Reader type: witch!reader -- she/her pronouns
Relationship type: platonic
Summary: You are stuck in a cupboard. Newt helps you get out and introduces himself.
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(Name) was in a closet. She couldn't move, couldn't see and she doubted she'd be able to breathe in this musty air for much longer.
She wondered where the man had gone and whether he'd caught the demiguise. And why he constantly carried around an old battered suitcase.
A muffled thud on the top of the closet interrupted her thoughts. Damn these sounds!
The closet moved slightly and their were shrieks from some kind of animal. Another thud and the roof of the closet broke. (name) shrieked as the man fell through the hole in the roof.
'Oh hello, I seem to have broken the roof your closet'
He swivelled round to face (Name). As he turned shards of wood fell to her feet.
'You say that as if it's a perfectly normal thing to do'
'Isn't it?'
'Well I'm really not sure on that matter'
(Name) laughs. The man thinks that it's one of the best sounds he's heard.
'Could you help me out?'
'How?? I'm stuck as well'
'Well great'
'This hasn't been a good day for you has it'
'No, it really hasn't.'
'Go ahead, tell me about it.'
'Really?'
'Yes, besides I've got nothing better to do.'
(Name) began to talk. (Name) talked about the rain and how she'd had to obliviate her muggle boyfriend because he'd seen her leviate her cat onto their bed. She talked about almost missing the boat and considering to swim to London. She vented about how much she wanted to go home and how she never seemed to be accepted anywhere she went.
His perfect blue eyes had never left her face as she talked and as the tears started to fall. Heck he'd do anything to comfort her, if only he could move his arms from where they were stuck.
(Name) finally stopped talking. Gods it felt good to finally get that off her chest.
'So bowtruckle boy got any ideas as to.how we're getting out of here?'
'Magic?'
'Can you reach your wand?'
'No'
'Great!!!'
'I'll try and move it so it'll fall in and you can use it'
'Okaaaay'
He wiggles and it falls to the floor. (Name) tries to move to reach it. After a very uncomfortable minute or two.she manages to reach it.
'Reducto!'
The closet explodes and she has to step back as the man falls to the floor.
'Omg are you all right?'
He stands up and faces her.
'I'm fine. Better now that I'm not stuck'
(Name) smiled.
'You really are something Mr...... I've just realised that I don't know your name'
He extends a hand.
'Newton Artemis Fido Scamander'
(Name) takes it.
'(Name) (Last name)'
'Nice too meet you (Name), You can call me Newt.'
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