Twenty Seven

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"They're a magic household, how will we fool them?! The answer is we can't!" Newt had put his head into his hands and the room was silent. He had been thinking about how to fix this sticky situation for the past few hours, always ending up in the same frustrated position with his head in his hands. (Name) didn't know what to do and she certainly didn't want to lose Newt. Not now. They had been through thick and thin at this point and she didn't want to lose him over a family dinner. That was too cruel.

"Newt.. Maybe they won't want to see my magic?.." She began before following with a soft swallow. ".. That I do not have.." (Name) had finished and Newt had frowned and shook his head slowly. He began sitting up before he dropped his arms to his sides and kept his eyes closed while he took a deep breath in. He slowly let it out before meeting his eyes to the girl's, a frown still present on his face.

"Go work on your book." He had said, rather harshly. (Name) took a small step away from Newt before furrowing her brows. "What?" She had asked gently, her brows slowly beginning to arch up while her heart began beating faster.

"Just go work on your stupid book!" He had shouted, and for the first time, there was a look on his face she had never seen before. He had a look on his face of anger, complete and utter anger. His brows had been completely kneaded and his hair seemed to almost be standing up. His jaw was clenched and it was almost as if you could see every single vein in his neck. There was a new look on his soft face, and she didn't like it.

She took a step back before she had looked down and walked out, the girl's dignity barely in tact. She had walked into the shed that she had spent most of her time in, and found herself making her way into the corner and slowly beginning to cry. (Name) had been crying because of the man she loved so, so much. She brought her knees to her chest, and after a long while, the demiguise had come and began to comfort the girl.

This was the first time in a long time where she had felt upset once again. 

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