─────── 'you will say hello?'
'yes, mari... i will say hello'.
fantastic beasts and
where to find them to
fantastic beasts: the
secrets of dumbledore.
cover by munrxes
started: 03/06/23
finished:
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"Right. For the last time, you pilfering pest-".
Marigold ran her hands from the top of her head, over her arms and down to her waist. She was definitely dreaming. There was no other explanation for the previous events that had led to her being inside the bank one minute to outside with just a blink of her deep brown eyes.
The Englishman crouched down in front of his suitcase, he held the Niffler in one hand and unclasped the case with the other as he told the animal off for thieving. If Lady Marigold hadn't been certain that the man had lied about his watch being stolen, she was certain now.
"Paws off what doesn't belong to you," The man placed the Niffler into the suitcase before closing it again.
The streets were filled with police, the bank visitors were being cleared out of the building and the alarm that had been rung inside echoed down the New York street. Marigold spotted Leopold exiting the bank, he looked exasperated – his fiancee could only assume his meeting had been cut short – as he shouted at the woman in front of him to 'Hurry along'. Marigold turned her back to him, afraid that he'd notice her and without August, who was nowhere to be seen beside Leopold, Lady Marigold preferred to stay with the strange Englishman.
The man looked over his shoulder to Marigold and the American man who was clinging to the wall, "Awfully sorry about that," he apologised.
The man stood up with his case in his hand and turned to the two people he had transported out of the bank where chaos was ensuing as policemen blew their whistles and ordered people to be on their way. The Englishman sat his suitcase by his feet and the American man pointed at it.
"What the hell was that?".
"Nothing that needs concern you," The man responded as he dug into his coat pocket.
Marigold looked between the two men, "That is a Niffler". The Englishman seemed almost surprised that Marigold had remembered that.
"That's right," He pulled Marigold's necklace from his pocket and curled the silver chain round his hand as he held it out to the woman in front of him. He feared that if his Niffler hadn't damaged her jewellery, he surely would if he dropped it at Marigold's feet.
Marigold's brows furrowed, she wasn't entirely sure how the man she had never met before had managed to pick her necklace from a pile of jewels and coins. It was another thing that didn't make any sense.
"How did-" Taking the necklace from the man, Marigold began to question him but was shortly cut off as the man lightly grasped Marigold's wrist and pulled her closer to the American man who looked like he was going to puke.
"Now, unfortunately, you two have seen far too much," He grabbed the American man by his blazer and moved him away from the wall. "If you wouldn't mind, if you just stand there. This'll be over in a jiffy".
