missing you • newt scamander ls

c h a p t e r • 7

He picked it up, and they all ran and held onto each other, Jacob taking one last shot of giggle water before being cut mid-giggle by Apparation.

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They Apparated at 5th Avenue, and Jacob spotted Macy's, the store mannequin's bag being pulled off its arm. Quickly followed behind by the rest of the group, they all entered the big shop.

Celeste laughed quietly when she saw the bag shaking slightly as it was moving forwards, past the aisles of products. The demiguise must've been carrying the bag invisibly.

The group ran up behind all the Christmas decorations, Celeste and Newt hiding behind a creepy looking Santa Claus statue and a small Christmas tree.

"Demiguise are fundamentally peaceful. They can give a nasty nip, if provoked." Newt explained. "He's there, head that way. But try very hard not to be predictable."

"Is that the demiguise?" Tina asked, when she heard a screech coming from upstairs.

"No, I think it might be the reason why the demiguise is here." Newt replied, and the three left their hiding spot, following the demiguise. 

The demiguise spun his head around, spotted the triple, and dashed up the stairs, eliciting a small laugh from Newt. 

"Its sight operates on probability, so it can forsee the most likely immediate future." Newt explained when the group had ran up the stairs to pursue Dougal. 

Dougal was rummaging through his 'hand bag' in search of something, while the group of people behind were watching him curiously, Newt slowly sneaking up behind him.

"What's it doing?" Tina whispered.

"He's babysitting." Newt said at the same time that Dougal held out a small object to the wall in front of him, before putting it back in his hand bag and rummaging through it again.

"What did you just say?"

"This is my fault. I thought I had them all but--uh, I must have miscounted."

Newt placed his case down next to Dougal, slowly opening it.

Tina, staring at a large scaly figure in front of her, asked:

"He's babysitting that?"

A large occamy head appeared out of the shadows, unmoving his eyes from us even as he ate something from Dougal's small fingers.

"Occamies are choranaptyxic," Newt explained, hand up to try to calm the large occamy down. "so they grow to fill available space."

The occamy leaned in towards Newt, and Celeste held her breath.

"Mummy's here." Newt reassured, hand still up.

But the calmness disappeared the moment Queenie stepped forward and accidentally kicked a red ornament, the rolling ball letting out a loud jingling noise and scaring the occamy. Its wing shoved against Newt, letting Newt catch on to his wing as it flailed around in alarm.

"We need an insect!" Newt yelled to Queenie and Jacob, who was holding Dougal.

"Huh?!" Queenie muttered.

"Any kind of insect, and a teapot!" 

"I think I know where you're going!" Celeste said, running to rummage through the drawers and storage areas for a teapot.

"Find the teapot!" Newt yelled before being sent back, still clutching onto the wing.

The occamy broke through the roof, its scaly blue body crashing in and out of the roof as it shook.