overview: you and Theseus go to hogsmead together Christmas shopping where your feelings for one another become impossible to ignore. 

A/N hey guys thank you so much for all of the support that you have given to SWS I can’t believe it!! Don’t worry I’m still going to be writing this for a while for those asking however I will be writing other imagines too for other people so please go give those some love as well. I hope you guys like this :) 

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The entrance hall was crammed with hundreds of excited Students, all clamouring at a very red faced Filch barking at them to form a line. People were wrapped in their house scarfs, and bobble hats twinkling Christmas tunes  when squished made the atmosphere even more magical. Theseus Scamander scanned the crowd, looking for you without trying to look too panicked. You’d agreed to go together to hogsmead but there was still a part of his brain that thought maybe you’d changed your mind. Nevertheless, he’d been determined to make an impression, and has worn his favourite grey jumper and had attempted to tame his hair, although after multiple failed attempts had been able to cram his curls under a dark blue bobble hat. He heard his name being yelled and whipped around, to see you trying to push through a crowd of burly Slytherin 5th years.

“I was beginning to think you’d stood me up,” he teased, the sense of relief making his body lighter.

“I forgot my galleons,” you laughed “shall we go?”

You both signed out with filch and followed the snowy path down from the grounds to the village nestled below a cloud of smoke rising from the chimneys. Your conversation was light and comfortable, only breaking when one of you occasionally slipped on a patch of ice, causing the other to burst out laughing.

“Who do you need to buy for?” You asked.

“Mum, Dad, Newt and You.”

“Newt’s your brother right? The one who keeps all of the animals?”

He sighed, smiling. “He’s crazy. He wants a pair of dragon Hyde gloves because he keeps burning his hands. I think he’s found  a salamander egg.”

“So are you going to buy them then?”

“I’ve been saving for the past 2 months for them.”

In that moment you didn’t think your heart could melt any more. You grabbed his hand and headed towards the potions supply store first so he could get them. Inside it smelt of burnt Lavender, the walls covered with glass jars containing different coloured liquids. Some were luminous and glowed like little flames, others were bubbling so violently they rattled in their holders. There were cauldrons full of dried up grindylow skulls and boomslang skin littered about too, although these caused a chill to run down your spine.

“Here’s the pair he wants,” Theseus said, carrying a pair of dark red gloves, thick like leather yet made of thousands of tiny scales that rippled when moved. He looked at the price tag-and his heart sunk. They were way more expensive than he thought they were going to be.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m short by 5 galleons,” Theseus grimaced, dropping them back on the table where he just picked them up “that’s fine. I’ll just have to get him something else.”

He went to move away, but your hand wrapped around his wrist. “I can give you the money.”

“It’s fine,” Theseus brushed off “I can get him something else.”

You grabbed the gloves and went up to the counter “these please,” you smiled to the witch, who nodded.

“Y/N no, it’s fine.”

“It can be part of your Christmas present.”

“I don’t want to owe you anything.”

“You don’t,” you shook your head “stop worrying.”

He smiled, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck as he handed over the rest of the money, grabbed the wrapped parcel and stepped back out onto the snowy street. “Thank you.”

“That’s okay.”

“I promise I’ll pay you back,” He gabbled, his eyes wide “I don’t want to owe you money-“

You cut him off “Theseus stop. It wasn’t a charity thing, or something to embarrass you by.” You stepped closer to him, you glove hand intertwining with one of his “you promise me you won’t beat yourself up about it?”

Theseus kept looking down, partly out of sheepish embarrassment and also he was staring hard at your hand, willing for his hand to not get uncomfortably warm so you wouldn’t pull away. “I won’t,” he smiled “thank you. So much.”

You squeezed his fingers. “C’mon, let’s go to Honeydukes.”

“Well,” Theseus puffed, dropping onto a stool and pulling off his gloves by his teeth “You could say that was successful.”

“I can’t feel my toes,” you laugh, dropping your wrapped packages on the floor of the three broomsticks and sighed, your body defeated. You were able to get everything off your list-a set of wizards chess for mum, a collection of old Quidditch cup brochures for Dad, sweets from honeydukes and stink Pellets for your friends and siblings. You’d also been able to buy something for Theseus when he was talking to a group of his friends that you’d bumped into, and you couldn’t wait to watch him open it. “I’ll get drinks,” Theseus said “two butterbeers?”

“Oh my days please,” you laugh, and he went off to the the bar. You warmed your hands by the fire, admiring the large Christmas tree that was lodged right between the table, making them almost invisible to the rest of the Pub.

Theseus returned to the table carrying two large mugs of golden liquid, and the pair of you sat in silence, taking deep gulps and staring into the fire.

“You staying at Hogwarts for Christmas?” You asked.

He nodded. “Newt too. Mums abroad for work. You?”

“First time.”

“Great, so I can’t even escape you in the holidays.”

“Rude!” You giggled “I’m returning your Christmas present.”

“No wait I’m sorry,” Theseus back peddled, his eyes twinkling with delight “have I told you that you’re the most beautiful human I’ve ever seen?”

Your face got very hot, and it wasn’t from the roaring flames. “No,” you leaned in closer, trying to keep your voice steady. You heard his breath hitch slightly. You were both co close you could count the freckles dusting his cheekbones, see the way his pupils dilated and moved. Theseus swallowed, trying to keep his cool. He wanted to lean in so badly. Just a split second and his lips could touch yours.

Do it, you desperately thought, Kiss me.

Kiss her his mind goaded.

And then, as he was about to move, a loud ringing made you start. 5 o’clock.

You both had jumped back, the air between you awkward and heavy. Students started to disperse, making their way back up to the castle for dinner. Neither of you moved. You hid behind you hair. He hid behind his glasses. Neither of you knew what to say. Finally, Theseus coughed. “We should….you know..”

“Yea,” you said, standing up and pulling your hat and coat back on. You both picked up your parcels and made your way back out into the the snow, trudging back up the hill as the sky started to turn a molten pinky orange. You got to the shrieking shack and paused, huffing heavily. The parcels were becoming a hindrance, so you placed them on the ground, waved your wand and with a pop they vanished-they should be on your bed when you get back to the common rooms. Theseus did the same. Another silence followed.

“Y/N.”

You looked at him. His curls were tinged gold from the sun, his cheeks flushed red from the cold, looking so handsome it caused your stomach to jolt. “Back there. With us-“

“It’s fine.”

“No it’s not. I shouldn’t have done that, I don’t want to pressure you into doing anything.”

“Oh.”

“No that I didn’t want to,” Theseus panicked, tripping over everything he wanted to say in a desperate attempt for you not to look so hurt “I wanted to. Very much-why wouldn’t I want to, you’re gorgeous-“

“You wanted to?” You snapped your gaze up to his, your heart racing a hundred miles an hour. Theseus stopped, realising what he’d just said. “Of course I do.”

He smiled shyly, and butterflies erupted in your stomach. Theseus leaned in, his throat clenching as he gently put his hands on your waist. He paused, raising his eyebrows to ask if that was okay, to which you nodded and did the same. You were so close, your breath mingling together just that moment longer.

And then, softly, Theseus leaned down and pressed his lips against yours. Your eyes closed, relaxing your lips so that the pair of you moulded together. His hand gripped around you, pulling you in as he leaned further into the kiss, his mind screaming with joy. When you broke away he cupped your face in his two hands, wanting this moment, of you standing there with the light of the setting sun making you more beautiful than he ever thought possible, to burn into his brain. He couldn’t help himself but lean in again, making sure that his glasses didn’t knock your nose. You lost track of time, didn’t notice the sky growing darker and the stars start to appear. you only focused on each other, and how all you wanted to do was to stay there, in this moment, lost in each other.

overview: A couple of weeks have gone by since you and Theseus started to hang out and the pair of you can’t help but notice each other more and more 

A/N Hope you guys like part 2!! Thank you so much for all of the love for part 1 :) Any requests for Imagines let me know.

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It’s terrible isn’t it?”

Theseus Scamander looked up from the parchment, his slightly dazed expression focusing on your anxious one. He paused, wanting to build the suspense. “Much better,” he grinned, pushing the parchment back to you “defiantly better than your last essay.”

You whooped in delight, not caring about the scowls you received from the group of fourth years huddled around the wireless spitting out muggle Christmas tunes. Theseus chuckled. He watched as you read back his feedback, racking his brain for something funny or charming to say. It had been three weeks since you two had started to study with each other, and every time he went over conversation topics in his head. He’d deliberately started to leave his work later and later despite the niggling anxiety that’d would sit in his stomach- the more he had to do the more time he got to spend with you.

“How did your muggle studies go?” You asked, snapping him out of his thoughts. 

“Not great.”

“Oh no.”

“Don’t worry about it,” he brushed off “I’ve been given an extension.” You knew he wasn’t telling the truth though. The deep frown lines between his eyebrows were a clear sign that he wasn’t happy with what he got. You couldn’t help but feel guilty. What had started as the occasional hour or two had become every night meet ups until the very early hours of the morning. Same tables, same time. You’d listened to Theseus’s excited rants about him wanting to become an auror, that this was what he’d wanted to be once since his first year.  He couldn’t afford to start to drop now, and he knew that.

“Give me the book.”

“Why?”

“I’m going to test you.”

“Y/N no” he shook his head and almost knocked off his glasses in the process “you don’t have to.”

“I don’t have to, I want to.”

“Y/N-“

“Theseus” you cut him off, grabbing his hand that was trying to get the book and held on, trying to ignore the part of your brain where all you were thinking about what how lovely it felt having his thumb instinctively hook around yours “let me help you.” He opened his mouth to protest, but when he saw your wide eye gaze, he felt his pride melt away. He nodded.

“Okay,” you flipped open the book “where shall we start?”

 You spent the next two hours testing him on the muggle world war, prompting and correcting until he was able to answer any question without hesitation. Once again, the sun had set and the library was starting to empty, causing the early December chill to start to set in your joints. 

“When was it believed for the war to finish?” You asked, your teeth violently chattering.

“Christmas 1914,” Theseus cocked an eyebrow “are you cold?”

“What? Nooo.”

Dropping his quill, he started to pull his jumper off, messing up his hair into an adorable halo. You tried not to look at the exposed skin by his waist-you failed. The jumper was stretched and faded, but when you pulled it on you couldn’t help but sigh as the warmth engulfed you. 

“Very cute,” Theseus teased. You struck an over dramatic pose, flicking your hair “I really rock the baggy look.”

“Defiantly,” Theseus nodded, before realizing how eager he’d looked and then mentally slapped himself. You didn’t notice however, as a second later you yelled so loudly you heard a pile of books fall a few aisles away, followed by someone swearing colorfully. 

“It’s snowing! Theseus look!” You knelt on the desk to get a better view, Theseus leaning over with his head by your shoulder. Although it was pitch black outside, thick flurries of white snow were dashing by the window as thick as Cotton wool balls. 

“Just in time for Hogsmead as well.”

“You were planning on going?” Theseus asked casually.

You nodded “I’ve got to get Christmas presents I time to send them before the last owl.”

“Me too.” He hesitated. Took a deep breath and pushed any of his nerves aside “would you want to go with me?”

You looked at him. He nibbled his lip nervously. 

“But then you might see what I get you for Christmas.”

“I promise I won’t look,” Theseus smiled “I’ll even take my glasses off.”

“Don’t, you know I find your glasses cute.”

“That’s why I always wear them.”

Ignoring the urge to have a whole-body reaction to his last comment you said “it’s a date.”

“Cool.”  You looked down at him, his smile so charming you couldn’t help but smile back. His hands were clasped under his chin, pushing his face to look rounder and more childlike. He opened his mouth as if he was about to say something. You felt your breath catch. You leaned forward slightly, letting the sleeves oh his jumper to hide your clenched fists to hide your nervousness. He paused. Then, a heavy blush coloring his pale skin, he closed it again. You both went to looking back at the snow, both brains thinking the same yet too stubborn to do any more. Both pulses thumping and disappointment on your faces.  The clock struck one. Time to go. Reluctantly, Theseus started to pack up your stuff, and distinguishing the candles with a flick of his wand. He held out a hand and helped you down, politely nodded goodnight to the Librarian skulking at the desk waiting for you to leave so she should lock up. You walked together in silence through the shrouded corridors to the west wing where you would part ways to your different common rooms. Theseus said goodnight, and started to walk when you called “I still have your jumper!”

Theseus turned back, his smile soft and his voice full of adoration. 

“You keep it. It never looked as good on me as it does on you.” 

Studying with Scamander part 5 Theseus X Reader

Overview: it Christmas at Hogwarts, and you and Thesues meet in your spot to exchange Presents.

A/N Merry christmas Guys!! I’ve had a really relaxing day of eating a lot of food and spending time with my family. I hope that all of you are having good holidays, whether you celebrate Christmas or not :) thank You again for all of the support on my work these past few weeks, I’m really looking forward to continuing to do this in 2019. I hope you enjoy this Christmas special x

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The Library was empty, slumbering in silence. You almost felt as if you were breaking in as you gingerly closed the door with a puff of dust. You deeply inhaled the smell of old books and the pine scent that clung to your clothes. You knew spending Christmas at Hogwarts would be magical, but you didn’t expect for your love of the place to grow even more. Outside the lake had frozen over, the shadows of fish and at one point what looked like a giant squid shimmered under the cluster of teachers and students ice skating. This has been more important. You’d woken up to the note propped up on your night stand, shimmering slightly with blue sparkles

“Meet me at our spot at midday-I can’t wait to see you.

Theseus X”

You’d spent the morning grinning from ear to ear, excitement squirming in your chest as you’d slipped down corridors. Tucked under your arm was your present for Theseus, wrapped in brown paper and tied with red ribbon. You couldn’t help but feel nervous, hoping that he’d love it, but you couldn’t help the fear taint your brain slightly as you walked over to the two desks tucked away. Theseus wasn’t there yet, the desk empty. You thought you were alone until a big pair of arms suddenly wrapped around your waist for behind. Screaming in delight, you felt your legs being lifted off the ground, Theseus chuckling by your ear. He started to spin, and the room blurred to a red and brown mush. You couldn’t help but roar with laughter, clutching onto his hands that were by your belly button. “Theseus, put me down!”

“Alright alright,” you were lowered down, and you whipped around to protest, but Theseus stopped you by pulling you into his chest and quickly pressed his lips against yours. “Merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas,” you whispered. Leaning forward you kissed him again, you enjoyed the way his breath caught in surprise. Hand in hand you walked over to the tables, You hopping to sit on top with your feet dangling whilst Theseus stood.

“Have you heard from your family?”

Theseus nodded “Theseus loves the gloves, already he’s used them to hatch the dragons egg he got for Christmas-Mum” he added when he saw your mouth drop open in surprise. So that’s where Newt gets it from. Theseus laughed, grinning like a little child “I have your present.”

“Me too,” you smiled, handing it to him whilst He handed you two small things wrapped up in blue wrapping paper. “You go first.”

“Okay,” Theseus said, ripping off the paper whilst you watched him, gnawing at your lip as he gently picked up the box that fell into his lap. When he opened it, he gasped. There, nestled on a cushion of purple velvet, was a silver ring. Although quite simple to the muggle eye, Theseus could see In tiny writing a series of numbers and letter that he didn’t recognise. When he slipped on his ring, it hummed gently and resized to fit just right.

“It’s a memory ring,” you smiled “the coordinates are to this spot right here, hence why its humming.” You blushed under Theseus’s gazed “I wanted you to always be able to come back here, where you feel safe.”

Theseus was lost for words. He kept staring at his hand, then back at you, then back again. He felt a lump forming in his throat, but blinked rapidly to not cry. Instead leant over and hugged you, kissing your forehead and temple with all the tenderness he couldn’t show in words. It was the best Christmas gift he’d ever received.

“Thank you so much Y/N.” You smiled I to his chest, squeezing his torso in affection.

You broke apart so you could open your presents. One was big and squishy, the other long and thin. You opened the squishy one first, to find one of his jumpers, the soft red one that you’d begged to “borrow” from for weeks. You smiled “you’re giving me your jumper?”

He shrugged “you were going to steal it at some point, at least this way you can think about this when you wear it.”

“I love it,” you kissed him “thank you.”

The next present surprised you; it was a wand. You frowned. “Uh, You do know I have a wand right?”

“This ones different. You’re not the only one who has a sentimental side of them,” Theseus teased “this is made from the desk you’re sat on.”

“Are you serious?”

He nodded “that’s not even the best part. Give it a flick.”

Cautiously, You flicked it. There was a small pop, and above them a bubble shot up from the wand and then exploded, showing them with soft flakes of snow. When they touched your face, they weren’t cold, but smelt of a crisp morning, making you feel like you were outside with everyone else.

“Theseus…”

“I wanted to make my last present one I’ll remember.”

“But I don’t have a last present for you.”

Theseus smiled nervously “It’ll be the best present yet if you say yes.”

Your heart stopped. Your breath slowed. You didn’t break your gaze as you breathed”say yes to what?”

“Y/N, will you do me the honour of being my Girlfriend?”

There wasn’t a single second of doubt in your mind to what you wanted to say. Here was Theseus Scamander, with snow nestled in his curls and his heart out on the line, smiling at you like there was nothing else he wanted to look at for the rest of his life-you didn’t even hesitate. “Yes. Yes I will be your girlfriend.”

Heart full of Relief, Theseus couldn’t help but grab you by the waist again and lift you up, enjoying the way you instinctively wrapped them around his waist. You both just cling onto each other, laughing softly in each other’s ears as the flurries of snow fell all around you, bringing light into the library that wasn’t there before.

Imagines

Part one 

Overview:You’re going to the library late at night to study and Theseus Scamander can’t resist speaking to you when you study opposite one another.

Part Two 

overview: A couple of weeks have gone by since you and Theseus started to hang out and the pair of you can’t help but notice each other more and more

Part Three 

overview: you and Theseus go to Hogsmead together Christmas shopping where your feelings for one another become impossible to ignore.

Part Four 

Overview: You can’t help but notice the way Theseus acts around Leta, causing you to wonder if the kiss meant anything to him like it did for you. 

Part Five

Overview: it Christmas at Hogwarts, and you and Theseus meet in your spot to exchange Presents.