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Imagine: Newt Scamander x Reader {Pt. 2}

Originally posted by wickedpotterpictures


So, I had a request for a part two of “Imagine: Newt Scamander collecting all of his released beasts and runs into you, a stranger, only to find that Pickett has been suddenly spooked and leapt into your hair…” Walp, here it is!

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{Y/N} couldn’t believe it–was he really that interested in her as she was in him? Was he unwaveringly serious when he had said, “Another time then, {Y/N}”? Whatever he felt, it didn’t matter at the moment–{Y/N} was just too thrilled to see the outlandish man again.

“Good day, {Y/N},” the frizzy haired curiosity greeted her as she dined outside of the restaurant for lunch, sipping on a cool glass of lemonade. At first, she didn’t know what to say, after all being too awed at the coincidence of a second meeting, and the fact that she just couldn’t seem to squeeze out a word when she met eyes with him. It was as though she were studying him in that one second–making sure that it was him. Judging by the eyes illuminated with a certain glow, and the lips pulled snugly against his teeth as if holding back a childlike grin, it was undoubtedly Newt Scamander.

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