Overworked

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​ You'd been in your lab for the last two days working on a new potion. Well, two new potions. They were rather complex, and could be used separately or together. You've had the idea for months now but not the time. Newt was worried.
You hardly even came out to eat. The Hufflepuff approached the lab with concern etched into his face. He quietly entered and stepped around the scattered books and ingredient boxes.
​ "Darling, you really should take a break. Maybe see Frank?" Newt suggested. He wrapped his arms around your shoulders from behind and gently kissed your neck. You ignored his efforts and continued working. "Elliott-"
​ "No, Newt. I almost have it," you shushed him and turned back to your work. Newt remained attached to you and rested his head on top of yours. You were a little irritated from lack of sleep.
​ "Hey Elliott, guess what," Newt said after a few minutes of silence.
​ "What?" You huffed. There were only a few things left to do to complete the second potion.
​ "I love you."
​ "I love you too, Newt, but you hanging on me is a bit distracting. I'm almost done. Five minutes, tops," you explained and added the final ingredient. Now all that was left was to heat it and stir.
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​ "It's done!" You exclaimed and jumped up from your stool. Newt backed up and smiled.
​ "What do they do?" Newt asked. You grinned.
​ "This one." You held up a light pink potion. "Is supposed to allow the music from your head to be heard out loud. And this one." You held up a glowing light blue potion. "Is supposed to transport you to any landscape you want."
​ "Well, try it!" Newt urged. He was just as anxious as you were. Over the months of being together, you each gained a bit of each other's interests.
You poured a bit of the light pink potion on the ground then took a sip. You thought of a small piece of violin music. Sure enough, the sound of the string instrument filled the lab.
​ "It works!" You yelled happily and did a little dance. Newt laughed before handing you the blue potion. "Alright, for both of us to be transported, you have to drink some too and hold my hand."
​ "Alright." Newt took a small sip of the potion and made a face, but grasped your hand anyway. You drank some of the potion as well.
You and Newt closed your eyes, and when they opened, you were in a snowy mountain valley. You giggled and released the effects of the potion. The scene morphed back into the lab.
​"That was fantastic," Newt breathed. He grinned at you. "Almost as fantastic as you, my dear potions master." You rolled your eyes. You stood on tiptoes and kissed Newt, happy to have been successful. Newt groaned in protest when you pulled away. You tugged his hand toward the door connecting the two shacks.
​ "Let's go, I'm hungry and need a nap." You rubbed your eyes and shuffled around. Newt grinned and scooped you up bridal style.
​ "I will carry my sleepy princess to our bed," Newt stated. You rolled your eyes and rested your head on his shoulder. Moments later, you were cuddled up to Newt under the thick blanket. Newt stroked your hair as you slept peacefully for the first time in days.

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