Newt Scamander Imagines

christmas party ( 11 )

Imagine you Newt and your friends decide to throw a Christmas party.

au: modern day

You walk into the great hall and guffaw at all of the gorgeous decorations scattered all over. The first thing that catches your eye is the gigantic Christmas tree that had been so elegantly decorated. The few students that stayed at Hogwarts for the holidays had already found their seats at the tables and had begun eating their grand Christmas breakfast.

You breathed in the crisp morning air of the Great Hall, filling your lungs with Christmas spirit.

You look beyond the tree and decorations and see your best friends, Newt, Derek and Matt sitting at the far end of the hall, laughing with each other. They had yet to dive into their breakfast so you assumed they were waiting for you. You hated when they did that because you were always the last one to wake up. You adjust your robe and walk over to them.

Before you even get to the table, Matt sees you and yells out, "Happy Christmas, Y/N!" from across the hall. The other boys look over as well, their smiles only getting brighter. At that point, you just run over to your friends, the bag of presents you were carrying bobbing along in your hand.

You give Matt a hug first, "Happy Christmas Mattie." You ruffle his curly blond hair and he swats your hand away jokingly. You stick out your tongue at him. 

You run over to Derek and throw your arms around him. He grips you firmly, giving you a pinch on your side causing you to jump up and squeal. You give him an angry face to which he just laughs.

Finally, you walk over to Newt, who had been looking down at his lap the whole time. You sit beside him and throw your arms over him. He's surprised at first at your aggressive hug but then pulls you closer to his body. "Happy Christmas," he whispers in your ear, sending shivers down your whole body. You pull yourself closer into his body.

"Happy Christmas, Newt." You give him a toothy grin.

You look over at Matt and Derek who are both snickering to themselves. You feel your cheeks go red. "What is it, dorks?"

"Nothing, nothing," giggles Matt who gives another glance over to Derek who was also trying to hide his smile.

You cough, trying to ease the awkwardness. You had told Matt and Derek that you had a crush on Newt just a few nights previous, and now all they can do is act like school girls about it. Hopefully, Newt doesn't notice this. "Well, let's eat," you state trying to break the silence.

"Wait!" starts Derek. He pulls out three gorgeously wrapped gifts from under his table, the colour of the wrapping paper corresponded to your houses.

"Oh, so we are opening gifts now?" asks Matt and he pulls out his own gifts to give from under the table.

You sigh and also take the one you are giving out from your bag. "Guys, I thought we said no gifts this year."

"Says the one who's also bought gifts," scoffs Derek pointing towards your presents.

You notice Newt also shyly pull out his gifts as well.

You give him a stern look, "You too? Really?"

Newt gives you an apologetic look, "I couldn't help it. I love giving gifts."

You jokingly roll your eyes and nudge your shoulder into his.

"Okay, open mine first!" yells Derek, giving the three of you your corresponding gifts. Matt opens his gift up quickly, excited to see what the red wrapping paper was hiding. He pulls out a book.