You looked around desperately as you held your battered, chipped case in your hand.
"Not again, (Name). This is the fifth time you've lost her!" You exclaimed aloud as you frantically rushed around Queenie and Tina's warm apartment. You were terrible at keeping your creatures in your case, they were so used to being in a large closed-off field back in London, hidden somewhere far off from society.
"Have you lost something, (Name)?" Queenie spoke out as she emerged from one of the open doorways, giving you a worried stare.
"My Niffler. She's gone a-and I don't know what to do, again." You stammered as you panicked in the inside and looked under pillows and searched cabinets frantically. It was immensely hard to try and get your Niffler back, only because she was a quick one. Queenie frowned sadly as she slowly made her way over to you, her heels clicking over the wooden floorboards of the apartment.
"Sweetie, I'm sure she hasn't gone far. Surely, you'll find her." Queenie assured me as she gently placed a hand on your shoulder, trying to comfort you from the panic that grew inside you. You gave a sigh as you plopped down onto the sofa, placing your suitcase just beside you.
"Th-this is the fifth time I've lost her. What happens if she's caught by the MACUSA? You know I care for my creatures very deeply." You explained as you buried your head in your hands, Queenie frowning as tears started to spill onto your trench coat that you wore.
"I'm sure she hasn't gone that far, we'll be able to find her-" Queenie paused as Tina had suddenly apparated into the room, causing you to raise your head up by instinct. Tina held a young man tightly by his arm, it seemed like he was in some trouble.
"Mr. Scamander has once again, lost one of his creatures." Tina spoke as she shot daggers towards the so-called 'Mr. Scamander'. You studied the young man up and down. He wore a small, guilty smile on his face and had ginger hair that formed into curls. His eyes were patterned with different colors as well as freckles all scattered over his face, along with his handsome features he wore a Hufflepuff scarf that took you by surprise, assuming that he must've gone to Hogwarts as well. Last but not least, your eyes had landed on a worn out case he held tightly by him, looking similar to yours.
"I'm sorry to d-double your trouble but (Name) has lost one of her beasts as well. She didn't mean to-" Queenie stammered before you had cut her off.
"You own creatures?" You questioned before standing up from the couch and staring directly into Mr. Scamander's eyes, leaving your suitcase laying on the couch.
"Y-Yes. I assume you do as well?" Mr. Scamander responded shyly as he was taken back from your sudden stand.
"O-Of course. They mean the world to me." You blurted aloud as you clasped your hands together excitedly. You had never met someone with the same passion as you and it certainly filled you up with joy now that you have met someone just like you. Mr. Scamander gave you a kind smile, realizing that you shared the same interest with him. Was he as passionate as you about magical creatures, though?
"Well, I guess you two can both find your creatures on your own. (Name) and Newt, please be as quick as you can. Don't want the MACUSA taking away each of your cases." Tina explained before she walked into the kitchen, a clammer of noises erupting from the room. You assumed Tina had tripped and possibly dropped some pots and pans before whipping your wand out and checking if the catches of your case were closed. Your fingers curled around the handle of your case as you stood up, walking over towards Newt.
"Apparation?" He questioned curiously as you wrapped your arm around his gently, trying not to make too much physical contact. You didn't want to get too close to him, after all. You two had just met, but something about him made your heart beat twice as fast. You gave a small glance at him, trying to memorize all of his physical features he held instead of staring at him, which would appear to be strange and possibly rude. You pictured the freckles that scattered over his face, his kaleidoscoped coloured eyes, the small light smile that plastered over his face and his rough, sandy ginger hair that formed curls over his face.
Your thoughts disappeared as he called out your name, interrupting your mindset.
"S-Sorry. Yes, apparition." You spoke aloud as you shook your head side to side, focusing on what your current goal was. To catch your niffler before she started to cause havoc. Newt nodded in reply as you waved your wand around, apparating out of the room and into Central Park. As you appeared out of nowhere, the sky was dark and decorated with bright stars. You then spoke before the cold wind breezed through your hair, sending chills down your spine as you shivered slightly. Wrapping your coat tighter around your body to keep warm, with your free hand as your other arm wrapped around his warmly. It brought a few sparks to you, but not enough.
"My Niffler is in the season. Meaning-"
"She wants to mate. You don't need to explain, I understand." Newt assured me as his head turned towards you, your eyes meeting his. He gave you a kind-hearted smile, which strangely made your heart flip and your stomach erupt with butterflies. You questioned why you were like this before Newt had untangled his arm from yours, making you crave for his touch as soon as he let go. Newt had then begun to walk towards Central Park Zoo, your head following his movements as your feet held you down in the same place.
"(Name), I'm a Magizoologist. You don't need to explain anything." Newt spoke out as he interrupted the silence that hung in the air, pausing in his own place, just by the front gate that leads into Central Park Zoo.
"R-Right." You stammered as you shook your head side to side, interrupting the thoughts that flooded your mind about your feelings towards Newt. You had just met him, yet your heart flipped whenever you made contact with him and your stomach erupted with frantic butterflies. You gave an inaudible sigh as you began to walk towards the gate, quickly walking past Newt as you held your wand tightly in your hand. Your suitcase swung as you walked, pointing your wand towards the lock that tangled its way in and out of the metal gates.
"May I ask, do you think our Niffler's are together? I-It's just an assumption." Newt asked as he walked towards you, standing just beside you as your head whipped towards him. You lowered your wand, your grip loosening from your wand just a slight.
"Maybe. It's a possible chance. Your Niffler is in seasoning, right?" You questioned him as Newt replied with a slow nod. You turned your head back towards the locked gate as you then raised your hand again, pointing your wand towards the lock.
"Alohomora."
With a click, just like that; The lock on the gate had unlocked itself, a smile appearing on your face as you slid the wand back into your coat's pocket. You gently put your case down as you untangled the cold chains that clung around the gate, throwing the chain and lock onto the stone pavement as you finished taking it away. You then picked your case back up from the ground, your hands curling tightly around the handle of the battered case.
"How do you know she's in here?" Newt questioned as you rolled your eyes from a number of times he had asked multiple questions.
"You ask a lot of questions, Mr. Scamander. It's really just a gut feeling." You replied blankly as you pushed the gates open carefully, a large creaking rusty sound emitting from the gates that were wide open. You entered Central Park Zoo as you looked around at the cages that were fulfilled by snoozing animals. You chuckled quietly as you tip-toed over to one of the cages that contained a sleeping Tiger, aweing to yourself as you slipped your hand through the cold bars that caged the animal in from society. You turned your head back to Newt who stared at you in amazement, you were always so fond of the animals that Muggles usually kept in the vast environments. Magical Creatures or not, they always seemed to interest you.
"M-Maybe you should step back from the creature. You could l-let it out by accident, and we don't want that, love." Newt whispered just enough volume in his voice for me to hear. Chills were sent up your spine from the name he had called you, it gave you sparks which suddenly wore off from a strange noise off in one of the bushes. By instinct, you took a step back from the peaceful tiger, your head whipping to the sound of the bushes.
You quietly made your way over, parting the leaves and peering over to see two nifflers holding each other's hand. Your face burns a bright red, causing you to squeal with excitement. Before realizing the mistake of squeaking loudly, you cover your mouth and turn, beckoning Newt to come over with your hand. You plastered a large smile on your face as Newt cautiously walked over, peering over the bushes before glancing back at you. Yet, he never was able to look you directly in the eyes.
"Shall we take them home?" He mumbled towards you, lifting his head up as he tried to meet his eyes with yours, but as always, he'd glance off to the side.
"Newt. Could you do me a favour?" You edged yourself closer to him. He cocked his head to the side, just as the awkward self he is.
"Look after my Niffler." You gave him a smile as you then slowly reached out your arms towards her, picking her up and craddling the adorable creature in your gently arms.
"I will." He answered as you slowly handed your Niffler to Newt. "Pop into the case you two." He spoke gently, giving a gentle smile to you. Your face lit up from Newt's adorable face. You knew deep down, you could relate to him, and that he'd treat your Niffler just as you did.
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