Newt Scamander Imagines

christmas holidays ( 1.5 )

A/N: Read the chapter previous to get the full story.

You pull away from him, he smiles down at you. He seemed to tower over you even though you were both sitting down. "Let's build a snowman." you quickly say, feeling the desperate need to fill the silence with words. You both stood up stiffly.

"O-okay, do you need a coat?" he stutters as he plucks his coat off one of the coat rack set next to the fire place.

"Um, yea I guess." you mumble, still recovering from the kiss. You realized that building a snowman was kind of a stupid idea considering you didn't have your coat or mittens with you, but you felt like you needed to do something else other than think about the kids.

Newt hands you the black coat he had taken off the rack and quickly runs through one of the curved doorways. You guessed he was running to his dormitory.

You throw on the coat over your shoulders and pull your arms through. The coat was massive on you, it almost reached down to your knees. The arms were at least four or five inches longer than your actual arms. You felt like a bird, but a warm one.

Newt rushes back out with another large black coat and two pairs of mittens, those waterproof ones that make your hands sweat. He hands you a pair carefully, as if he was afraid it would shatter you if he threw it at you. "Newt, are you sure you don't want this coat?" you hold out the front parts of the coat, "I can wear this hoodie, I'll be fine."

"No, this jacket is just as warm as that one!" he says gesturing to the jacket wrapped around his arm. "Plus you look like a burnt marshmallow in that coat and it's really making me happy."

You grin wide at his comment and pull on the pair of mittens he's given you, they were really warm.

The pair of fuzzy boot slippers you were wearing were hopefully going to last you in the snow but Newt put on a pair of high quality snow boots and laced them up.

"I've never built a snowman before," he mutters, almost inaudible.

You gasp, "YOU WHAT?"

He looks at you as if if you were going to throw something at him. "I just have never really been interested in winter activities," he shrugs. "But I'd love to build one with you!" he chuckles trying to sound as enthusiastic as possible, recovering from the unbelievable comment he had made.

"Newton," you say remembering a professor call him that back in year two. Back then you didn't realize that he was the newton seeing as you didn't pay much attention to him. "We are going to build the best snowman known to mankind."

He looks at you eyes wide and he smirks. He then grabs a bag that had been hanging from the coat rack and begins to throw random, small objects into it, he even finds a carrot which he plops into the bag as well. After what seemed like 10 minutes of you and him scrambling around the common room looking for things to put on your snowman, you decide that you had enough to start building.

You both run out to the court yard (after another billion stairs). You pick up a small ball of snow, it was the perfect sticky texture to easily build a snowman. You were excited, but Newt on the other hand was reluctant. "H-how do you build a snowman? That was a stupid question. How do you start a snowman?"

Your lips curved upwards, you grabbed his wrist and playfully led him into a large patch of snow. You plopped down on your knees, the cold snow greeting you delightfully. You look up at Newt and tilt your head towards the snow, letting him know that he should sit too. Once he too plops down on the cold snow, you form a small ball of compact snow in your mittens. "Try it."

He follows your actions and makes a very small ball of snow. "Perfect! Now just roll it," you grin. You set the ball on a fresh set of snow and being to roll the ball down the court yard. In less than a minute your small snow ball was now formed into a accurate head size for a snow man. Newt gently places his ball on the snow and with all the care in the world he begins to slowly, and very softly, roll his ball.