In which a girl with a wattpad account writes a load of Harry Potter one shots for your enjoyment!
There's a lot of spelling and grammatical mistakes in here but I will not be editing it 💞
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You woke up in what seemed like a shed, the surfaces were cluttered with potions and books and other things you had no clue of. Newt was looking over this surface, reading. "Where am I?" You asked causing Newt to jump a mile
"I-in my suitcase" he replied "You must've been damn good at charms then" You laughed siting up then clutching your side remembering the wound that was there before. You looked down to see a white pice of fabric there instead of the cut that was recently there.
"I tried everything I could to heal it, I'm sorry if it hurts, I can try and mix up something els I might be able to get something, oh and the Occamy didn't mean any harm I assure you" Newt rambled on
"It was beautiful" you assure him "and the wound feels as though nothing was there to begin with, you are a marvellous wizard Mr. Scamander" you smiled and then began looking around the place. Newts eyes never left you, and his face was slightly flushed.
"Why were you running?" He asked the inevitable question, you turned and sighed "Newt, I'm not a bad person if that was what you were thinking" you promised looking at the British wizard "Then what did you do?" Newt frowned while resting his weight on a wall in the tiny room. "I was born... I guess" you looked down at the floor "born to a... muggle is that what you call them?" Newt nodded at this "muggle father and a witch mother" you continued "I was four when the magical congress came to my house after years of hiding, I don't know the whole details but I know I freaked out and the whole house... just exploded" you explained scratching a pice of wood. Newt froze.
"Obscurus?" He asked "No!" You yelled standing up straight "I was just very powerful. I'm free now, I'm in control" you began to get teary, you never told anyone about your past "my aunt took me and hid taking care of me until a muggle man killed her. I've been protesting too" you wiped the tears away "Protesting?" Newt cocked his head to the side slightly "The rights of no-maj and wizards in love" you smiled.
Newt kept look from your eyes to your lips and he was closer than you realised. You took in a deep breath and grabbed his beige waist coat and smashed your lips agains his. He put his hands on your waist, not sure what els to do with his hands. You moved backwards stumbling over pots, you backed up into a wall. You both chuckled in between the kiss. You pulled away. Newt still had his eyes closed for a few moments after, with a warm smile playing at his face.
"Thank you for fixing me up mr. Scamander" you smiled and he blushed just processing what happened.
