Newtina Oneshots

Every Tear A Waterfall

Tina sat at her desk, paperwork scattered everywhere. Just because she was back in her position as an auror didn’t mean they still didn’t do paperwork. She glanced at the clock.

5:58. Finally, time to go home. Tina thought as she yawned and stood up from her seat, starting to put away her papers in her work bag that was beside her desk.

As Tina checked through her bag one more time to see if everything was there, her eyes landed on the letter that had been sitting in there since the morning.

But it wasn’t just any letter.

It was a letter from Newt.

Tina smiled softly as she put away the rest of her things and slung her bag over her shoulder, heading out of her office with her thoughts filled with a certain magizoologist.

***

Tina entered the Brownstone apartment building and headed up the stairs, her mind still on Newt.

“You alone Tina?”

Tina nearly jumped out of her own skin at Mrs. Esposito’s voice from below. Shaking her head with a slight smile, Tina called back.

“Always alone Mrs. Esposito. You know that!”

She got a huff in response and then a door closing shut loudly. Tina chuckled to herself as she climbed the rest of the steps up to her and Queenie’s apartment.

Mrs. Esposito had always been really overprotective of them when it came to boys, and every weekend when she would visit them, they would be hearing the same thing over and over again.

"If you guys ever bring any boys home, I will have to do my inspecting. I don’t trust the guys around here, and most of them are dewdroppers and just plain old jerks. I don’t want you guys hanging around them. But if any of you do end up bringing one home, they will have to go through my questioning and approval first.”

And every time Tina would reassure her that she wouldn't have to be doing that anytime soon. Queenie also went with the conversation, nodding as Mrs. Esposito ranted, but she did love someone. And that was Jacob.

Everyday she would go visit him at his bakery, hoping he would remember something, even the slightest bit. But he never did and Queenie came home disappointed.

Tina’s thoughts flitted back to Newt as she unlocked the door and stepped inside.

Hey Teen!”

Queenie greeted her from the other side of the room where she was at the kitchen, cooking something.

“Hi Queenie.” Tina smiled as she took of her coat and hung it up, taking her bag into her room to reread Newt’s letter.

“Oh? He sent you another letter? This is great!!” Queenie giggled as Tina was about to enter her room, her hand on the doorknob.

Heat flooded her cheeks as Queenie continued to giggle behind her, “That means he’s thinking about you!” Queenie said in a sing-song voice.

Tina turned around to face her sister, her cheeks bright red. “Don’t read my mind!” But she couldn’t help but smile slightly at the thought that Newt was taking away time just to write her a letter.