Headcanons for being the youngest Scamander sibling
Newt/Theseus Scamander x sibling!reader
warnings: fb3 spoilers! mainly takes place during the movie! also death/fighting
a/n: god i have been so excited to write this dhsbsghs. and i love u anon ur so sweet.
prompt: anonymous: “OMG I JUST WATCHED FB3 and it was such a fun ride!! may i request a headcanon for being the youngest scamander who’s still in hogwarts? thank you very much! your works are always lovely ♡”
yes, you were quite younger than your brothers
but that didn’t change the fact that they loved you and you loved them
it was a shame you couldn’t get in on the action with them, whether that be magizoology or ministry happenings (or adventures they found themselves in)
dumbledore swore to keep his eye on you
made sure you didn’t get kicked out like *someone* in your family
“you’re so close to graduating, y/n. please take it seriously”-dumbledore
“fifty-fifty chance i do”-you
you don’t typically see theseus and newt at the same time, but whoever is closest for the holidays will pick you up
leta adored you, you’d talk to her every chance you got
“how’s school going, y/n? get yourself into any trouble lately?”-leta
“why does everyone keep asking me that?” -you
“why do you think?”-theseus
he always squeezes the crap out of you when he sends you back to school
and sends you off with a gift or two
“be good”-theseus
“you really don’t trust me, huh?”-you
“force of habit. i’m gonna miss you”-theseus
“right, right. i’ll miss you, too”-you
newt had told you all about how he got into all sorts of trouble at hogwarts
gave you a ton of pointers over the years. where to hide mostly
and he told you to speak your mind, even if it gets you into trouble
but he warned against taking the fall for others, he learned that the hard way
“i’d like to see you graduate here, do some good.”-newt
“wanna hear what i did last week?”-you
“oh, dear…go ahead”-newt
you always had fun telling newt your stories
the few times you get to see him
you missed your brothers often
when leta died, you were shaken to your core
the funeral was a drag
you practically clung to newt and theseus as you parted once more, you worried deeply for their lives
they felt you’d be safest at hogwarts and encouraged you to enjoy it while you could
“i really wish i could be out there with them” -you
“i know you do, but think about your education for a moment” -dumbledore
“mm, okay, still want to help”-you
“why can’t you be a cheeky hermit like newt was your age?”-dumbledore
“because i’m not newt”-you“or theseus, before you go there”
“you’re funny like them, though” -dumbledore
you really did remind him of newt and theseus, but your dynamic also reminded him of him, aberforth, and ariana
when newt’s friend, jacob, showed up to hogwarts, you were so excited
“hello! you must be jacob!”-you
“hey, yeah, that’s me. you, uh, you a psychic or something?”-jacob
“i’m something, y/n scamander”-you
“oh! oh, you’re the little sibling! look at you in your funny little uniform. wow, another scamander. you uptight or an animal lover?”-jacob
“just me, thank you”-you
giving jacob the tour
“do you fly around this place on those broomsticks, too?”-jacob
“i did once or twice” -you, laughing “got kicked off the quidditch team, though. i had my fair streak of trouble”
“quidditch? what’s that?”-jacob
“it’s the sport that they’re playing”-you
“like…like baseball?” -jacob
“sure, like baseball”-you
when your brothers got back to hogwarts, you were ecstatic (and desperate to get in on it all)
“y/n, don’t you have studies?”-theseus
“shhh, just let me have this”-you
“hi there, y/n, missed you”-newt
“where’s the case?”-you
“oh, i dont have it at the moment” -newt
“what? where is it?”-you
“bunty has it”-newt
“and where is she?”-you
you were highly intrigued by the issue at hand
well, not so much intrigued as you were desperate to know what was going on
any detail left out would make you lose sleep
“where are you staying tonight?”-you
“they’ll be staying at the hog’s head inn” -dumbledore
“may i come, too? just for tonight?”-you
“ah, i don’t know if that’s appropriate—” -dumbledore
“we’ll sign off on it”-newt
*theseus side eyes*
you brought some of your homework along and did it at the bar, just wanting to be near
newt helped you out with it for a bit
“hey, i remember this. you need a hand? or another head?”-newt
“sure, that’d be great”-you
you told him how you’d gone through the boggart lesson recently
“oh! oh…oh, how was that?”-newt
“not too bad, we all had a few laughs”-you
“yours wasn’t too scary?”-newt
“no, not any worse than a desk” -you, making fun of him
newt had noticed writing on the mirror across from him and left you a moment
and lally wanted to get to know the youngest scamander
“why hello there, dear. we haven’t had a moment to ourselves yet. what are you up to?”-lally
“just some homework brought from hogwarts. they excused me from curfew tonight as long as i proved i’d still be productive”-you
“a unique situation you’re in, aren’t you?” -lally
“you could say that” -you, laughing “i’m always being expected to act up thanks to newt, but they always want me to go above and beyond like theseus. i love my brothers, i’d just like to be me”
“oh, i see. well, i see you as you. tell me about you”-lally
you and lally had a long conversation while newt and dumbledore did the same
“you know, y/n carries a copy of fantastic beasts wherever they go. i think they miss you” -dumbledore
“they do? how do you know?”-newt
“i see them read it all the time. they even catch some unsuspecting students to ramble to about it from time to time”-dumbledore
“are you saying they’re starting to…to turn out like me?”-newt
“i’m saying they miss you. don’t take that for granted, newt. not after what i just told you”-dumbledore, glancing at the painting of ariana
when they came back downstairs, you were playing with the newest addition to the magical briefcase
where teddy the niffler was getting jealous and stealing coins from your pocket
you made the most of this time with your brothers and their friends, knowing that danger loomed over them
and there was nothing that you could do
but you could dance and talk and laugh and mingle until the sun came up
you followed them to the room of requirement and gave them hugs goodbye
“what is this place?”-jacob
“the room we require”-newt
“y/n, why didn’t you show me this?”-jacob
*magic users chuckling*
“be safe. please”-you
“you’re worried about us? that’s adorable” -theseus, hugging you as hard as he could
“oh, sorry. i hope you get cursed” -you, sarcastically
“i’ll see you soon, don’t worry. just focus on your classes”-newt
“why can’t i come with you? i want to help!” -you
“because dumbledore doesn’t need any children fighting his battles”-theseus
^(a/n: *spongebob narrator voice* “sixty years later”)
anyways
you were on edge all day, watching the election for supreme mugwump with your classmates
your brothers appeared before the wizarding world and you hid behind your hands as your classmates turned to you
“are you alright, y/n?” -professor mcgonnagal
“that depends on what happens in the next few minutes”-you
fortunately, your brothers came home
and you were invited to jacob and queenie’s wedding in new york!
“really?!”-you
“yes, really, kid! you’re gonna love new york, i’ll even give you a tour! least i can do for you showing me your school”-jacob
you went to new york and absolutely loved it, it was your new favorite place
and these wedding guests, your new favorite people
It’d been some time since Newt had stepped foot in Hogwarts but ever since you started there, he’s had a newfound interest in it. He’s pester you, his grandchild, for all sorts of details. He’d recount his own days there, hoping for similarities, connections, laugh about Dumbledore’s treatment of you and the stories he’s shared. “Tell me, y/n, do you have any friends at school?” Newt asked you.
“Not really, just one that matters.” You shrugged, trying to hide your smile.
“Ah, I completely understand. I was the same way, but there’s this saying, ‘quality over quantity,’ that’s what really matters.” Newt assured with a smile, letting memories of his childhood enshroud his mind.
“Actually, Granddad, this friend, she’s my girlfriend.” You snapped him out of his thoughts and he raised his eyebrows, intrigued by the detail. “Her name’s Ginny. Ginny Weasley.”
“Weasley…” He repeated curiously. “I’ve heard that name before, yes. There’s a Weasley or two at the ministry, your Great Uncle Theseus mentioned them. Good people, I’ve heard.”
“The best.” You beamed at him, but when you looked away your smile got lighter, didn’t quite fade away. You’d been thinking about her and your Granddad noticed right away, a different generation, but that same look. He was delighted you’d found your Leta.
Note: Hello! This is the first fic I have written in a very long time so forgive me if it sucks. I am a huge Harry Potter fan, and am a huge fan of Fantastic Beasts, so when Kari told me to write about Newt, I was like definitely! So here it is, and I hope you guys enjoy!! Keeping my fingers crossed! OH! And feedback would be great!! <3
- Darcy
How could it have been possible?
Though the question should not even be asked since it’s crystal clear how it was possible. The damn suitcase went completely mad, again.
Put a protective enchantment, you said. Not only would it keep it from opening, but it will lock the creatures in securely, you said. Did he listen? Newt never listens. Now we are running around this foreign city looking like a pair of loonies who have absolutely no idea where they are going. However, who were you to turn down a bit of adventure? You smirked. In fact, you found all of this amusing. How could it not? First, Newt was socked in the jaw with a suitcase by a very frightened muggle. And second, the Niffler got away and is now trifling through some poor woman’s purse probably. And third, the pair of you got picked up by an auror outside of a Muggle Bank.
“Where do you think that little bugger ran off to?” you asked breathlessly after losing sight of the demoted auror from MACUSA.
Newt looked at you, his cheeks flushed from the exercise. “No idea. I reckon he’s probably stuffed into some woman’s purse ransacking her jewelry.”
“HA! I was just thinking the same thing! Perhaps we should just start snatching purses,” you suggested in a playful tone. Newt looked over at you with a smirk, “There’s an idea.”
Suddenly you saw Ms. Goldstein’s face appear in the crowd behind you, looking for Newt and you.
“Merlin’s beard!! She’s like a pop-up book from hell!” you exclaimed. Newt laughed but shook his head at you. You pulled the both of you into an alleyway between two flat complexes. Newt and you flattened yourselves into the wall as much as you could as soon as Ms. Goldstein walked by. Once in the clear, Newt looked over at you.
“A pop-up book from hell?” he smiled at you. You couldn’t help the sudden swell of blood to your face. He was close enough to touch, and your fingers were itching to grab a hold of that one little stubborn lock that keeps falling in front of his eyes.
“Yes, it was the first thing that popped into mind and you know how I just blurt out stuff. I can’t stop myself.” You took a step back from him, unconsciously. Newt laughed, “Oh believe me, I know. On the boat you went full mental when some muggle’s suitcase made you trip.”
You gasped hyperbolically, “He did it on purpose!! And all you said was sorry repeatedly! I had to defend myself!” Newt laughed loudly, “I had to apologize. I was apologizing FOR YOU.” You couldn’t stop yourself from laughing, “You arse.” You looked behind him and began to realize the crowd was getting bigger. You were about to mention to Newt before you realized he had gone silent. You looked back at him.
Newt was looking down at you, his freckled face flushed, and his sideways smirk was in play. He looked away at the wall as soon as he realized you were staring right back. His next words were stumbled. “S…Some…Sometimes it’s hard to believe that we are partners.” You raised your eyebrow quizzically, “How do you mean?”
He looked at you for a split second and instead focused his gaze on my arms that were crossed on your chest. “We’re very distinct, you and me. People.. They like you, they….” he stopped lost for words, his jaw flexing. He began to play with his fingers nervously, his head bowed down and all you could see was the tip of his nose.
You took a deep breath before you spoke. “Newt..?” He lifted up his face a little, but still did not meet your eye. “Newt, you are absolutely bonkers.” He half-choked out a laugh. His pink rimmed eyes looked over you, wonderingly. “Newt, you and I? We might be different in attitude, but there is something very similar about the both of us.” He cleared his throat and asked, “What is that?” You took a step closer and whispered in his ear, “We have both been detained by the Magical Congress.” You both laughed at the same time, resulting in his shaking form now being an inch from you.
Picket peeked out from his pocket and pulled your jacket, making you close that gap between the both of you. Newt was surprised and thought you were falling so he gripped you closer to him. You looked up at him, his blue eyes locked on yours. “ (Name)…what I didn’t finish saying before, was that….you are.. More… well, more than me. And you…make me into a much better person. I mean….I like myself better whenever I am with you,” his hands on your waist began to loosen and he began to take a step back. However, you pulled him back to you, and put your shaking hand on his red cheek.
“I like myself better when I am with you as well,” you gulped silently, and pushed his reddish brown hair behind his ear. Newt’s hold on you became tighter.
“Newt, I’m going to be very honest with you, as honest as if someone had just spilled a whole vial of Veritaserum down my Pumpkin juice this morning. But from the very first moment that I saw you, I knew that I was going to fall for that damn quirky smile and that very sweet, sweet demeanor that you hold.” You finished your speech really fast and turned your burning face towards his shoulder.
But, Newt surprised you when he laughed. You looked back up and his whole face was the most happy that you have ever seen it. “(Name), I have been in love with you since the very first moment you called me an arse. Though I do wish I could have said it first. But sadly, you beat me by just a smidge.” You laughed, tears falling down your cheeks. He rested his forehead on yours and as soon as he started to caress your cheek, you couldn’t help yourself anymore.
You pulled away in order to meet his eye, and before you could say anything, he kissed you. Newton Scamander, the shy, perfect, sweetest man, the love of your life kissed you first. And at that moment, he wasn’t shy. He gripped you inconceivably closer. His reddish brown locks now resting on your face, while the both of you were once again lost in a place that was foreign to you however staggeringly comfortable the both of you were in each other’s arms. You pushed his head in closer, and as the kiss deepened, there was a loud noise coming from somewhere close. The both of you pulled apart, breathlessly. “Merlin’s beard! Once we find that little bugger he won’t hear the end of it!” he said, annoyed. You laughed, “I think I’ve rubbed off on you.” Newt smiled at you sweetly, kissed you one more time, and said, “I certainly hope so.”
Request: Fantastic Beasts request!: Reader insert where the reader is just super protective of Newt? Like they just follow him around and make sure nothing hurts him?
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Note: I hope you all like this! Thank you for requesting and hope this is what you were looking for, if not I’m sorry :( feedback would be great!
- Kari
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Newt has always been gentle and kind. Newt is the kind of person who would get hit and apologize instead of defending himself. After a few months of dating, you always had to take care of the aggressive people around Newt. You would never let a finger touch Newt, ever.
When arriving in New York, you didn’t expect to face several…interruptions. That damn Niffler started it all. Now here you were about to obliviate a muggle, who seems to be in a daze.
“Alright. Let’s get this over with, shall we?” You raised your wand to get it done with when the muggle picked up a suitcase, ready to hit Newt with it. You acted quick and blocked the hit. You looked behind you and asked Newt if he was okay. He nodded and sighed when he saw the muggle running away.
“Uh, we have plenty of problems arising now. How about we just go on our way, before we get into more trouble.” You suggested and started walking out of the alley way, casually. That’s when you noticed a woman starting to come your way in a concerning manner. Oh great, another muggle has seen you two. Newt pulled you back, “Let’s act like nothing happened and start walking past her, alright?”
You nodded and you two walked next to each, not making eye contact with the woman. You noticed her pull out her wand too late before you three apparated into a different alley.
“What are you two doing? We’re in a serious situation right now!” The woman said in a hushed tone. She was about to reach into her pocket and you immediately raised your wand.
“What are you doing?” You glared at her.
“I’m from the Magical Congress of the United States of America. You two have committed a great crime, and you’ll be coming with me.” She glared back at you before apparating again to a building.
She was about to reach for Newt, but you stopped her.
“Don’t you dare lay a finger on him, thank you very much.” You gave her a long stare, before she signaled you two to follow her.
“(Name), this is not the time to act protective.” Newt whispered, not wanting to attract attention. You turned to him, ready to lecture him before the woman started taking you through the elevator.
You found out that she was an Auror before she got demoted and became a wand permit officer. Later, you and Newt ended up at her home with the muggle who you found was Jacob Kowalski. Newt kept bickering with you on how he could take care of himself without your help. He wasn’t as nervous as he used to be with you, and the Goldstein sisters noticed it.
“You’re very protective of him.” Queenie stated, when she observed you both. You looked up at her and smiled.
“I just don’t like him getting hurt is all.” You turned to look at Newt, and he was red.
Into the night, you two went into the suitcase.
“I’m sorry about today.” You looked down at your hands, knowing you always try to protect Newt. Newt gave you small smile and sat next to you.
“That makes me like you even more. That shows that you care for me.” Newt gave you a side hug and leaned your head to his shoulder. You smiled and looked up to his face. His eyes were mesmerizing and wonderful. You leaned up and pecked him on the lips. He always gets caught off guard when you kiss him and ends up with a red face.
“I told you to stop catching me off guard, love.” He caressed your cheek and leaned down to give you another kiss.
@approved-by-dentists‘s challenge (that took place like 3 years ago). Prompt 6. “Close your eyes and hold out your hands!” “I played this game with my brother once and got slimed by a toad.” “It’s not a toad.” It’s been bolded in the fic.
Summary: What happens when two long-lost ex-friends embark on a journey around the world together?
Words:2.2k
Warnings: fluff, mentions of slight jealousy, slight mentions of a past bad friendship, mentions of wounds
A/N: guess whose back after agesssssss! Technically I’m not back back because I wrote this over a year ago and forgot about it. It is sh*t but why not just use it to make a comeback and post it? Anyways, I hope you enjoy this crap :)
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Being a Healer was all Y/N had dreamt of ever since she was a young girl. The aspiration stuck with her through Hogwarts and soon enough, she was working at St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. Despite all her accomplishments and living her dream, she was not satisfied. She wanted more. She craved adventure; something, anything more than the tedious life she led. She wanted to travel the world, meet different creatures, experience all types of cultures, taste different kinds of foods, and witness every beauty the world had to offer.
That is why when she’d heard the rumour of her long-lost friend, Newt Scamander’s plan to travel the world to find, study, and write a book on the various magical creatures, she had seized the opportunity and sent him a letter right away. A few days later when they met up at Diagon Alley to reconnect after several years and catch up, she brought up the idea of Newt allowing her to accompany him on his plan. Newt had agreed without the slightest of hesitation; her brilliant healing skills and a considerable amount of love for creatures would be a great asset to his conquest.
And so, the two set off.
Y/N travelled around the world; she saw its wonders, ate delicious treats, and fell in love with Newt. It did not come to her as a surprise, she had harboured feelings for him in their teenage years. An outcast and an insider who felt like an outcast, wasn’t it inevitable? Well, that’s what Y/N had thought until a certain snake came along. She saw the sparkle in Newt’s eyes, the love in his smile and the blush on his cheeks: all for the one Leta Lestrange. Newt and Y/N’s friendship dwindled as Newt and Leta’s friendship strengthened. Newt had changed, participating in dangerous activities, flaking out on plans, neglecting their friendship and her. Thus, she had decided to end their friendship. She did not voice her decision out loud, but it was apparent through her actions; the lack of effort to make any plans, no attempt to talk to him and went to absurd lengths to avoid his presence. And the sad thing was, she thought, he had never noticed.
Even now, she did not keep out any hope of her feelings being reciprocated for she had noticed the photograph Newt kept of Leta in his work shed. He was still, and probably would always be, in love with her much to Y/N’s dismay. But she persisted through every day, his friendship holding too much value in her life for her to let it slip out of her fingers again. And so, she continued to love him silently, admire him subtly as her heart broke quietly.
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A year and a half later their journey had taken them to the far east side of the world in India. Newt had heard talks of a rare creature existing in a desert on the northern side of the country. The heat was scorching, no amount of water quenching their thirst as they moved through the dunes. The only relief they received during their journey was when they’d retire back into Newt’s case and head towards the snowy region.
On that particular day, Y/N could be found in the work shed producing new remedies for the creatures in the case, as well as Newt who managed to obtain a new injury almost every day. The small table on her left was empty as it had been for the past six months, the imprint of a certain missing photograph barely visible.
Y/N walked into the shed one morning to find the space on the table empty, dust sitting everywhere on the table except for a small rectangular portion. She saw Newt’s eyes glance at her from the corner of her eyes as she looked at the vacant table. Without offering any comment, she went about her duties leaving Newt curious. Though, the hint of a curve of her lips Newt noticed had brought a smile to his face as he too went back to his work. Y/N continued her work even as Newt entered, dropping the bucket empty of food he was carrying onto the floor loudly.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, pouring the liquid from the mortar into a tiny vial.
She stored the vial carefully before turning around to see Newt half-naked. Her eyes widened and her cheeks reddened. She quickly turned away as she squeaked out, “Um Newt?”
Newt didn’t seem to realize she was present until then. He began to scramble for his shirt, spewing out apologies.
“I- uh. I’m decent,” he cleared his throat, his eyes cast down to the floor.
She turned around, wringing her hands behind her, staring down as she couldn’t seem to meet his eyes. “Are you all right?”
Newt winced remembering why he had been shirtless in the first place. “Yes. The Graphorn got a bit… excited today,” he told her.
She looked up immediately and stepped towards him, “Are you okay? Do you need anything?”
Newt smiled softly at the worry dripping through her words and shook his head, his hair flying around. “No, it’s quite alright. I’ll apply some ointment and I’ll be good to go.”
She nodded. “Okay. If you need me,” she said walking towards the door clumsily, her mind constantly bringing up the image of a shirtless Newt, “I’ll be with Dougal.”
Newt let out a deep sigh once she was a safe distance away and shook his head before walking over to the storage cupboard to look for the medicine.
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Y/N was telling Dougal about what had just transpired when she heard a hesitant shout, “Y/N? Could you please- I need your help!”
Dougal shot her, what she supposed was an encouraging look before shoving her away. She glared at the Demiguise before heading towards Newt’s voice. She took a shaky breath before entering the shed, her eyes downcast. “You called?”
“Yes um-” Newt stuttered, his face set on fire, “well, I can’t seem to reach the cut on my back so if you could…”
“Yes. Of course.”
She walked towards the chair on which he was perched upon, his bareback facing her. With trembling hands, she took the paste out of Newt’s hands and dipped her fingers in. She lifted her eyes onto the scar-covered back and she raised her hand slowly to apply the ointment on the large gash running down his back. Newt held his breath and clenched his eyes shut, his body flooding with warmth as Y/N took care of the wound carefully and delicately, making sure not to cause him any more pain.
Once she was done, Y/N placed the ointment container on the table on her right. Her hands drifted to trace the scars on Newt’s back, intrigued. Newt’s back muscles tensed as her fingers met his back, skin touching skin, and she pulled away quickly, “I’m sorry. I just-”
Newt got up and faced her to reassure her as his hands reached for the shirt hanging at the back of the chair, “It-it’s okay, Y/N.”
But she did not hear him, apologies continuing to tumble out her mouth as she moved towards the shed’s entrance. The sound of a bucket clattering to the floor sounded through the case as she bumped into it in her flustered state. Her face burned with embarrassment as she left hastily.
The task of putting his shirt back on was forgotten, remaining unbuttoned as Newt stared after her longingly.
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“Close your eyes and hold out your hands!”
“I played this game with my brother once and got slimed by a toad,” said Y/N.
Newt rolled his eyes, “It’s not a toad.”
She stared at him skeptically, “That’s what you said last time.”
“It happened once!” Newt exclaimed, causing her to let out a laugh.
He sighed, his head tilting to the right, “Just please close your eyes. I promise you it is not a toad or anything slimy.”
She looked at him for a moment before closing her eyes in defeat and extending her hands out. She stood there for a moment before she felt something tiny and furry get placed on her hands.
“Okay. Open your eyes,” Newt instructed quietly, nervous about her reaction. She slowly peeked her eyes open, eyes enlarging at the sight of the creature in her hands.
“A niffler!” she exclaimed, quickly bringing the deep blue creature near her, stroking its head, “Hello baby. Aren’t you just the most adorable thing?”
Newt watched her interact with the niffler with a smile on his face.
“It’s yours,” he said softly after a bit.
He knew she’d always wanted a niffler, especially after she’d gotten to know the one he had. He had always said the niffler was his and hers as well, but she never listened, claiming she would never be able to build a bond such as the one he had with the niffler. She looked at him in disbelief, an overjoyed smile on her face which made Newt’s heartbeat faster and his palms sweat.
“Really?”
Newt nodded shyly, his red-brown hair covering his mesmerizing blue eyes flopping with the movement.
“Oh, thank you so much!” said Y/N before going back to cooing back over the new addition to the family, hiding her crimson cheeks with a curtain formed by her hair.
She played with the niffler; petting his head and rubbing his stomach, keeping its hands a distance away from the earrings that it eyed greedily.
“Are you a niffler? Because you stole my heart.”
Y/N’s head snapped up to see Newt visibly flush and cringe at the cheesy line he just blurted out. He could not believe he just said that out loud. His head looked down further than usual, his hair covering his eyes completely as he hunched his shoulders, trying to hide his entire face away. He had surely ruined their friendship now; it was obvious from her prolonged silence she didn’t feel the same way.
“It’s a heart I would’ve wanted to steal even if I wasn’t a niffler.”
She winced at her words. Newt blinked and lifted his head slightly to look at Y/N’s flustered face.
‘What is that even supposed to mean? That makes no bloody sense,’ she scolded herself mentally. No one would understand Y/N’s weird thoughts or talks but Newt understood, he always understood.
“Really?” he whispered, taking a step towards her.
She nodded timidly, seeking solace in holding the niffler in her hands close to her chest as she considered if it was possible for the ground underneath to open and swallow her whole to save her from the embarrassment.
Against all instructions that her brain was shouting at her, she raised her head to catch a glimpse of Newt’s expression. She inhaled sharply when she found him much closer than she’d anticipated. His captivating blue eyes were a few inches away from her eyes, shining with an emotion she had only seen when he interacted with all his creatures. Y/N resisted the urge to lean forward and press her lips against every freckle littering his cheeks, nose, forehead, and chin that she could see due to the proximity.
Y/N felt like she was floating as Newt asked bashfully, his face practically on fire from nerves.
“May- may I kiss you?”
He cupped the side of her face gently once she nodded, looking between her eyes. He leaned forward pausing as his nose brushed against hers. He searched her eyes once again for any sign of hesitation but leaned forward when he saw none. Their lips brushed against each other softly, their eyes shutting in pleasure from the minimal contact. Newt halted for a moment before gently pressing his lips against hers. The kiss was clumsy and awkward, both still shy and learning. But it was them and therefore it was perfect.
The couple separated from the kiss as they felt something furry graze their chins. They laughed as they stared down at the furry little creature still in her hands looking up at them, its head tilted to the side. Newt reached out to rub the top of its head affectionately, watching it nuzzle into his touch. He admired Y/N as she giggled fondly at the niffler’s behaviour. She peered up through her eyelashes, her giggles slowly quietening as she looked into the blue eyes of the man she had loved since she was a young girl.
“I love you,” Newt confessed with a confidence and directness he’d never had before.
He had never felt so sure in his life, never felt so comfortable in speaking openly about whatever popped into his head until he reconnected with Y/N. He’d always had a shy and awkward demeanour but right now, at this moment, in her presence, it seemed to vanish into thin air. She smiled sweetly at the confession, pure and simple, just like the man before her.
“I love you too.”
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