Harry Potter Imagines

Animagus // Newt Scamander // Part 1

Very first imagine, I hope it's alright!

(Y/hl): your hair length
(y/hc): your hair color
(y/ec): your eye color
(y/n): your (first) name
(y/ln): your last name

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Newt's POV

"Pickett!!" I called into the dark woods. "Pickett, where have you gone off to??"
Only a few minutes earlier, I was searching for a heard of thestrals, when I realised Pickett was no longer in my coat pocket.
I feared I had lost him on the ship from America a few hours ago, but I remembered seeing him before I apparated.
I tried not to think of what apparation would do to a bowtruckle, as if getting splinched wasn't bad enough.
"Pickett!" I called, biting my lip. "Where are you, please come out!" 
As I walked further into the woods, light became scarce from the treetops overhead.
When I saw the moon was full tonight, I thought of werewolves as a howl ripped through the night's silence.
Soon enough, however, I could no longer see the moon.
I pulled out my wand and muttered, "Lumos," and a familiar small white light appeared on the tip of it. The light illuminated the dark wood before me and I continued my search.
I eventually came to a clearing where a pond sat still, matching the night's silent aesthetic. Fireflies flew above and around it, adding to the calm setting. I would've found it rather nice if I weren't in the current predicament.
I sighed and thought my search was over, when I heard a noise.
I turned to look at the tree next to me and saw a small twig-like being scratching at the bark.
"Pickett!" I cried. "Thank god I found you!"
I held out my hand and he climbed on carefully.
"Come on, let's get back. It's time for dinner." I said to him.
He shook his head and pointed to the top of the tree he was just on.
"What? There's nothing there." I said after looking up at the tree.
He continued to point but, since there was nothing I could see, I began to walk back towards the trail I was originally on.
But before I got very far, I heard rustling in the trees. There was no wind that night, so this made for an eerie experience.
I attempted to brush it off, until I heard a quiet whispering. I stopped so I could try and make out what the voice was saying.
"Do you hear that too, Pickett?" I asked the bowtruckle on my shoulder, who was looking around as confused as I was.
The whispering was getting louder, as I stood still and I realised something.
The whispering was in Parseltongue.
I didn't know very much Parseltongue, but I could understand some.
"Hello?" I called out in snake language.
"Yes?" A female whisper came from the dark, answering my call. "You look familiar..."
I was taken aback when I processed the sentence. I never knew anyone personally who could speak Parseltongue.
"I do?..." I asked, curiously.
"Yes. Scamander..." The girl said.
I thought hard and tried to remember anyone who had this rare gift. Then I remembered her.
~*~
It was a sunny September 1st at 10:40AM, it was surprising that I still remembered all the details to this day.
I had just stepped onto Platform 9 3/4 and saw the beautiful scarlet, Hogwarts Express, before me.
My trunk was loaded onto the train and I wandered the first years' car looking for a place to sit.
Everywhere was full, except for a seat with one girl in it.
She had (y/hl), (y/hc) hair and sat with a Siamese cat next to her.
She seemed nice enough, so I asked, "Excuse me? May I sit here? There's no where else. "
She turned and I was stunned. She had beautiful (y/ec) eyes that were brought out by her hair colour and she smiled when she saw me.
"Yes, of course you can!" The girl exclaimed. I smiled back and sat down.
A few minutes later, the train started to move.
When we finally decided to speak to each other, she spoke first.
"I'm (y/n) (y/ln)," she said with an outstretched hand. "You are?"
I took her hand and shook it. "Newt Scamander. It's nice to meet you."
She smiled once again and my heart skipped a beat at the sight. She was amazing.
~*~
"(Y/n)?" I asked sceptically.
There was no answer, only silence.
I was worried and looked around in the dark for any sign of my former friend.
Then, Pickett scurried to my other shoulder and tried his best to hide himself.
I turned my attention to him, "What's wrong, Pickett?" I asked.
He timidly pointed to something behind me.
I turned and saw a pair of green reptilian eyes reflecting the light of my wand, followed by the scale covered body of a viper.
I took a few steps back and the snake was completely out of the tree and on the forest floor.
It opened its mouth to reveal two very long fangs that I knew were laced with deadly venom.
I finally came to the realization that the creature maybe trying to harm me. I pointed my wand at the snake and used the first spell that came to mind.
"Stupefy!"
I don't know what I thought that was going to do, but I didn't want to hurt the snake and I definitely didn't want to kill it.
The red light shot from my wand and the snake was thrown back and fell limp.
I began panicking in my head, thinking I hurt it too bad, when I heard a voice.
"Oww, fuck, I can't believe you've done this!"
It was female and sounded very familiar.
"Oh my god, (y/n)!" I cried and ran to where the snake had fallen. In its place was a girl with (y/hl), (y/hc) hair and striking (y/ec) eyes. "I'm so sorry, I didn't recognise you!"
(Y/n) was sitting up and examining her bleeding arm. "Don't worry, I didn't expect you to." She said. "I didn't mean to scare you either. Sorry 'bout that."
I smiled. "It's alright, (y/n). I'm just glad to see my best friend again."
"I am too!" She hugged me and I was forced to give an awkward hug, due to my posture.
"Have you started your book yet?" (Y/n) asked.
"Yes, I have," I answered. "It's actually the reason why I'm out here. I was studying a heard thestrals when Pickett here wandered off."
(Y/n) waved to Pickett, who tried to act like he didn't care.
"I see you became a registered Animagus." I pointed out.
"Yes, it took a lot of time, but it was all worth it." (Y/n) said. She always wanted to have the ability to change into an animal at will, and now she could finally do it.
"What are you doing out here?" I asked.
"I thought you'd be working for the Ministry by now."
(Y/n) sighed and played with the grass. "I know, but I was injured in a fracas with Grindlewald, and I was thought to be dead."
I listened to my friend explain her predicament and I asked, "Where do you live? I can take you home."
"The Ministry thinks I'm dead, Newt. I have no where to go. I've been living out here for the past month." (Y/n) says. I sigh, unable to help my friend, until I have an idea.
"You can live in my case!" I say to (Y/n).
"Your what??" She asks, visibly very confused.
"My briefcase, where all my fantastic beasts live." I put the brown bag down in front of (Y/n) and open it up to reveal the very long staircase down.
"Oh good lord..." (Y/n) whispers at a loss for words. "I love you, Scamander!"
With that, she starts down the stairs, into my case, leaving me blushing at her words.

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Sorry for how bad this is, but it's my first imagine and I didn't know where to go with it for half of it.
I planned for there to be a part two, but funnily enough, I forgot my idea. I hope I remember it some time, or come up with a new ending.
The next Imagine was going to be Fred Weasley (feat. George), however, there's been a few difficulties concerning its plot. A new imagine will come soon, hopefully (I'm thinking Tom Riddle?)
~Rae🌙