hey guys, merry christmas!! I made this in the spare hour that I've had of today so if it's scruffy please mind it - I did as best I could. I hope you're all loving your day, whether you celebrate Christmas or not, and i'll update you soon with a new imagine x
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Christmas morning, 1920.
Newt sat opposite the fireplace, you situated closely beside him, as he played with a pom pom on his bed socks. His mother had bought said socks for him the previous christmas, and he'd worn them most nights since. He loved his mother, this was clear, and he'd always tried his hardest to impress her. This, of course, impressed you too. Your husband having such a loving relationship with his mother and family was admirable to you, who'd struggled with your own family.
The Scamander's had always taken you in each christmas and treat you like their own. This year was no exception. You absolutely loved this, and generally enjoyed avoiding the toxic environment of your own family. Newt had suggested the idea years ago, before you were even together, but never did tell his family the reasoning. Although you suspected that they secretly knew yet kept it to themselves to save you of the discomfort. You found yourself lost in this thought, rocking in a chair beside Newt.
Theseus took it upon himself to snap you from said thoughts, clicking his finger in front of your face. Once grabbing your attention he smiled and handed you a mug of warm hot chocolate made by his mother. Mrs Scamander made the best hot chocolates and you'd taken every opportunity to tell her so. This, of course, meant she'd make you more and more. Consequently it became a win-win situation. You took the mug from Theseus and sipped it gratefully as he patted your shoulder and walked away.
"Right loves, you might be older now but don't think that's an excuse to avoid our christmas group photo" Mrs Scamander hummed happily, glaring at all of you.
The christmas photo had become an annual thing and was something you'd all just accepted. They'd started right from when Newt and Theseus were babies and had continued ever since. You'd joined the photos at roughly age 12. They all hung proudly on the refrigerator and if you looked at them closely enough you'd be able to see subtle changes. Like one year you and Newt stayed at opposite ends of the photo while in the most previous year you'd been holdings hands and are married. You were now 26, so you'd suspected there'd be even more change between them.
"Oh come on mum!" Theseus rolled his eyes as Newt pushed him toward the camera.
Once the photo had been taken, Mr. scamander suggested that you all exchanged your christmas gifts. Under the tree we're boxes of all colours and sizes, exciting you as it did every year you'd spent with them. Newt opened his first. He unravelled a box, from his parents, to reveal a knitted navy jumper with the letter 'N' on the front of it. He smiled widely, kissed his mother on the cheek and shook his dad's hand with content.
"Here, this one is for you y/n" Theseus announced, "The tag says it is from Newt"
Newt's face lit, demonstrating clearly that he'd anticipated your response since he bought the gift. He analysed you carefully as you pulled at the golden ribbon with a slender and delicate finger. The wrapping paper fell to the floor and left you with a small box. You lifted its lid with care, as suggested, and found a small glass ornament. You gasped at its beauty. A small glass butterbear cup.
The meaning of the gift left you speechless. All you simply knew to do was dive at him and engulf him in a warm hug. It reminded you of your first date, years ago, where the two of you enjoyed the drink while studying for your Hogwarts exams. Shortly afterwards you began dating, and the date had become a regular occurrence. Yet the first time, represented by the ornament, held the most importance for the both of you.
"Thank you Newt love" You kissed his cheek gently as he sat beside you and wrapped his arm around you "It is beautiful"
The rest of the night remained in a similar mood. Everyone opened a variety of presents and beamed with pure happiness. Warm drinks were at hand and the air was overcome with a strong cinnamon scent. It was truly the perfect christmas scene. And it remained so until the last gift was brought from under the tree. An envelope addressed to Newt, from you.
He opened it excitedly, causing a grin to play at your lips. Once the envelope was torn he read the contents inside of it. Everyone in the room watched as he read the words, his clogs clearly ticking. He dropped the envelope and covered his mouth, tears welling up in his blue eyes. He remained this way for a few precious minutes as you watched him, tears reaching your own e/c eyes. Suddenly he dashed to you and picked you up, spinning you around while laughing gratefully into your body. He gently placed you back onto the floor and stroked your cheek.
He pressed his forehead softly against yours and whispered for only the two of you to hear, "Does this mean that...?". Tears freely flew down his cheeks as you nodded to him, speechless and emotional yourself.
Everyone looked at the two of you, confused as ever. Theseus mouthed questions to Newt which went unnoticed and Mr. scamander looked cluelessly at his wife. Nobody had truly understood what was happening ahead of them and tried their best to put two and two together. This proved unsuccessful as they all continued to stare, dumbfounded. Newt held your hand in his and turned to face his family.
"I know there is a lot of us already" He smiled "But I hope there's room for one more of us next christmas"
He placed a gentle hand on your stomach and the room was immediately filled with happiness and contentment. Finally, they'd all understood the moment between the two of you and even began to make a huge fuss themselves. You'd never experienced as much attention as you had that day.
The attention had eventually died down, much to your relief as you had never liked the fuss. Instead, you all simply watched films and engrossed in lighthearted conversation. Newt hugged you closely and rubbed your tummy every so often while Theseus smiled at the two of you every now and then. Mr and Mrs Scamander also hugged tightly, eventually falling asleep peacefully. In summary it was safe to say you'd all enjoyed the entirety of the night.
All of you plus one, that is.
