“Little Did I Know”
HELLO I AM BACK!!!
After a long *long* hiatus, I have finally recollected my inspiration and I am back in time to celebrate our favorite *Academy Award Winning* movie with my man Mr. Scamander!
AU: Hogwarts (bcuz I’m trash for a school AU)
Word Count: 1333 (sorry kiddos I had a lot to write)
Warnings: So sweet you might get diabetes (also contains a timeline jump)
Without fuuuuurther ado!
You stuffed your potions paperwork back into your briefcase, brushing your bangs out of your eyes and recollecting your thoughts. There was no clock in the Hufflepuff common room, but you didn’t need one to know it was late. Much later than a third year like yourself should be staying up. Yet here you were. And you know what could make you feel a hell of a lot better now? That fluffy brown hair. Those freckles and that wide goofy grin. You could listen to that boy all day. You could…
No, you willed your thoughts to halt, and clapped your hands down on the desk.
“No…” you swiftly pulled out the next set of paperwork, banishing any thoughts that weren’t related to polyjuice potions and proper cauldron cleaning.
You would often get on Newt for forgetting to clean his cauldron. He, of course, would assure you there was nothing to be worried about.
And it would blow up in his face every time. Quite literally.
You smiled fondly.
“Sporting a grin I see, may I ask why?” you hear that all too familiar voice call.
“Newt” you yelp in surprise, the papers you were holding were suddenly airborne.
“That’s me. May I ask, what are you still doing awake?” his puppy dog eyes squinted in concern. “It’s well past midnight”
“Is it? Why I haven’t even finished studying! This is all your fault anyway, for keeping me up with those fascinating drawings of yours” You giggled in an attempt to wipe the worry off his face, but somehow your hysteria seemed to frighten him even more.
What? It’s not like you were drun-
“(Y/N) we have a big potions test tomorrow, the time for cramming has come and past.”
“You see Mister Scamander, there will always be a time for cramming” His smile widened, causing your’s too as well. Damn, this boy’s charisma was infectious.
“While I find our debates quite amusing, I’m afraid your well being must come first. Now go to sleep” He began to bend over and pick the discarded potions papers off the floor, most of which were either blank or covered in red marks. He studied one of your papers closely, eyebrows furrowed and nose scrunched. You couldn’t help but stare at how his eyes always maintained its light, even at God-knows-when at night.
“Why have you never asked me for help? (Y/N), we’re in this class together, how did I not know you were struggling?” Your attention was suddenly turned to the crisp paper in his hands, dread filling every crevice in your body.
“Oh my God I’m going to fail…” the realization dawned on you.
“Oh my God oh my God I’m going to stay at Hogwarts ‘till I’m thirty” you gathered your hair in your fists, staring off into nowhere in particular. “Newt I’m going to throw myself off the Astronomy tower.”
He suddenly rushed over to you, sensing your panic, and wrapped his warm hands around your wrists, trying to whisper any words of comfort. But you refused to meet his gaze.
“No, (Y/N), you’re not going to fail. It’s only one exam, you’re going to be fine. We are going to graduate and travel the world together. You, me, and who knows what else?! Maybe we’ll find a Niffler, how cool would that be? (Y/N) Look at me” You smile fondly at your best friend’s words, and turned your head in his direction easily.
“Maybe tomorrow won’t go so brilliantly, but I promise you will get a perfect score on the next exam. We will study for hours, just you and me, how does that sound? All you need is rest. Can you do that for me?” Your eyes wander down to Newt’s hands, still entrapping your wrists in the gentlest of grips.
“You always know what to say, Newt”
“I’ll take that as a yes. Now, I would carry you to your bed but I’m afraid that involves trespassing to places with cooties.” You let out a soft ‘pffft’ and ruffle his curly hair, making his freckled cheeks blush in embarrassment.
“Alright alright, only if you get to sleep too. That reminds me…why were you up Mr. Scamander at such an ungodly hour?” He pauses.
“I was…thinking” he admits, tilting his head to the side like a dog.
“About things. The future, our future, really.” Your sleep deprived mind was suddenly picked with curiosity.
“Our future? Tell me Newt, what lies in our future?” There was that grin again, and he ducked his head to hide his teeth.
“All the places we would visit. I was thinking we could start with Japan. I heard Occamies are native to the land, but I doubt we’d be able to find any.”
“Nonsense” you replied, your mind in a bit of a haze.
“I bet we’ll find a whole family with your luck! I can’t wait.”
“Yes, all of that is waiting for us if you go to sleep and not fail third year potions.” He then leaned down and pressed a kiss against your forehead, making your entire face heat up.
“You’re an asshole” you tease, attempting to swipe at him, but he was already up and out of the way.
“Goodnight (Y/N)” he called once again before disappearing up the staircase, leaving you with nothing but a dreamy feeling and a blush as red as a lobster.
You did end up lugging yourself to your bed half an hour later, instantly falling asleep as your head hit the pillow.
And you dreamed…
And you dreamed about Japan.
And you dreamed about Newt.
-Four Years Later-
“Newt! Come on we’re going to miss the train!” You called to your boyfriend as he scurried down the platform, his ridiculous blue coat and Hufflepuff scarf flapping in the wind.
“I’m coming! I’m coming don’t leave without me!” He finally caught up to you and the luggage, sweat visibly forming under his curly brown bangs.
You couldn’t help the smile widening across your face.
“And he crosses the finish line with two minutes to spare!” you exclaim, lifting his arm in the air in a display of victory.
“Stop that, people are looking” he blushed as he pulled his arm back down, looking around at the many pairs of eyes resting on the two of you.
“Oh that’s probably because of your ridiculous blue coat. I begged you not to buy that, you’re going to stick out of Japan like a sore thumb” you thumb the sleeve of his new woolen garb. He then proceeded to pout and rub his arm self consciously.
“I thought it looked dashing”
You reach for his shoulders and raise yourself onto your toes, planting a small kiss on his cheek.
“Of course you look dashing, I was only teasing. Besides, you’ll match the Occamies”
He scoffed, averting his eyes from you to the newly arrived train, a blush forming around his freckles.
“I doubt we’ll find any.”
“Nonsense, I bet we’ll even find an entire family with your luck!” His eyes suddenly brightened with a sense of recognition.
“Well that sounds familiar. Didn’t you say that to me four years ago when you were cramming like mad for a portions test?” You nod, blushing like an idiot.
Oh, you remember that night.
“Yes, I recall you gave me a kiss that night and gushed about our future.”
“Something like that…” he trailed off, staring off into the distance like he was remembering something. Your placed your hand under his chin, tilting his face down to meet your gaze, and you smiled so wide your eyes crinkled at the sides.
“I remember you said we would go to Japan together. Little did you know ‘together’ meant more that you thought”
“Little did I know…” he repeated, his eyes filled with something you couldn’t describe with anything but love.
“Now come on love, we have a train to catch”