The group had gone to retrieve the Demiguise, named Dougal, who was a apparently babysitting a baby Occamy that had made itself at home in the top floor of the department store. Of course, it was a hassle trying to calm down the Occamy to its smaller size but it all worked out in the end. Now the group had gone back to take a breather in Newt's case, it being the women's first time as they were rather hesitant about going in there.
Jacob held the Demiguise's handing as he lead it through its enclosure, "Happy to be home?" He asked the creature before lifting the creature into its nest, "Bet you're exhausted, buddy. Come on--there you go--that's right." He hummed as Tina tentatively held the baby Occamy, while being supervised by Newt, and placed it gently into its nest. Tina looked around at the Erumpent that stamped through her enclosure. The look on Tina's face is full of wonder and admiration, Jacob saw this and chuckled.
Newt felt a sharp pinch from inside his pocket, "Ouch!" He hissed softly while he fished Pickett out and held him up on his hand as he walked through the various enclosures. A Niffler is seen sitting in a smaller enclave, surrounded by its various treasures, "Right... I think we need a talk." Newt said to Pickett, "See, I wouldn't have let him keep you, Pickett. Pick, I would rather chop off my hand than get rid of you... After everything you have done for me--now come on." He said while reaching the Thunderbird area, the Bowtruckle all but gave him the silent treatment, "Pick--we've talked about sulking before, haven't we. Pickett-come on, give me a smile. Pickett, give me a..." Pickett stuck his tiny tongue out and blew a raspberry at Newt, who frowned.
"Alright, now that is beneath you." He said while placing Pickett on his shoulder and started busying himself with various buckets of feed. His eyes glanced over at (Y/n) as she watched a family of four Graphorns walk through their enclosure together. The two baby Graphorns ran and played around their parents as they walked. She watched, almost longingly, at the father and mother Graphorn staying close together while the tentacles of their faces intertwined with one another and rubbed together affectionately. It looked like the male and female were really in love, it was both a nostalgic and painful reminder how in love she and Percival used to be, but she still loved him. Newt sees the look on her face as she stared at the family, and walked up beside her, hands clasped behind his back as the two watched the Graphorns.
"What are these?" She asked softly, eyes never leaving the creatures as Newt looked down at her and back at them as well.
"They're called Graphorns. Only found on the mountains of European regions. These four are tamed but wild Graphorns naturally have a aggressive nature." Newt informed with a slight head tilt as he spoke, "Very dangerous unless you have a specialist knowledge and are skilled enough to tame them."
"They seem so gentle and calm now." (Y/n) said and pointed at the female and male adult Graphorns, "And they look very much in love."
"Well, these two are the last surviving breeding pair in existence." Newt inquired and they both look at each other, a look of surprise on her face.
"Really now?" She asked as he nodded.
"Unfortunately yes. They're all they got and that's why they're here." He said, "I'm breeding them in a safe environment from the outside world so they don't become extinct. That is what I do for a living." Newt said, "I want everyone to see that most creatures aren't as terrible as they make them out to be unless they have the knowledge of how to handle them." He explained as she looked back at the parent Graphorns. That look still never left her face and he could see that, "You look rather... Sad almost, Miss (L/n)." He said as (Y/n) looked up at him.
"Do I?" She asked as he nodded, she then gave a soft and sheepish, "Heh I'm sorry. Just lost in my own thoughts is all." She said.
"Are you alright?" Newt asked with a slight head tilt, (Y/n) only gave a quick smile up at him with a nod.
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Are You Mister Graves? {Percival Graves x Reader}
Fanfiction{COMPLETED} It's 1920 in New York city. An Auror, Director of Magical Security and head of MACUSA's Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Percival Graves, meets a new Auror who has been recruited to MACUSA by Madam President. They start off as ene...
