Newt Scamander Preferences

When He Has To Leave For A While

Seasons changed. Time moved on.

You and Newt were still inhabiting a home on the island. 

It had been months since the incident with Leta and finally, you felt that things were finally returning to normal. Finally, Newt felt comfortable and at peace.

A majority of days were spent in bed, where you both lay together. Not talking but just admiring the view. Enjoying the simple pleasure of being in eachothers company.

To quote Brigid Lowry: 

they do not kiss
but they both want to
instead their feet touch and so do their arms
it is electric magic
their tiny arm hairs tingling
happily lying together
the sun warming them
watching sky through green-leafed gum branch
close enough to hear each other breathe
sweet togetherness
this lazy lying down dance of love

With Newt returned to you, you didn't feel a want or a need to spend time with anone else. He was what you wanted, he was what you needed. Your friends and family seemed to mutually agree with your decision, since none had attempted to sort you out. So when the other male turned up on your doorstep, you knew that something was deeply wrong.

It had been a day unlike any other. Instead of sunny skies, grey cloud had overtaken the heavens above and released a downpour, which drenched your world below. 

And there he had stood, in the porch. His expression grim.

Percival Graves explained that he would be leaving for a while. Where he was going, he refused to say. He had just needed to see you one last time. Of course his words terrified you but he asked you to brave, that things were going to be fine and not to worry. The only thing he truly asked of you, was that you wouldn't forget him. How could you? He had been your strength through the darkest of days. You would always remember Percival Graves.

With a smile and a whispered, "Take care of yourself." he apparated, leaving you standing in the doorway, with a huge sense of fear. Something was amiss back home. Prehaps it was time to leave your paradise and return to reality? 

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A/N: Four words. Credence. Barebone. Next. Chapter.