Obscurial {Newt Scamander}

one | meeting goldstein & scamander

I'd like to think that I turned out alright.

Here I was, a 25 year old woman with somewhat of a life ahead of her. I wasn't quite good looking in my opinion, and my home wasn't the best, but I did take pride in one thing. I was good at my job.

I worked at a local florist's. Watering and taking care of the plants was my job, and I'd like to think that I did well.
It was certainly better than my school years that's for sure. Once school was done, I used all the money I had to get out of Europe, and to the U.S.A. where I hoped things would be different. And they were.

"Lacewell!" A voice exclaimed bringing me out of my reminiscing.

"Yes! Sorry! I'm so sorry!" I screamed, sighing in relaxation when I saw it was only my boss, Maxine Jones.

"You drifted off there, you doing okay honey?" she asked me kindly, and as she reached to put a hand on my shoulder I flinched.

"Yeah, just daydreaming as usual."

"Well, have you at least gone to a doctor? Your friend Elle, she dropped by the other day asking about you. She seemed a little worried."

Elle Quigley was a friend of mine, the type that was sociable and pretty. So naturally, I was surprised when she befriended me. She was also very caring and thoughtful, which is probably why she dropped by at the shop.

I waved it off lightly, giving Mrs. Jones a smile. "It's nothing. Did you want me to close up today? I know you've been dying to get out of here for a bit."

She hugged me and I bit back the urge to flinch again.

"You're a doll, Laz." she grinned at me before grabbing her coat, purse, and tossing me the keys to the shop.

"Close up early, take some time for yourself," she told me as she opened the door to the shop, "you deserve it!"

The little bell that chimed as you enter and exit the shop jingled, and then it was just me. I stood alone at the front counter waiting for a customer to come in, but no one did. It was quite sad to be completely honest.

I wanted to do something more with my life.

Taking Mrs. Jones' advice, I watered all of the plants, and closed up shop for the day. The sky was still light out and I wanted to get some fresh air, and maybe something to eat.

I locked the doors, and stepped onto the pavement, walking through the busy atmosphere. Everyone was walking so fast and so obscurely, that it made me wonder what would happen if paths were to cross. The world was like a web with billions of strands being crossed. And so simple a decision could alter ones life forever.

And something nagging at the inside of my mind told me that a decision was coming.

I was walking when I came across that woman, Mary Lou Barebone, making her daily speech about witchcraft and its dangers and evils. I kept my head down as I walked by her meeting.

She reminded me of my mother quite a bit I thought, silently patting the wand in my purse.

"Laz?" A voice brought me out of my thoughts for the second time today. I was happy to see it was my acquaintance Jacob Kowalski.

Jacob was a really good man. Very funny, very passionate, and driven. Honestly, I'd go for him if it weren't for Elle being totally infatuated with him.

"Where're you off to today Jake?" I questioned.

He patted his briefcase lightly as he responded. "I'm going to the bank to pursue my bakery. But just my luck, the guy consulting me I know already, and he's a total twat."