His One || Newt Scamander

Dine de Alexie

The next day at the hospital was just as bad as the day before. Little Sarah still longed for her mother, even though she had been told the truth about the passing.

The small child refused to take her medication and always wailed when healers came into her room – telling them to leave her alone. Everyone except Soren, who seemed to have become her favorite healer; even when she did have a tantrum.

As they would pass each other in the hallway, he would say, "You doing alright?"

"I'm hanging in there. It's been a bit busy at home," she'd say, swinging an arm full of charts. "I'm going to Sarah's room now."

He would smile and give a reassuring wink, "Get to it!"

Sometimes Anna never believed such emotion could escape something so small as Sarah. And Anna braved her way through the day, attending to other patients and taking an unnecessarily long lunch break, asking to be alone from Soren for the first time in a while.

For some reason she had found herself thinking a lot about Newt that day.

She thought about his creatures and what was actually hiding in his case. Anna actually longed to have a quiet moment with him. She realized how much time he must spend alone with himself and finding his beasts.

Surely spending quiet moments together shouldn't be as awkward as they were the night before.

She wanted to get to know him. She wanted to know more about his creatures and his life in England. She wanted to know more than just her slow and dull life alone with her books and older lively sisters.

When she was in those times of distress with young Sarah, Anna turned to thinking about Newt and his calm demeanor and it relaxed her.

By the end of her extremely long shift, Anna found herself practically running to get her paperwork in before apparating home. She didn't have one meltdown that entire day and Soren gave his loving support, along with a few horribly executed jokes before allowing her to leave.

She went up the steps of the apartment and removed her white cap and apron before walking right into the house.

She noticed immediately Queenie and Jacob laughing hysterically over something one had said and Newt was on the couch, his back to Anna. However, he whipped his head around when he heard the door and he smiled when he found that it was, in fact, Anna.

"Great! You're finally here," Queenie said, bouncing up and down. She was wearing a fancy new dress of silky pink fabric. "We're going out."

"Out?" Anna questioned.

"For dinner," Jacob said. Anna couldn't help but notice that he had also put some effort in looking exceptionally gussied up.

"You haven't eaten yet? You didn't have to wait up for me – it's really late!"

Queenie clapped her hands together, a sudden twinkle in her eye. "Nonsense, we wanted you to come with us!" She ran over to her younger sister and pulled her across the hall to the bathroom. Anna tried to look back and catch a glimpse of Newt, but was jerked along by Queenie.

Once the door was shut safely behind them, Queenie advanced her sister, "You like him don't you?"

"What are you talking about?"

Queenie flashed her smile, "Mr. Scamander! All you've been thinking about is him!"

Anna shook her head slightly, her mouth wide open, "I just want to talk to him. I wanted to know more about his creatures!"

"Sure, Addie." She whipped out her wand.

"Please don't call me that – besides you know about . . ."