I Have A Secret: Newt Scamander X Child! Reader

Why Him?

Winner of the contest: xSUMMix. 
They did not have the power correct, but they were the closest. The prize: An original character's cameo.
Character- Bradi.
Pronouns- They, them, etc.

If you had told Bradi Emmerson that they would find a child crying in the dark night of autumn on a weekday, they would have laughed in your face, then leave you behind muttering 'loony' the whole way home. 

Yet, here they are, staring at the crying child from across the road. 

They looked all over to see if anyone had left the child behind, and who could possible be her guardian? They assumed it was a girl; what kind of boy would have that much hair? 

"Hello?" They called to the child, hoping they could hear them. 

The child continued to cry into the pavement. Bradi sighed then, on impulse, ran across the road to reach the child. 

"Are you alright?" They calmly asked, then mentally slapped themselves. There was a child alone at night, weeping into the ground; of course they were alright.

Sitting down next to them, Bradi lowered their voice. "Do you know where your parents are, sweetie?"

The small child let out a louder wince at the mention of their parents. Bradi tried their best to calm the shaking one. "Settle down, I won't hurt you. What's your name?"

It came as a surprise to them when the child whispered. "Y/N."

Bradi nodded calmly. "Y/N okay, good, good, my name is Bradi. Now, do you know what your parents names are?"

Y/N's eyes met theirs, and they looked up with a look of puzzlement. "Mama?"

The adult nodded rapidly. "Yes, your mama. What's her name?"

The child's breath shook. "Mama?!"

Bradi's heart began racing as the child's voice rose. "Her name, Y/N, I need her name."

"Mama! Mama!" The child screamed at the top of their lungs, more tears rushing down their face. They instantly embraced the adult next to them. Bradi flinched in response, but soon pulled the sobbing child into their arms, doing their very best to comfort them.

The child's sobbing continued for what seemed like ages, until they spoke again. "Newt,"

Bradi pulled their head back from the top of Y/N's head, and looked down to them. "What?"

"Eilis," they whispered.

"Is that your mama, Y/N?" Bradi asked, still holding them

Y/N winced, but kept talking. "Not mama,"

"Who is she, then?" They asked again.

"Bakery," 

Bradi sighed. "You aren't making any sense, who is Eilis?"

"Has bakery." 

They scowled in frustration, but their face soon lightened. They looked gathered the child's face in their hands, and looked them straight in the eye. "I know who you're talking abou.t You've been a big help, thank you."

Without another word, Bradi helped Y/N up off the ground, and held their hand the whole walk to the bakery. 

"Newt," Y/N whispered again.

Bradi glanced down at the shivering child. "Who is that?"

"Newt," They only responded.

"Is that your father?"

"Newt,"

Bradi groaned. "But who is he?"

"Newt,"