𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐘⟶ Newt Scamander

The Breeding Ground for Awkward Moments

Tina had the plan of bringing the group back to her home, although, it seemed she was hesitant about the idea because it involved bringing the men around her sister, Queenie. Tegwen actually looked up to Queenie, or perhaps she just looked up to the Goldstein sisters in general. Mainly because they were strong women who knew how to handle themselves with confidence and poise. Whereas Tegwen was the poster child for awkwardness as she made it obvious on several occasions in the presence of the opposite sex. Queenie was more of the soft-spoken one of the Goldstein sisters, with a sweet tone to her voice and always wearing a welcoming smile. The one that usually made men weak in the knees and open to her every wish.

The only person Tegwen could bring to their knees was herself and that was usually from tripping her over her two feet. 

As they arrived at Brownstone Street, Tegwen's natural graces kicked in as the street curb finally took its revenge on the woman. She managed to lose her balance and let go of Tina's arm before she dragged her down with her. Falling into the empty road, Tegwen let out a painful groan as she scraped her hands against the pavement.

Her face turned warm and bright red from the embarrassment of falling in front of everyone. Footsteps approached and a hand was extended towards her to take. She half-expected it to be Tina, and wholeheartedly hoped it was Tina, but instead as she glanced up, she saw Newt looking down at her.

He kept the offer of his hand out, waiting for her to take it.

"Come on, take it," he insisted, an almost pleading tone to his voice.

"No, thank you," Tegwen grumbled pushing herself up. "I am fully capable of getting myself up on my own-"

Tegwen's body didn't seem to agree with her statement as her ankle rolled and brought her back down to the ground. 

"Lovely," she sighed before blowing a lock of hair out of her face.

"Are you alright, Tegwen?" Tina called to her.

"Just fine," Tegwen said carefully pushing herself up as she widened her stance to give her better balance. She stood up straight with a triumphant look on her face before she straightened her jumper. "See? Fully capable."

"I never doubted you for a moment," Newt said retracting his hand slowly. Tegwen waited until the others crossed the street before her face contorted to show the pain she was in. She let out several curses under her breath as she pointed both hands in the direction of her ankle.

Newt realized they were one short as they approached the building helping Tina hold up Jacob, only to turn around and catching a bit of what Tegwen was saying and doing, only to have his eyes widen.

"Mugglerfuc-"

He cleared his throat loudly to stop her from cursing any further, bringing her to look up at him. 

"Coming, Twiggy?" He called out to her.

Her eyes narrowed in his direction. "It's Tegwen!"

"Is it?" Newt said with a feigned expression of confusion. "I'm sorry, I don't know anyone by that name. Do we know each other?"

Tegwen bit the inside of her cheek and she forced herself to walk on her injured ankle to get away from him.

"No, we don't, Mr. Salamander."

"It's Scamander," he corrected her.

"Sorry, I can't hear you from all the way over here, Mr. Salamander!"

The man made a face as she was only a couple of feet from him as she claimed that she couldn't hear him.

"You might want to consider cleaning out your ears then."