Seeker (Harry Potter Characters X Reader)

Newt Scamander

Requested by: 25piper

Dear Leta,

Thank you for your last letter, I really enjoy hearing from you. Congratulations on your engagement to Theseus, I didn't see that one coming, even though I'm psychic.

Regarding your invitation, I will first need to see if I can clear my schedule. Unfortunately I'm a busy witch who lives in the high part of society. I'll also have to ask Aunt Nellie if she'll be fine with me leaving. I mean, I have been living with her here for little over a year as her apprentice.

But other than that, I'd love to come.

Love,
Y/n

P.S. What should I wear?

I fold and seal the letter to my friend. It's odd how we had this huge feud since second year, but we resolved it in seventh year, and now we're thick as thieves. Well, the feud had been about Newt.

She hated me because I was Newt's best friend, and Head girl, and Captain of the Quidditch team, and top of the class, and I was in Huffelpuff. But we sorted it out a bit after Newt got expelled and I went into a downwards spiral throwing myself into my work, and Leta noticed. She pulled me out of it, and we became friends.

She went to work at the ministry, I went to live in Brazil with my Aunt and her much younger husband Alonzo. He's a muggle, but he knows we're witches. He doesn't care, so we don't either. My Aunt is an alchemist and healer. I am studying as her apprentice.

Tying the letter to the owl's leg, he soars out of my window. I look down to the sandy beaches bellow, people bathing in the sunlight. They seem to be oblivious to the war raging on just past the horizon.

I am worried about Newt. He went to work for the Ministry, but now with the war, he was sent to the Eastern front. I have no idea if he has been receiving my letters or not. I haven't heard from him in little over three years. I've decided that I shouldn't hope too much about his return.

Walking downstairs and onto the sun bathed porch, I find aunt Nellie siting with a floppy hat on her salt and pepper hair, a glass of (hopefully) gin (not something stronger).

"Y/n! Darling! Have a seat! Pour a glass!" She said with a grin. She seemed drunk off her rocker. Perfect time to ask.

"Aunt Nellie, I need to ask a favor," I said, putting on a sweet smile.

"Oh yes! Anything for you my dear Y/n! What can I assist you with?" She asked, lying very far back in her chair.

"Well, I've been invited to my friend Leta Lestrange, from school's, engagement party. It's going to be in London in June-"

"Oh course you can go darling! I'll book you a hotel. And you can borrow my driver and car! On the condition that you wear one of your designs," she says, pointing a manicured finger at me.

"Oh, well it's kind of up to Leta what I should wear, since it's her party," I say, fiddling with my fingers.

"Boo hoo! Design something that fits her requirements then!" Aunt Nellie said with an eye roll. I now realized because that action was so smooth, that she was indeed not drunk.

Time skip to one month later

Leta's engagement party is tonight. I'm going to Floo over and then take a portkey and then apparate. Tedious journey, I know, but I'll be there early enough to get ready.

Saying goodbye to Aunt Nellie I pick up my suitcase and tighten my coat around me. I packed all my belongings. I have a feeling I'll need them all. I take a hand full of Floo powder.