'I quite fancy you, Newt.'
'I quite fancy you, too.'
Grace Alinac, Slytherin best friend of Newt Scamander since their days at Hogwarts, joins him on his travels around the world to write his book, 'Fantastic Beasts and...
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Newt picked up his case after Grace climbed out with a new set of clothes under her coat. They had found themselves on a rooftop overlooking the city of New York. Had they not been on the run, it might've been enjoyable. Following Newt up to the ledge, Grace steps up with him to look out at the city, Pickett on Newt's shoulder enjoying the view.
"Are you feeling any better?" Newt tilted his head to the side, looking over at Grace.
"Cleaner, at least."
"Graves insisted the disturbances were caused by a beast," Tina joins the two on the ledge. "We need to locate all your creatures so he can't keep using them as a scapegoat."
"There's only one still missing. Dougal, my Demiguise."
"I miss Dougal," Grace sighs. Newt glances over at her, wanting nothing more than to make her feel better instantly.
"Dougal?" Tina grins. Newt just huffs.
"Slight problem is that, um, he's invisible."
"Invisible?"
"Yes, most of the time... He does, um..." Newt trails off, referring to Dougal showing himself.
"How do you catch something-"
"With immense difficulty," Newt cuts Tina off with a small grin on his face. His mind had travelled back to when he and Grace had first found Dougal. It was a memory he would never forget.
"Oh," Tina smiles before becoming very serious. "Gnarlak."
"Excuse me?"
"Sorry?" Newt and Grace ask at the same time.
"Gnarlak, he was an informant of mine when I was an auror," Tina explains. "He used to dabble in magical creatures on the side."
"He doesn't happen to have an interest in paw prints, does he?"
"He's interested in anything he can sell."
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The five fugitives had made their way into a dingy alley, where they stood in front of a poster on the wall. The poster depicted a woman with strawberry blonde hair, she watched herself in the mirror. A tube of lipstick was shown in the corner with the words 'enchanting, beguiling, alluring.' It was clearly a lipstick advertisement.
Tina and Queenie lifted their wands, transforming their clothing into gorgeous flapper dresses.
"It's too cold for dresses," Grace sighs.
"It's a speakeasy. If you go in looking like anything else they'll kick you out or kill you," Tina explains.
"Tread carefully, Goldstein," Grace lifts her wand, her once blouse, trousers, and coat now a beautiful flapper dress. "Just because you're helping us now, doesn't mean I've fully forgiven you. I'm not as kind as Newton."
