Newt Scamander//And then you were gone♡

♡But Don't

Happy Sunday everyone aye, how are you all my lovelies? ;)
It's exam week next week ugh so my updates may be a little slower - but they shouldn't be too delayed tbh
Enjoy
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🥀But Don't

3 months

Friendship
/ˈfrɛn(d)ʃɪp/
1. A relationship between friends
"She formed close friendships with women"
Synonyms: mutual, close friendship, attachment

To those of you who still remember, I mentioned Newt holding a border high up on his shoulders. And to those of you who are interested, I began to feel a slight heaviness on my own shoulders. The same one that he did, all that time ago. Much like Newt, I felt as though I couldn't truly open up to anyone. After all, my parents seemed to hate magic and Lillia would think me insane if I even mentioned it. I also, similarly to him, felt like it was a protective layer that held the truth for only me to acknowledge. In fact, the only thing that was different between my border and Newt's was the way it was raised. His was brought entirely by himself being a shy yet cute introvert, and mine was forced up by my own family... the very people that labelled themselves my 'caring' parents.

Whilst on the topic of Newt, let me me mention something that was beginning to grow more apparent to me the more we were apart:
Although he hadn't seen me in three whole months, he still knew me better than my parents had in my entire life.
Unlike my parents he heard me when I was silent, knowing there was something wrong. He smiled when he saw that I was truly happy and frowned when he saw that I was the opposite. He was an example of all of the things that my parents couldn't ever dream of being... my be-

"(Name)!" Lillia whined, slouching opposite my hunched figure at the dinner table. It was 12.32pm and we had just ordered our food from the school cafeteria. Tuna and pasta... the one meal that I had grown a pure hatred towards over the years. And so, rather than eating it happily as Lillia did, I managed to repetitively stab my fork into the bowl in which it was kept whilst wishing that it'd perhaps disappear if I continued to do so.

"Yes?" She had snapped me completely out of my trail of thought, leaving me with no other option than to shove Newt to the side of my mind. That was something I often did. You see I could never remove him completely from my mind, no matter how hard I tried, and could only ever move him to the side a little whilst I tried to think of other things. Come to think of it, it was a pretty hard process and like I said, he never truly left my mind.

"You were gonna tell me about that friend of yours... Ne- Neville, is it?" She smiled, shuffling herself into a more comfortable position. I had briefly brought up Newts name to her on one short occasion and since that moment she had never wanted to drop the topic. A curious one, she was. But I wasn't angry at her for it. I never could be, really. It wasn't her fault and she was only interested in finding out more about my previous school and friends... no harm done right?

"You mean Newt?" The thought of Newt being named Neville made me chuckle a little. "The boy from my old school?"

"Yes, that's him. You mentioned him once..."

"That's funny" I wanted to tell Lillia what was constantly on my mind. Or much rather, who was constantly on my mind. Besides, we had been friends for three months and I truly did trust her. "... that I mentioned him only once, I mean. Because he's practically on my mind 24/7. Ever since I left, actually. It's also funny that no one has realised. I mean my parents... they don't understand why I've 'changed', as they'd say. Even though they were the ones that caused all of this"

"Do you think you'll see him again?" She leaned in and kept her voice hushed, as if it were a valuable piece of information handed secretly to her on a plate by the someone that strictly asked her to remain quiet.

"Oh I know I will! When I leave this place" I gave a weak smile. It's true, I planned to see him again and lived my life counting down the moments until said plan would be fulfilled. Every breath is a breath closer, I thought. Every tear is a tear nearer...

"What do you mean, when you leave?"

There was a long pause. Nothing could be heard between us but the sound of chatting students and knives and forks scraping on plates in the dinner hall. I only thought to reply when I saw her looking deeply into my eyes, as if searching for an answer. Though she couldn't read me and so rather than finding her answer, I'd obviously have to tell her. And so I spoke up and did exactly that.

"Well... Here goes nothing"

I explained the whole process in which I had thoroughly thought out, speaking more quickly as I got more in depth. I knew it'd take a while to carry out, I knew that, but I was also beyond willing to dedicate as much time, blood, sweat and tears as it would take to see him once more. Even if for only a second. You see I had grown to learn that when you feel so deeply for someone, you will gladly give anything just to be by their side. And that's what I planned to do... to be back by his side.

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What'd you think? It's short, I know, but i think it's quite vital for the next part woop
Until then,
Gbye!