You woke up to the smell of Cinnamon Rolls wafting from your small kitchen that you shared with your friends Tina and Queenie Goldstein. Today was Christmas morning and basically, everyone else was up and you had slept in for about 3 minutes more because Newt makes Cinnamon Rolls really, really fast.All of the presents were wrapped and under the tree.  Everything that was for Queenie you thought was definitely wrapped in pink paper.Newt ran over to you and was just as excited as a 5-year-old back on Christmas day.You kissed the top of his head and then Tina gave you a plate of cinnamon rolls that were still very hot. Queenie came out from her room and into the living room wearing a pink nightgown. You were wearing one of Newt's t-shirts that you may or may not steal from him.Well would steal even be the right word no it wouldn't maybe a good word would be "borrow".Tina got up from the table to go sit down by what she called the "love birds" a.k.a. You and Newt.

"Y/N is that my t-shirt?" said Newt.Y/N shook her head as if to say "No this isn't your and even if it was I didn't take it."

"Knew it !" Tina yelled happily as she sat down on the plush carpet right by the fairy light illuminated tree.You grabbed your cup of tea, kissed some of the many freckles on Newt's face and then everyone huddled around the tree like a bunch of penguins trying to keep warm. Queenie told everyone to pic a colour and then have Tina think of all 3 colours so Queenie could choose the order.

" Okay first is the colour blue," Queenie said. Newt had a look of joy on his face while he was a little ball of   an energetic bundle of joy."Then it's Gold." Queenie said hoping to find a reaction on Y/N face but instead found Tina happily gulp down her Black tea that she had made for everyone".Then Black then Pink" Queeney said. Y/N walked right behind Newt as he looked for a small Niffler shaped presant. 

"Okay umm quick question..Which one of you wrapped a Niffler?"Newt asked uncertainly. No one raised their hand or even admitted to it.Newt picked up the small wrapped presant and very carefully unwrapped it as if the Niffler could scratch him at any moment.Y/N hid under the back side of the tree and she/he just ate cinnamon rolls under neath the small mislotoe shaped ornamnte be hind the big mound of presents covering her body from the 3 other pepole. Tina grabbed a small gold warpped prenent that  coaxed the  Niffler  out from his wrapped prison, took and opened it for her.

"Well, think the Niffler wants to know what I got."Tina laughted as she gave the gold shiny paper to the Niffler and opened the box for her self to see that she got a Ilvermorny crest scarf that was blue and cranberrry.She looked at everyone and was glad to see that Y/N got it for her. Y/N concealed her self further into the prenents and then a cinnamon roll fell off of her/his plate.

"Y/N ! Where are you?" everyone tried to call her/him from her/his hiding place but no one was sure of where she/he could be hiding. Y/N really wanted to wear one of Newt's sweaters and make a cup of tea and eat  7 more Cinnamon Rolls.Y/N managed to kiss Newt and run to his room,grab a sweater and then fall down onto the floor as she slipped into the warm wool.Y/N sat down right next to Queenie who handed her/him a presant without questioning anything.Y/N looked down at the little tag and knew right away that this was an oddly shaped presant from Newt.

"Um right before you open that Y/N you do know that you smell a lot and I mean a lot like a cinnamon roll." Tina said.

"Well is there anything wrong with smelling like a cinnamon roll?" Y/N asked Tina.Y/N knew by Newt's faces that Queenie was now reading his mind.

"Queenie what did you find up there?" Tina asked as she put the peices togeher. Queenie gave Tina a look that basicly read." I will tell you and Y/N later tonight.Y/N looked back at her oddly shaped presant from Newt ad was so curious to what it was.Y/N opened the presant and was a bit scared at what she would find under the black wrapping.She opened it to find a pillow in the shape of Newt's Bowtruckle Pickett. 



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