Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them Imagines

14. Goodbye, Newt

Synopsis: After Grindelwald's attack, Tina resided in London with Newt for a week. Now it's time for her to go home, yet... something's missing.
This is supposed to be a follow up to I've Always Got You, but is okay to be read separately. I also posted this in my Illusions of Someday book.
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Alternative Title: Cast In A Golden Light

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The pair walked side by side, trains whistling and the loud shouting of pedestrians cluttering the air with noise. King's Cross was always busy on Sundays. Newt exhaled, searching Tina's face for anything. She was holding a black briefcase in her hand that had been magicly expanded to accommodate all of her things, staring at the brick pavement she walked on, her hair partially covering her face. They stopped near her platform, though they were still many metres away from the train she was to board. Tina lifted her gaze, now watching Newt. She was trying to put on a poker face, but the look in her eyes was a dead giveaway that she felt less than happy. 'The eyes are the key to the soul.' Tina smiled tightly, trying desperately to mask the sadness she felt inside at leaving. "Thank you," she said after a few moments. Her voice was heavy, and her voices fluctuated, higher than it usually was. "For letting me stay with you while I get... adjusted." Tina hesitated, trying to think of the word to use. Both of them had suffered great losses only a week prior, and she didn't want to trigger the memories before she got back to New York, where she was sure they would hit hard when she walked into her empty apartment.

Newt refused to make eye contact, instead fiddling with his hands and suddenly becoming infatuated with the ground they stood on. "It was the least I could do," he replied, his gaze lifting but still not landing on Tina's face. "You saved my life, I owe you that and more. I suppose I should be doing the thanking." Newt reacher his hand out, as if he were expecting something, but dropped it a few seconds after, subtly shaking his head and dropping his gaze back to his shoes. He was already ruining this, she was surely going to leave once the conversation ran dry. Newt didn't know when he was going to see Tina again, or if he even was going to see her again. It was a solemn thought, but he couldn't keep himself from worrying. They'd both suffered great losses, and though Newt's was permanent, he could hardly imagine how Tina felt. It had been bad enough when he heard Tina crying at night when she thought he was sleeping. Bugger, he thought. I should've been there for her instead of listening in and not doing anything like a coward.

Tina smiled, though her eyes were watering. "No, there's no need to thank me. I guess I should... um, I'm sorry for setting one of your creatures loose... I hope the dragon's all right, he really got a beating... there." She looked at Newt, who was still narrowly avoiding her gaze. Her gaze shifted, and the worry on his face became clear as day. Pedestrians walked around them, some of them grumbling about how they should find a place to conversate in private. Maybe that was what was bothering him? "Newt," she said quietly, and his eyes snapped back up to meet hers. Tina stilled, expectant of something, but she didn't know what.

He cleared his throat, shifting a little before speaking. "The dragon will be alright, luckily in China they gave me proper training on healing them when they're wounded. It's a nasty process, though he's recovering a bit quicker than expected. Grindel-" Newt paused for a moment when Tina tensed. Any mentions of Grindelwald both caused them great pain and worry, and they'd narrowly avoided any and all conversation about him. Until now. This is a lovely way to somber up a goodbye, Newt thought. "He, wasn't as powerful as a real dragon. I can't imagine the damage or losses that would have occurred if he was one. We probably wouldn't have..." Newt shook his head, not wanting the conversation to carry the tone it was any longer. "Nevermind. I believe this was supposed to be a lighthearted goodbye, but it's..." Newt chuckled, but when he looked at Tina, she was holding back tears. His smile vanished immediately. I shouldn't have spoken, I've made her cry. Now she's going to be crying on her way to the docks and she'll think I'm the most horrid person there is. "Tina, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you," Newt added, to which she shook her head quickly, a few strands of hair sticking to her face afterword.