Curious (Newt Scamander X Slytherin!Reader)

Fight

I walked down the corridor of Hogwarts, getting ready for another class. My robes flowed, my hair flowing along with it. It was longer than most girls at my school, as the style and cut that was popular didn't suit my face.

I chatted occasionally with people in the halls, until walking about the courtyard. I loved taking short breaks in a tree, as I was headed to do now. To look at the scenery was lovely, especially with fall leaves strewn about. Crisp air, and the smell of autumn.

It was common that I got lost in the world around me, it tended to be my worst quality. I would lose myself too often, and not speak. It became troublesome when I first started at Hogwarts, yet I grew used to having no close friends.

I was in my 6th year after all, I should be able to handle myself. I knew that I was going to train to be a Hit Witch, possibly an Unspeakable, or even Auror. I would spend all my time learning of any spell possible, and I excelled in Defence Against the Dark Arts. I also dabbled with Hexes and Jinxes, as they were more fun than needed in my daily life.

While going my way, students bustled about. Talking about any recent gossip, until I was stopped. My back was against a tree, and all my belongings fell to the ground to the left of me. I looked forward, making sure to not grimace in pain, or the nasty breath of the male before me.

"Filthy Slytherin," the boy laughed. He spat at me, his Gryffindor scarf tied around his neck.

"Filthy breath is what I say, learn to brush your teeth once and awhile." I grabbed one of his arms, then kicked him where the sun don't shine. I looked down at him. I grabbed his scarf, pulling his face up to mine. "Don't mess with a Slytherin," I then shoved him back.

"Think you're all tough, don't you.You're just a girl." His friends watched in excitement, even as the boys breath was hitched, and he pulled himself off the ground.

Quickly, before he got himself up, I pulled out my wand, "Ventus," he was pushed back, "levicorpus," the boy flew into the air. I laughed, while flicking my wand from side to side.

"Liberacorpus!" He spoke. He must have been a year above me, or my year, yet I hadn't seen him in any of my classes. He fell to the ground with a thump Aggravated, he then tried to hit me with something. "Oppugno!" A nearby book flew at my face. I dodged it, sending it flying towards the owner of the spell. It hit him square in the nose. Any student nearby was in a fit of laughter, watching a Slytherin, let alone a girl, beat up this Gryffindor male.

"Langlock!" His tongue stuck to his mouth, and he could no longer speak. I had the advantage, "I said, don't mess with a Slytherin. Titillando," the boy laughed, not stopping. I simply laughed at his lose. His friends gave me a sly eye, so I kept my hand concealed on my wand.

I turned away, leaving the boy stunned at losing. However, one of the boys friends had other plans, than to just scare me. "Colloshoo!" I tried lifting my feet, yet couldn't seem to get up. I took my shoes off, "Anteoculatia!" I knew that hex, and ducked, but I knew I was too late. Not until I heard a nearby voice shout,

"Expelliarmus!" The curse shot back and hit the male who cast it. I heard footsteps make their way to me, and was met with a boy with reddish-brown hair and adorable freckles. "As interesting as it was to watch, you should know that there is always more than one person around, those willing to save their friends honor." I looked up, but couldn't help but laugh at the kid who now had antlers on his head.

The boy who helped me turned his head to where I looked, and started laughing too. I composed myself, the put my hand out. He took it and we shook. "(Y/n) Maze, pleasure."

"Newton, Newt for short, Scamander."

"Thanks for the help, I needed it. And I don't usually say that, I'm the best at duels in my year."

"I'll take the compliment. It was a compliment, correct?" I laughed.

"Yes, it was." I knew he and I were going to be good friends.