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It was beautiful, clear day. A ship thundered across the water below, sailing towards the harbor of New York city. Upon it, were hundreds of bustling citizens, each with their own destination in mind, but there was one certain person who stuck out from the rest. In the front of the ship, stood a man on the younger side, with slightly messy, reddish brown hair and a blue overcoat, a brown suitcase sitting on the ground next to him. Newt Scamander reached down, patting the side of the case.
“Now, I'm trusting you all to behave.”
A response in the form of a chirp came from the box. Newt smiled and looked back off the front of the ship. A cool wind blew on his face. It had been a while since he had last visited his friends in New York, and he was eager to see them again, in a less death threatening situation of course.
“Ah. Nice day, don't you think?” Said a man to his right. Newt looked up surprised at the sudden conversation.
“Oh- um, yes.” He said quickly.
He looked at the man, who was about as tall as him, with charcoal black hair and a goatee. He was leaning over he edge, clearly enjoying himself.
“So, what brings you to New York?”
Newt smiled to himself, thinking of his first encounter with Jacob. It was very similar to this setting. He thought of something to make up to tell him, but realized he had a truthful response.
“Oh, just, visiting a few friends of mine.”
“Very nice. Yeah, I've been looking forward to coming to New York for quite a while. Lots of job opportunities, you know?”
Newt nodded his head in agreement, still thinking about how his meet up would go once he arrived.
“Well, I best be going. My wife and kids are all the way on the other side of the ship and were just about there.”
He pulled out a pocket watch and looked at it, before closing it and quickly putting it away.
“Pleasure meeting you.”
Newt looked off into the distance at the harbor which was getting very close. His anticipation was building up inside.
“Here we are everyone. New York once more.”
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(A/N) I apologize for the shortness, this is just an introduction, no other chapters are this short, trust me. I'll insert the next chapter for your convinence.
Newt walked down the side of the road, passing all the same kinds of people he had seen before. People loudly talking and walking, horses with buggies, and the pungent smell of gas and coal from nearby houses and businesses. He frowned a little at the recollection of his previous friend, Jacob, who had been obliviated before his departure. It had always saddened him, knowing they wouldn't ever exchange in the same conversations they once did. He shook off the thoughts and kept walking. It was a miracle he remembered where Tina and Queenie lived, seeming he had only been a few times before. His thoughts were put on hold by a somebody suddenly hitting him in the shoulder. He tripped, but quickly caught himself as the other person fell, spilling their belongings.
“So sorry! Here, let me help you with that.” Newt said automatically, reaching down to pick up the papers on the ground. Deliberate or not, you certainly run into a lot of people in this city.
“Oh man, real sorry about that! I was in such a rush to get to my bakery and-”
Newt looked up, not only at the cut off sentence, but at the familiar voice. His eyes grew wide at who he saw in front of him. It was no one other than Jacob Kowalski himself.
“Hey, have I seen you from somewhere? You look awfully familiar.” He asked.
Newt quickly shook his head.
“No I don't believe so.” He said, handing Jacob the last of the papers.
“No I'm pretty certain I-”
Newt inhaled sharply.
“It can't be.” Jacob said, shaking his head.
Newt wasn't sure if he wanted Jacob to remember him or not, seemings it could spell disaster if MACUSA found out. He watched as Jacob studied him closely, and became very uncomfortable. After a few seconds everything in Jacobs face seemed to click.
“Newt? Is it really you?”
Newt smiled. Jacobs face lit up and he embraced Newt.
“It's real nice to see you and all, but- maybe, er-not in the middle of town?” Newt said, awkwardly.
“Oh right. Say, you don't think you could-?”
“Sure thing.”
Newt looked around to see if there was anyone looking, then Disapparated. After a few seconds they Apparated right in front of a building. Newt looked up in wonder at the small, simple building. What caught his eye is the name KOWALSKI painted on it. Jacob smiled triumphantly at it.
“Its not much. But it's what I've always dreamed of since I was small.”
Newt found himself at a loss for words. He continued staring, trying to register what he was seeing. He looked over at somebody walking towards them.
“Kawalski! Glad your here! Thought I'd drop by and grab some breakfast before work.”
“Not a problem Mr. Brandy! Just lemme open up and I'll get you something.” Says Jacob, who's putting a key into the locket on the door. They both walked in, Newt following.
“You know, you just can't get pastries this good anymore. And the shapes! So original! I love it!”
Newt looked over behind the counter at some of the deserts. He did a double take at what he saw. The pastries were woven and bend into forms of the beasts. There were Erumpents, Demiquises, heck, even Nifflers! That was something he did not expect to see.
“Thank you again!” Said Brandy as he walked out of the store, bag in his hand. There now a delicious aroma filling the air. Newt admired the inside of the store. It felt cozy, familiar even.
“Wow! Its so great you're here! You know, you're the whole reason this was even possible. Thanks” Jacob said.
“Oh don't mention it. Least I could do.”
“So, what brought you back to New York?”
Newt remembered Jacob didn't know he was planning to come back.
“Well, I, thought it would be nice to pay everyone a visit.”
Newt thought for a second. Despite his cleared name, he would be in serious trouble if anyone found out that he had come back with the case, and spoke with Jacob.
“Er- Well, speaking of, I best be going. Great meeting up with you again.” Newt said quickly.
“You'll be back right?” Jacob asked. His face dropping.
“Definitely.”
Newt hurried out the store, realizing he would be done for if anyone from MACUSA saw him. He quickly walked down the side walk, and discretely slipped into an alley not so far away. He went over ways he could see Tina and Queenie in his mind. Men weren't allowed at the apartment complex she stayed at, and he certainly couldn't go waltzing into MACUSA. He would need another strategy. Newt pulled out his wand, hesitating on what he was about to do. He moved it along his clothes, causing his hair and wardrobe to change dramatically. He looked at a broken mirror conveniently placed a few feet from him.
“Oh no-that won't do” He said to himself.
He repeated the motion, but this time his hair is short, with his front in a cowlick, and instead of his normal blue trench coat, he had on a plain dark gray suite and a dark blue tie. He looked again. He looked completely unrecognizable to himself, but that was probably from him never wearing his hair or clothes like what he had them. For good measure he changed his hair to a midnight black, and his eyes, a dark brown.
“Better. Now, I just need an American accent.”
Newt cleared his throat, completely forgetting how ridiculous he might look talking to himself in an alleyway.
“Hi there- oh no no. Uh, good day?- nope not that either. Afternoon! Oh, good enough. What do you guys think? Am I a convincing American?” he asked, looking down to his case. Another chirp came from the box.
“Good” He made sure to change his case from its usual brown color to a regular black suitcase.
“Well, ah, here goes nothing.” Newt said before Dissaparating then Apparating in front of the Woolworth building. Immediately he saw the man in the cloaked uniform from before. He walked up, trying not to look suspicious.
“A friend of mine wanted me to come down on regards of a wand permit. He works here.”
The guard nodded his head, opening the door. Newt walked in, hiding the excitement he felt that his plan had worked, and that they didn't ask for a name. He walked across the level, past people walking with suitcases and what-have-you. Newt bit his lower lip, which was a force of habit, as he thought of where Tina might be. Last time he had been there they went to the major investigation place, so maybe there was a minor one as well? He went out on a limb and tapped the shoulder of a person nearby.
“Excuse me, I'm looking for somebody by the name of Tina? Tina Goldstein?”
“Oh yep, level 3B just tell red you're going to see her. If he asks who sent you, tell him Pat did.” The man said. He had a very heavy Brooklyn style accent.
“Great-thank you.” Newt said in his American accent before heading off towards the elevator.
As he got there it opened, and two men in suites walked out. Newt quickly walked in.
“Level 3B please.”
“And you're here for?” The goblin asked.
“Tina Goldstein. Pat said she was on 3B” Newt said, trying to sound as though he somewhat knew his way around the place.
“Okay.”
The goblin reached up with his long stick, and pushed a button, causing the elevator to descend. Newt kept running situations that might occur when he gets down there, along with what to do in case, for instance someone was to ask for I.D.
“Here you are.”
“Thank you.” Said Newt, walking out of the elevator. He looked around for a second trying to find were the office was.
“Go down a little to your right, the office is to your left.” The Goblin said as the doors were closing.
Newt turned around to thank him again but the doors were already closed. He hurried looking out for a sign stating her name or something about the investigation team. After a little while of searching he finally saw a sign that said Investigation Office In dark, bold letters on top of the door. Newt quickly peeked in, making sure it was Tina at the desk. Sure enough, there she sat with a pile of paperwork in front of her. He knocked on the door twice.
“Come on in!” Tina shouted from inside.
Newt slowly opened the door and walked in, both nervous and thrilled to see Tina again.
“Oh, hello. What can I help you with?”
Newt breathed in quickly, at a loss for words. He had no clue what to say. He was always bad at greetings.
“Hello, Tina.” he said. Almost at once he wanted to slap himself for sounding so idiotic.
“Uh, do I know you?”
Nothing to lose now, Newt thought to himself. He sat his case down and pulled out his wand as Tina sat, completely dumbfounded. He quickly changed back his original attire, hair and eye color.
“It can't be...it cant be.” Tina said, in shock.
Newt smiled awkwardly. “Is this better?” He asked in his regular voice.
Tina stood up and slowly walked over to him, studying him very closely, as if she was making sure it was the real him. Newt looked down to the floor, unsure of what she was doing or what he should do. Without warning a small “Eeep” came from his throat as Tina enveloped him in a hug. She quickly backed off. Newt looked up at her. To his surprise she was blushing.
“Newt!” she exclaimed, as if she was trying to cover up what had just happened. “You're back! Oh this is so great! Wait. How did you get in?”
“Just a little change of clothes and careful planning.” Newt responded.
“I could barely tell it was you! The freckles almost gave it away though.”
“Dully noted.”
Tina smiled at him, but not like when they first met. This smile was similar to when they were saying goodbye. It was more of a loving, caring smile. Newt thought back to when he had stroked her hair. He never had done anything like that, but in the moment something inside of him caused him to do it. What it was exactly he had wondered about since after it happened. It made him wonder if he liked her. After being alone for so long, he wasn't sure of a lot anymore.
“So, this is your office?” Newt asked, trying to make small talk.
“Yeah. Thanks to you! I still can't thank you enough for getting me this.”
Newt rubbed the back of his neck.
“Oh I really didn't do much-”
“Sure you did! Without you, I was probably fired.”
“All I really did was just make sure they knew what you had done. That's all.”
“Either way, thanks.” Tina said, still smiling. “Oh, have you seen Jacobs bakery? Its so great he got to open it up. Queenie won't stop talking about the way he smiled at her. She keeps saying he must remember her. It makes you wonder if he remembers anything else.”
“Well, I did happen to run into him earlier- quite literally- and, he was definitely in high spirits. Especially after he realized who I was.” Newt said, looking at the books on a shelf near him.
“So he remembered you? Did you say anything?” Tina asked. Newt shook his head.
“No, not at first. Once he figured it was me, we went there. He seemed really glad to have his bakery.”
Tina went silent for a second, probably registering what she had just heard.
“Wow, That's so great. I'm so happy for him.” Tina said.
Newt nodded his head slightly, still looking at the books on the shelves, as if they were the most interesting thing in the world. He picked up a book covered in dust.
“Tales of Beedle the Bard? I didn't know I even had that.” Tina said, looking at the book in his hands.
“Wait a second” Newt said, partially to Tina and partially to himself.
“What is it? Did you find something?”
“Look at this, does this look familiar to you at all?”
Tina studied the picture closely. It was a triangle, with a circle inside accompanied by a line going down the middle.
“Yeah, its the that symbol from the tale of the three brothers isn't it?”
Newt looked from the book, staring at nothing as he concentrated. He had seen that from somewhere before.
“Credence” Newt whispered. Tina looked at him puzzled.
“What?”
“Credence, he had a necklace with this symbol on it, did he not?”
“I'm not sure, I never really looked.”
“I'm sure he did.”
“I never saw him with it on.”
“Maybe he didn't have it before.”
Both thought for a second, thinking about possible ways he could of got it.
“I think I've got it” Tina said, snapping her fingers. “Graves- I mean- Grindlewald, had met him around the same time he started wearing it, maybe he gave it to him?”
“Whats even more intriguing, is what he said to me before he was taken away. He said, “Will we die, just a little?” I never really understood what it meant, but perhaps it had something to do with the symbol.” Newt said, turning the book in his hands.
“Well, my shift is almost over, weekdays I have most of the day off, so why don't we head to my house and we can try figuring it out?”
“Sounds good.” Newt took out his wand again, changing back to the way he had looked when he came out. Tina couldn't help but stare, knowing it was still him, but never seeing him look so different.
“You know, you look very nice in a suite.”
Tina immediately wanted to take back the comment. Newt turned around to face her, somewhat surprised at the comment, he didn't show it though.
“Oh, er- well, thank you.” He replied.
“We should try making it look like were not together.” Tina said hastily. Newt felt dumb for immediately thinking she had meant something else at first.
“You go now and wait for me in the alley, I'll meet you there after my shift ends in a few minutes.” Tina said finally.
“Right.” Newt said before Disapparating. Right on time the door opened, revealing a man in a suite.
“Goldstein? Talking to yourself?” He asked walking in.
“Oh!” Tina said, caught off guard but thankful he didn't see Newt. She quickly recovered.
“I tend to do that when I'm working Mr. Berliner. Busy day in your office?”
Berliner shook his head rolling his eyes.
“Not in the least bit. I'm guessing yours way just as bland.”
“Yes.”
“Not much has been going on since that fellow with the case full of monsters shown up you know?”
Tina went rigid at the sentence.
“Well, I guess I'm calling it a day. I'll catch you later Goldstein.”
“See you later, Pat.”
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(A/N) Hi guys! Well, Yay! Newt and Tina Reunited! (I'm sorry it wasn't a more touching moment, I'm waiting for the right time.). I'm a shipper of Tewt, and Jaqueenie. For now, I'm trying to think of heart touching moments (I have some, don't worry) *Cue evil laugh and creepy hand rubbing... But anyways, I hope you liked it! Please comment (I'll reply)! I would really love some feedback. I don't get any, how am I doing? Anything you want to see? I can't know what you want if you don't tell me!