am a good person...I have done everything right..." you slow your ranting, and saw Leta, now leaning on the doorframe, watching you with a bored expression.

Your anger suddenly turned to immense sorrow. You didn't want to say anything else you might regret, so you snatched your jacket off the ground, and ran out the door.

"(Y/N) come back, (Y/N) just hear me out, I never meant to hurt you!" He called after you, but it only made you feel worse.

You finally made it to the bottom of the stairs and to the front door to the building, when you looked back.

Newt had followed you down, and looked utterly lost and heartbroken.

You almost felt sorry for him.

"(Y/N) please don't go...I-I love you. Just stay and we can work this whole thing out, don't leave it like this." You wanted to take that offer, you wanted to cry into his chest and apologize over and over again for yelling at him.

But Leta was still up there, and you couldn't stand to lose the little dignity you still had left.

"Goodnight, Newt." you opened the door, walked out, and slammed it as hard as you could behind you.

You felt the cold, London wind whip at your face as you stepped on the sidewalk, and bundled your scarf closer to you.

You couldn't help but acknowledge the pit in your stomach, and the adrenaline shaking your entire body. You felt so miserable, you wanted to just curl up right here on the side of the road and cry, but you kept your head held high.

You just couldn't shake the urge to look back to his window one more time, just to see if he was watching you go.

But when you turned and looked back, your eyes did not meet not Newt's, but Leta Lestrange's.

She was watching you walk away.

When she realized you had noticed her, she winked, gave you a devilish smile, and drew the blinds closed.

All she does is take...take...take.

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