Newt Scamander Preferences

When You're Both Studying

It had now been weeks since the potion incident. The arguments had now ceased, Newt now seemed to avoid you.

Prehaps he was terrified of your duelling skills? You smirked at that thought, stretching out your stiff limbs. You had been studying for two hours straight and it was fair to say, it was starting to take it's toll on your body. Sitting hunched over a textbook for that long was definitely not a good idea.

You glanced up at the giant, rustic clock on the wall. You had a while until your next lesson, so you decided it was probably best for you to take a short break.

As you wandered around the library, you scanned the names of the leatherbound novels that surrounded you. None of the titles particularly interested you, as they were all about bizarre creatures from far away lands.

Fingertips glided over the embossed gold lettering. You noted that the word 'Fantastical' was used in most of the titles.

Deeper and deeper you travelled through the vast rows of books. Enjoying the thought of getting lost in the silence and peace, even if it was for a little while. The smell of books and shortbread was intoxicating.

Shortbread?

Oh no.

Stopping in you tracks, that's when you noticed him, that gawky figure that belonged to none other than Newt Scamander.

As quietly as you could, you attempted to tip toe away from the male you so despised.

"I know you're there, you can halt your pathetic attempt of a retreat." his voice sliced through the silence. You winced at the tone, you had never heard it so cold.

His icy blue eyes looked up from his book and to you. Oh if looks could kill, it would have been Avada Kedavra for you. "Hello, Salamander." you replied curtly.

"Scamander."

"Oh," you raised an eyebrow in mock surprise. "did I not say that?"

Shutting the book with a loud snap, Newt's hateful gaze was now fully focused on you. "What are you doing here, (y/l/n)?"

"Searching for gold." you muttered, turning your back to him, looking intently at the books nearest to you.

"Sounds like something you would do."

That comment caught your attention. "And what's that supposed to mean?" your anger was increasing now, making your nostrils flare and eyes fiercely blaze.

Scrambling to his feet, Newt's sinewy figure towered over you. "Do you seriously need me to spell it out for you?" the male spat, his hatred sweeping over you in waves.

You held your head high, not letting Newt intimidate you. He might have been taller but you were still tougher and far more intelligent than him. "Go for it, Salamander. I'm all ears."

"You're-"

TO BE CONTINUED...

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