Harry Potter Oneshots

Newt Scamander // Thank Pickett

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The leaves crunched under my feet as I walked through the park, pulling my coat tighter around my petite frame. Winter was approaching, and the winds blew gently, but held so much cold in it that it penetrated through the woollen jackets and left us all shivering. I quickened my pace, cursing myself for not Apparating from the cafe itself. Or I should've  stayed there...with my hot cup of cappuccino...nice and foamy. I looked around. There was a huge crowd of people in the park; children running around with their friends and elderly people with their pet dogs sniffing the ground or chasing their tails.

Home was so far away and I did not have the power to walk so much in the freezing weather, which then made me wonder how the hell the people were out here not freezing their buttocks. I slowly and casually made my way towards an old tree and rested against the bark. I would've used a warming charm but there was a risk of me being seen drawing a wand out. Not that the chances of disappearing in thin air was negligible, but it was a safer way.

I scanned my surroundings and just as I was about to turn on the spot, something caught my eye. I looked carefully at the tree again and blinked. The skinny green finger like creature looked down on me. My face broke into a smile. It was a Bowtruckle.

"Hey, there." I said softly, putting my palm out.

The Bowtruckle shrinked back and I hastily said, "Oh, don't worry, I won't harm you."

Like that would assure the poor creature.

I snapped my fingers and conjured  some woodlice out of the bark of the tree and placed it on my gloved hand, "Here, come on."

The Bowtruckle eyed me nastily and took a tentative step forward. I sent a small smile as the creature relaxed a little and slowly climbed down the branch. The Bowtruckle looked at me again and then with a leap, it landed on my gloved hand and devoured the woodlice.

He then looked at me reproachingly as if saying, Are you honestly going to watch me eat?

I shrugged and muttered, "Be grateful that you got something to eat."

The Bowtruckle simply stuck its tonge out at me and I raised my eyebrows in surprise. Meeting a Bowtruckle in the Muggle world was alright. But meeting one who have you attitude, that was advanced. I shook my head with a slight smile and placed the Bowtruckle on my shoulder, "Brace yourself." I muttered.

I looked around again, so did the Bowtruckle, and was acting as if he was searching for someone. Honestly, who would keep a Bowtruckle as a pet in the wizarding world? Nobody except Hagrid. Or Dumbledore himself. Or-

The Bowtruckle made a kind of exxited noise and I turned my head frantically in the direction at which the Bowtruckle was looking. Running towards me was Newt Scamander. In the past years that I hadn't seen him, his dirty blonde hair outgrew and had a ruffled look from it. His body structure was even more defined and Merlin was he was cute. I squinted to make sure it really was Newt Scamander.

"Hey, I couldn't help but notice but..." Newt faltered as he got closer to me, "Y/N?" Newt Scamander looked at me carefully and I smiled, "It's good to see you, too, Newt."

"I- yes. It's - yeah. Oh, er, you also have a little foam over here..." He pointed out towards my upper lip I instantly blushed, wiping my upper lip with my gloved hand.

The Bowtruckle grunted and Newt struggled with embarassment, "Pickett, come on!" I smiled at him, eager to change the subject and not wanting to talk about the fact that I can't drink my coffee well, "He's been looking for you."

Newt smiled back at me and came a bit closer and raised his hand towards my shoulder, "May I take him?"

"You're too polite, Newt. Of course you can, he's yours." I placed my palm open as Pickett hopped onto my hand and then onto Newt's opened palm.

Newt tucked Pickett under his pocket of his coat and looked up at me, "It's been a long time."

"Yeah..." Newt and I had been friends during our school time at Hogwarts but we drifted apart and lost contact after Newt got expelled. I would've been lying if I said I didn't like the man.

Newt hurriedly said, "There is a Fall Dance tomorrow and I was wondering if you'd like to come with me."

The look on my face was definitely the one of surprise as Newt fumbled, "I mean it's fine if you don't-"

"I-yes, I'd love to come with you!" My face broke into a grin and Newt turned faintly pink.

"Great. I'll meet you here then, tomorrow?" Newt pushed his hair back.

"Yeah, see you!" I smiled as he adjusted his coat.

"See you." He said and turned and walked back, then disappeared in a twist.

I grinned involuntarily and leaned my head against the bark of the tree and said to myself, "Thank you, Pickett."