The blonde gazed at him, mapping out his face, including the worry tainting it, "We'll find your creatures, Mr. Scamander. I promise." This caught the wizards attention, as he clearly hadn't been expecting her to say that, and his face was somewhat washed of the worry, "thank you Miss Kegley." "You can call me Myra if you'd like," she pulled her bag up onto her lap. "I would like that very much," he told her, "You can call me Newt if you'd like." "I would like that very much." *A Newt Scamander Fanfic **I do not own the Harry Potter/Fantastic Beasts franchise in any shape or form. ***I do however own the plot (the parts not in Fantastic Beasts) and my original characters (like Myra), which means that you can't plagiarize.