Eleven

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"What next, Mr. Scamander?" (Name) said with a rather large amount of excitement in her tone. Newt had glanced at her with confusion painted along his soft freckled features. "You seem.." He could not even find the word he was looking for. He had not seen the girl so happy in such a long time- he almost forgot that she didn't remember their past. "Exhilarated? I totally am." She had said, finishing his trailed off sentence. 

"Well, I'm glad." He said softly before looking at (Name) with a warm smile. She had a smile on her face that slowly faded as she had noticed his stare. "What's the matter? Why do you always look at me like that?" She had pointed her finger at his dazed and happy face. Newt had quickly blinked before clearing his throat and looking at the ground. He pursed his lips before he had rubbed the back of his neck. "You remind me of someone." The words had pained him to say, and his usual wide eyes had slowly narrowed before completely closing. 

(Name) eyed him suspiciously before she had patted his shoulder awkwardly. "We should get a move on." She said softly before Newt had slowly raised his head to look at her. "Of course..." He had said softly before the girl had started walking ahead of him. 

"Sweetheart.." He had said in a weak and heartbroken little whimper before he had looked up to the sky and blinked away the tears that had dared threaten to fall. "C'mon, slow poke!" The girl yelled while she had bent over and put her hands on her knees as if to call a dog. Newt had chuckled before wiping his eyes and running over. "I'm coming!" He had yelled before picking up speed to the girl. 

"Mooncalves or Bowtruckle?" He had asked directly as he now moved down to a walking pace. (Name) had looked at the man with a raised brow before clearing her throat. "Are those some kind of weird-" She had began her sentence only briefly before Newt had waved his hands in front of her with his freckled face burning bright red. "They're creatures!" He had said before the girl had stopped and chuckled. 

"Sorry, Salamander. I say Bowtruckle first." She had said before crossing her arms with a smile. Newt had sighed before he looked around, thinking of where Tom could have went. That's when he saw it. All the trees not too far off in the distance.

"Let's go!" Newt had shouted, before he had grabbed the girl's wrist and began dragging her.

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