Maze Runner Imagines And Preferences

Hogwarts{AU}~Newt

y/n

PS: The owl bites.

My owl returned a week with a letter clutched against his foot (I don't know how long it will take, so just go with it) . Honestly, I had lost any hope for ever getting a reply, but as soon I did, I opened the letter and sat down to read it.

Dear y/n

Hey, I'm the stranger who received the letter, although you should be more careful, or you'll expose us. I'm Newt, I'm in  the USA.

Your owl do likes to travel, for no one in their right mind will roam around the other half of the world. I am from Britain too, just don't live there.

I'll like talking to you. Just owl me. Your owl knows where ;)

Bye

Newt

PS: you should have mentioned it before.

From that day on, we started to talk a lot, replying as soon as we got the letter. I used my owl to send him my letter and he used to his, letting the other owl take a break from covering a long distance, eventually having to buy a shared owl which we named as y/c (your choice) which used especially for huge travelling purposes, by the ministry.

I immediately ran towards it, slowing down realizing my friends didn't know anything about him.

"Who's it from?" James asked.

"Just a friend." I replied a little too quickly ignoring the pang in my chest while saying the word 'friend'.

"Just a friend? You wouldn't run like that for a 'friend'. Besides, you have been asking us about 'letters' for a long time now. What's going on?"

Shit.

After a moment of arguing with myself, I decided to tell them the truth. I took a deep breath and told them.

"So, you're saying you've been talking to a guy, you have never met and you fell in love with him? How is that even possible? You couldn't find someone out of so many people from school?" Sirius asked confusingly. I sighed and said,

"It's just that I'm tired of boys pretending to love me for the way I look. I want someone who knows who I am, who will love me no matter how I look. I didn't fall in love with his appearance; I fell in love with his thoughts, his ideas, and his words. The way he looks at this world, like it's a garden filled with flowers and all these crimes and evil things in the world are just some insects and weeds which harm the plants, and God is the gardener, doing whatever he can to protect us people, the plants. He's just so beautiful even though I haven't ever seen him, that I couldn't help but love his soul. He stole my heart without even looking at me, and even though, he may not feel the same, I don't regret it."

When I ended my rant, the boys were looking at me admiringly and lovingly. Sirius wiped a fake tear and shouted, "OUR SISTER GREW UP SO FAST!" After Sirius left his home, he considered all of us as his family; all of us as brothers and sister (Much to my dismay, since I really shipped Sirius with *cough* Remus *cough*). They were all my brothers from another mother.

Sirius pulled each one of us into a group hug and I couldn't help but laugh at how dramatic they all were being.

-------TIME SKIP-----

Today was the start of the Christmas break. We all had decided to stay at school because James' parents were visiting his aunt and Sirius and James didn't want to stay alone at Hogwarts. I had just gone to see off Marlene and Lily at Hogwarts express, but the boys were nowhere to be seen. After half an hour of looking for them, I found them by the black lake sitting with them pointing their wands at three unfamiliar guys.

"Hey! What's going on?" I asked cautiously.

"They entered the castle without permission. For all we know, they could be spies of Lord Voldemort!" James said furiously. I immediately reached for his arm before he could strangle someone to death, and pulled him back.

"Let's just see what they have to say for themselves. You." I pointed at those three. "You won't run away okay?" They nodded hesitantly, and the boys let them go, not removing their pointed wands.

"Okay then." I awkwardly started. "Who are you?"

The Asian one replied in an American accent, "We are also students, from WICKED school of witch-" He was cut off by an owl y/c? delivering a letter to the sandy-blonde haired guy. Did he just say WICKED? Newt's school? I recognized the letter immediately and jumped to snatch it from him. He didn't let it go.

" Hey! it's mine!" The dirty blonde-haired guy with a British accent said, pulling the letter towards him.

"No, it's not!" I exclaimed, doing the same.

"My friend sent it to me!" This is Newt, and I was guessing the rest two were his best friends, he told me about in his letters. But, I still didn't let go knowing I had confessed me feelings for him in that letter

"Well, you don't need it anymore!"

"WHY?" He asked not letting go and getting frustrated.

''BECAUSE I'M THAT SHUCKING FRIEND" I lost my temper and shouted, using their weird slang as a proof. Newt loosened his grip at once and I immediately snatched the letter and burned it down. I could feel tears of guilt at the corner of my eye. I never shouted, nor lost my temper, so, I didn't have to look up to see the shock on the marauders' faces. I gently walked towards them and asked,

"Can you guys give us a moment, please? You too, Thomas?" I pointed at the brunette as he nodded "Minho?" I pointed at the Asian and he nodded and left with the rest of the marauders. I muttered and thank you, and at the edge of the lake, my feet touching the water. Newt came by and sat next to me.

"I'm sorry about that" I blurted out. "I don't generally lose my temper, but the letter, and I thought, um I mean" He cut me off by pulling me into an embrace. I rested my forehead against his chest and let the tears flow. The tears of finally looking at the guy I was in love with, of embracing him. I never wanted to let go, but we had to eventually. 

He stared at me for a few seconds before saying, "You're beautiful." There it was again. The fear of being judged because of how I look. "especially your eyes. But, even if you looked like an old lady, you'd still be beautiful to me." I smiled and looked in his eyes, searching for a trace of lie or mockery like the other boys I knew. But, he was different. It was pure love, not lust. He was genuine, the way he stared at me lovingly, adoring my features, my flaws, made me fall deeper in love with him. Without even thinking, I connected my lips with his, pouring out all my love I had bottled up for him. He immediately kissed back, pulling me closer. After a minute, I pulled away and stared in his beautiful chocolate colored eyes, as he did in mine.

"I love you y/n. You're the most amazing person I've ever met. The way you don't care what other people think,, the way you think, the way you write. Maybe, it's way too early for this. But, I don't care. You brought out the best in me and showed me a side, I never thought I had. You're just as beautiful as your soul, but like I said, even if your face is filled with scars or freckles, or your body is fat or too skinny, I will always love you, cause you are beautiful no matter what."

I kissed him once again, tears flowing down my cheeks because of his speech, and this time, we didn't pull back for a long time.

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HEYA PEOPLE! I WANT YOU ALL TO REMEMBER YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL JUST THE WAY YOU ARE. THERE'S NO NEED TO CHANGE FOR SOMEONE, BE YOURSELF. IF SOMEONE CAN'T APPRECIATE YOUR TRUE BEAUTY, WELL THEN THEY NEED GLASSES. SO JUST LIVE LIFE, YOUR WAY. DON'T LET SOMEONE INTERFERE!