Falling {A Newt Scamander X reader story}

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O. M. Squeeeeeee. Another update?!? I spoil you all. You will need: Your wand hand (Y/w/h)
Your favourite hot drink (Y/h/d)
Your favorite baked good (Y/b/g)
Enjoy, guys! 😘
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You wrapped yourself up in your coat, a small smile stuck on your face, you were taking a day off. A day off that would leave William stranded at the locksmiths without you, the best punishment you could muster at the given time.

Pulling the key out of your coat pocket, you unlocked and opened your apartment door, slipping out into the hallway and locked the door behind you.

You gently rested your hand against your (Y/w/h) pocket, feeling the indentation of your wand.

Just in case.

You practically bounced down the hallway, going right past the elevator of death, and down the stairs two at a time.

You smiled at the woman at the front desk and hurried outside. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath of the clean air as you heard the door close behind you.

So many muggles would have gone to work by now, so the streets weren't to busy. You could hear the sounds of the boats, the people, you loved London. It may not be your true home, but it would always have a place in your heart.

You walked down the steps ofthe building and onto the street. Earlier that morning, you had decided to go get brunch at a café near the river, so you walked down the sidewalk towards the little café, 'Riverside'. How you loved it's creative name.

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After another five minutes of walking,   you had arrived. You opened the door, letting the sweet aromas of the establishment fill your nose.

You walked in and up to the counter, already knowing what you wanted. Everything here was mouthwatering, yes, but you wanted something special.

"Welcome to Riverside café. How can I help you?" A bored looking muggle man asked you, not even looking up from a book he was reading.

"May I have a (Y/h/d) and a (Y/b/g) please?" You asked him, (Y/e/c) eyes flashing with annoyance.

"Sure. Take a seat," he grumbled, "Next."

You rolled your eyes and took a seat at an empty table.

Your table was near a window, so you looked out at the calming water while you waited for your brunch.
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It was once you had finished eating that a familiar face entered the café.

He gave you one glance and sat at a table next to yours.

He opened his mouth and began to speak.

"(Y/n)."
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Well, OK. Don't kill me. The weird 'F' update was a glitch where Wattpad used an old save instead of the one I was publishing. Understand? Good. Thank you for your time.
With thunderous emotion (and a pissed Becca),
BeccaBlackAndWhite