It's Cold Outside. (Newt Scamander x Reader)

Into a Briefcase

 You look around your new surroundings, it seemed to be a wooden house of sorts, plants, different kinds of meats, and potions of sorts scattered the room. You noticed a few photos of different people, messy shelves, and a semi-clean floor. Clean enough to walk around. He seemed to be writing something, until he turned to you and smiled. 

 "Oh, you must be curious to what this place is exactly." He paused. "It's similar to a muggle zoo. Except no one can come in unless I authorize it." He handed you a bucket of what looked like rats, and led you out of the small room like place, and it was amazing. 

 There were different terrains, and many different creatures, some looked like bugs, such as the ones similar to dung beetles, and others looked like birds. There were large ones running around with two smaller versions, and a small tree with tiny tree looking things. Him grabbing one similar, and trying to put it down, it being upset about something. "You aren't still upset are you?" The smaller creature crossed its twig like arms and turned its, again, twig like back to the man. Which made you realize, you had no idea who this man was.

 After he was finished arguing and started feeding these adorable snake-like creatures in a small nest, you cleared your throat. "Excuse me..." 

He paused, looking at you with a nervous smile, "Yes? Is something wrong." You swiftly shake your head. "No, no, I was just wondering, what is your name?" He paused, "Oh, I'm sorry! Where are my manners? I am Newt Scamander. I'm from here in London!" 

 You paused, Newt Scamander? Why did that name sound so familiar? Was he a Quidditch player back at Hogwarts? No... An old friend? No no... You couldn't put your finger on it, as you proceeded thinking, your thoughts got interrupted, "how about your name?" 

 "(F/N) (L/N), and I am from London as well, although, I just came back from a trip in France, there for about three years investigating strange happenings which turned out to be Pixies going too far, as well as a dragon who found a way to blend in with surroundings." You spoke, a few creatures flying over your head as you admired them. 

 "I actually just came back from New York myself, very nice city I'd say, and some nice people as well." He smiled, admiring the creatures with you. 

 "Well how interesting, you said with a quiet yawn. "Oh goodness, what time is it?" You looked at him, hoping he had a watch, which he did. He checked the time, then said, "It is getting late, would you like to head out?" You nodded, walking the way you came, him following, then walking out behind you, then shutting the case, the snow seeming to get worse. "Do you need anything to eat before I go to bed?" He shook his head, you leading him the the guest room, saying goodnight, then going to your own room.