Imagine Newt Scamander rescuing Borrowers from both Wizard and human homes; both species generally view them as pests (wizards) or think they’re some kind of pest, mistaking them for rodents or bugs due to food being taken (humans). Newt poses as an “exterminator” so that he can gain access to these homes and gather up Borrowers who are willing to leave, so that they have a safe home in his case.
You pelted through the empty
hallways of Hogwarts at full speed, barely aware of the tears that stung your
cheeks; all you were aware of was your need to find Newt. Fortunately, most
other students were in classes and the ones that weren’t seemed to be elsewhere,
leaving the hallways clear for your search. You had been heading to class when
you’d heard the ghosts talking of what could be Newt’s expulsion, and although
you didn’t know what had caused it, you were resolute in your need to stop it
“Ooooooh. Lookie what we have
here, a student out of class, my, my, that is naughty now isn’t it.” The
puckish voice of Peeves the Poltergeist resounded around you. “It would be a
shame if a teacher found you.”
“Peeves!” You exclaimed agitatedly.
“I don’t have time for you right now, I have to find-”
“That ickle snot Newt-y.” Peeves
flew through a disgruntled painting, hovering in front of you.
“Do you know where he is?”
Peeves laughed derisively at your
request for help, “Ickle Newt is getting the boot.”
Anger flared inside you, “Ugh,
enough of this, where is he?”
“I could tell you or I could call
the teachers because a certain student is skipping classes.”
“You can’t do that.”
“I can do anything I want and no
little snot nose is going to stop me.” Peeves cupped his hands over his mouth,
ready to holler until a teacher came.
The poltergeist inspected you maliciously,
waiting for your last words before making good on his promise.
“I know where the caretaker hid
an entire supply of dung bombs and Filibuster fireworks, if you tell me where
Newt is, I’ll tell you where those are, deal?”
Peeves flashed a wicked grin,
“Troublesome Newt-y boy is in your common room, your turn.”
“Caretaker hid the stuff in the
staff room coat cupboard, I saw when I was last there.”
Peeves didn’t bother with you any
further, he flew away through the walls, clearly eager to cause further mayhem.
You meanwhile, headed straight for the common room, hoping that Peeves had kept
his end of the bargain and told the truth.
Much to your relief, Newt was
indeed in the common room, he had taken to wearing his everyday robes, and his
suitcase was at his feet as he whispered comforting words to the Augurey’s
inside; the two of you had taken to hiding the bird’s in the case when you
found that they wailed before rainfall.
“Now, now babies, it’s okay,
mummies right here, no need to worry.” Newt whispered soothingly into the case.
“Newt.” You approached, he jolted
in shock, turning to face you with doleful eyes.
“Tell me it isn’t true Newt, tell
me the ghosts are wrong and you haven’t been expelled.”
“I… I can’t.”
“Why? What happened? I don’t
“(Y/N), please don’t make this
harder. I- I don’t really want to say how this happened… it was more of an
unfortunate event really and, well, now I have to face the consequences.”
“No. Look, I can go to the
headmaster, I can tell him you didn’t do anything, I can-”
“Dumbledore already tried that
and he’s a teacher, I don’t think there’s anything else to do now.”
Frustration gnawed at you due to
the helpless situation, “We can’t just accept this.”
“What else is there to do?”
Fresh tears blurred your vision,
you closed the gap between yourself and Newt, gripping him in a tight hug as
your tears soaked his shirt. Newt was left speechless, he had seen you cry
before but never at his expense. He fought his own tears, all the while
stroking your hair and kissing the top of your head for what could be the last
time; he had already settled on the fact that once he left Hogwarts you would
forget the childish romance you had shared and move on to somebody else…
After your hideous sobs subsided
into minor weeping, you managed to speak through shaky breaths, “Are they going
to destroy your wand?”
“No, Dumbledore convinced the
ministry to apprentice me for two years; so long as I do everything they say,
I’ll be free to keep my wand.”
“So, you’re stuck here… What
about travelling though? It’s your dream.”
“I will travel… just after my
apprenticeship. For now, I suppose I should lay low and follow orders… It could
You pulled away slightly to look
at Newt, “Promise me something.”
Newt searched your face, his brow
“Promise… Promise you’ll wait for
“What?! No. (Y/N), that’s mad. Y-Y-You’ll
have m-moved on with your life by th-then. F-found someone else to be with.”
You shook your head, “No… not
after everything we’ve been through. Newt, I- I love you.”
Newt really did want to cry now,
he had fantasised so often of you saying those words in dreams of dates,
meeting parents, and marriage; they all rotated around those three words. Yet
now you were saying them, he felt selfish for stealing them, as if you were
only saying them because he had prevented you from meeting someone else.
He let go of you, pushing you
away gently, “N-no (Y/N), there are m-millions of other p-people for y-you-”
“Millions of people but only one
you. You’re all I want Newt… please wait for me.”
“I- I’m sor-”
“Newton Artemis Fido Scamander,”
Your voice still cracked when speaking, “I love you.”
Newt quivered at hearing his name
in full. While he would’ve argued further he was incapable of doing so as your
lips crashed against his. Newt still held no hope of retaining your love,
however, with your soft lips against his, he couldn’t resist the idea that you
could want him, even if it would fade after he left.
“I love you too.” He murmured,
after pulling away from you once more.
“So, you’ll wait?”
The two of you stood for a while,
content in the silence until disturbed by the clearing of a throat behind you.
You turned to see Professor Dumbledore at the barrel entrance, it was the first
time you’d ever seen him in black robes and without his usual smile; it was
disconcerting knowing he was there to escort Newt out of Hogwarts.
“Excuse my interruption,”
Dumbledore spoke solemnly, “but alas the time has come for Mr Scamander to
leave Hogwarts. However, seeing as nobody else is here to notice my arrival, I
will give to two of you five more minutes to say your goodbye’s. Mr Scamander,
I will wait outside the common room, I’m sorry it has come to this.”
Dumbledore left as swiftly as he
had entered, giving the two of you a final moment as promised.
Newt faced you once more, “I
suppose this is-”
“Wait- Before you speak, I have
to give you Steve and Lucy.” You referred to the Augureys that had marked you
as their mother on the night of the Christmas ball.
“What? (Y/N) no, they’re your-”
“I know but we can’t split up a
family Newt, besides, they’re old enough to be away from me and they know you.
I don’t want to do this but I just know they’ll be found here without your case
and then what’ll happen? They’ll be thrown out of the castle where they won’t
survive because they’re hand reared.”
Newt thought through your
reasoning, it was true that his case hid their mournful wails that announced
the arrival of rain, “Are you sure?”
“I trust you to take care of our
children Newt. Give it two years and I’ll be back for them, then we can travel
the world and learn about everything else, just like we planned. Wait a sec and
I’ll get them from my room.”
Newt nodded, hoping silently that
you would take forever so he could delay saying goodbye. While he waited, he
examined the common room that he used to be so uncomfortable with, now it held
memories of the two of you after all the other students went to bed. There was
the desk that you always treated his injuries at, the fireplace where the two
of you would complete homework on cold nights, the sofa where you often rested
on him, and the dormitory doors where you would kiss him goodnight before
returning to your own room. A bittersweet blush crept to his cheeks, although
you hadn’t accepted that it was goodbye for good, he had; a lot could change in
two years and while he would wait for you as promised, he still held no hope
that you would be there at the end.
Two years later, true to his
word, Newt stood awkwardly outside the Leaky Cauldron waiting for you. He had
never been surrounded by so many muggles before but he remained in the
uncomfortable situation in-case you couldn’t find him in the unusually crowded
pub; apparently, some team or other had won the Quidditch world cup and wizards
all over the country were celebrating as a result.
In the time since his expulsion
Newt had avoided seeing you so he wouldn’t accidentally let slip how much he
hated his job in the ministry. Besides, although he thought of you daily, he
worried that if he saw you again he would find himself in the same place he had
been on the day he had to say goodbye; despite the fact that he was ready to be
done with love, it certainly wasn’t done with him.
You waded through the London
crowds, eager to get to the Leaky Cauldron where you could finally reunite with
Newt. During your time at Hogwarts, you often sent him letters to tell him how
things were going and ask how he and the Augureys were doing; you rarely got
responses which led you to wonder if he had received any of the letters. The
pub’s front was only a few feet in front of you, you broke into a huge grin
when you saw the unmistakable form of Newt, he had grown much since leaving,
but there was still no mistaking his wavy, honey hair and cumbersome posture;
what really made you smile was that he still sported the black bow-tie you had
As if he felt himself being
watched, Newt turned his gaze to you before shaking his head, looking away, and
doing a double take. He tilted his head to the side, searching your face as you
made your way over; he had never seen you in muggle clothes before, they made
you look different… amazing even.
“No Newt.” He reprimanded himself wordlessly, “(S)he’s here out of courtesy to say how foolish we were and that we’re
not going to travel together anymore. I’m going to be alone… again. That’s okay
though right? People find me annoying anyway, I wouldn’t want to drag (Y/N)
down; it’s not like we’re kids in Hogwarts anymore.”
“Newt,” You ran over excitedly,
pulling him into an all too familiar hug, “Man, I missed you.”
Newt remained ridged in your
arms, his hands hovered uncertainly behind your back, clearly unsure of whether
to return the hug. “(Y-Y/N).” He stuttered, suddenly feeling unprepared; he
hadn’t expected the same warm reception that you had always given him at
You let go, realising how strange
it must have felt for him, after all it had been a long time for you to be apart.
“Wanna go somewhere? We can go wherever you want, I know you don’t care for
people too much.”
“R-right um, I have a r-room in
the L-leaky Cauldron, can we t-talk up there?”
“Sure, so long as I get to see my
Augureys, you better have taken good care of them.” You winked, proceeding to
follow him in.
The room that Newt had acquired
was shabbier than expected, fitting in completely with the image the Leaky
Cauldron upheld; from the looks of it you wondered if Newt had even slept in it
at all, it appeared unused.
“I um, was going to w-wait till
later to s-show you this but the Augureys- yes, the A-Augureys are this way.”
Newt opened his case on the
floor, stepping inside and motioning for you to follow before disappearing. You
complied, keen to see the creatures you had so sorely missed. Upon reaching the
bottom of the case’s ladder your eyes were agog at the work Newt had done
inside the case. There was now a wooden room with a cot, desk, and shelf which
was empty except for a few common potion ingredients.
You examined the cot, “Is this
“I’ve been staying? Y-yes, I um
didn’t want the Augureys to get too lonely so…”
“Did you build all of this?”
At your apparent enthusiasm, Newt
felt able to speak with more confidence just like he used to. It was like he
was slipping into an old routine, “Yes, I also added a room for the Augureys so
they can fly in the rain.”
“That’s incredible, and your
desk, that’s where-”
“Where I can write my book, and
do my research.”
“Excuse you, I think you mean our
“Okay sure, I’ll admit that
you’re the brains behind this but I didn’t forget what you’ve taught me and I
expect that I’ll be doing a fair bit of research too when we leave.”
“I don’t- um, we?”
“Yeah, you remember right? I said
wait for me, I presumed since you’re here today that you wanted to travel
together like we always said… unless you don’t and I’m in the way right now.”
“N-no, it’s just- I mean it’s-
Why haven’t you moved on?”
A poignant smile reached your
face at Newt’s clear distress, you placed a comforting hand on his shoulder,
“Look, I get that you’ve probably moved on from me and I get that we can’t be
in the same place we were but… Well, it doesn’t change the fact that I still
believe in you and in your work. Back in school, you inspired me Newt, I’ll
never forget the night we spent in a storm protecting my- our children, or the
passion in your eyes when you spoke about where you would go first. I want to
be a part of that, if you’ll let me.”
“…I want that too.” He murmured.
“Can you really live your life camping and never knowing what’s coming next
“That’s what’ll make life an
You reached up to caress Newt’s
cheek, he had come intimately close to you without noticing. At your touch, he
didn’t freeze or pull away, instead he gazed down at you with the dawning
realisation that he most definitely still loved you and from the way you were
standing there was a chance that you felt the same. While he wasn’t ready to be
as forward as before, he now held the hope that your work together would bring
you close again; it would certainly provide plenty of opportunities, so long as
he could work up the courage once again.
It makes a lot of sense, especially if you take into account that I frequently deal in families of circumstance and found families (to me, the two aren’t always the same thing, and I work with a mix of the two). The hugest revelation in here is the Raphael (CoT ‘Verse) -> Hannibal Chau (Anthology) -> Victor Zsasz (WYFIR) parallel, because it is the one set through which I would never have connected the dots. That Raphael is the same archetype as the other two guys blows my mind, but you’re 100% correct! Maybe it’s that he’s one of my OCs; I’m less likely to consciously assign archetypes to them than I am to pre-existing characters in the various media I work with.
A sharp ringing filled your ears as you opened your eyes slowly, your vision slightly blurry as you looked around in confusion.
You seemed to be in some sort of cell underground, as you could see what looked like a dimly lit carver, that had cells on the surrounding walls.
Your body screamed in pain as you sat up gingerly, and when you tried to stand, you realised you were chained up to the wall behind you.
“Damn it…” you groaned, tugging at the chains, but wincing as your body protested. Your vision began to clear.
Panic started to fill you as you looked around again, eyes sweeping the cells and fear flooded you as you realised you were the only one down here for as far as the eye can see.
‘How long have i been down here?’ you wondered, slumping back against the wall in defeat.
“HELLO?!” You yelled, before listening to see if there was a reply. There wasn’t. You closed your eyes as you felt your heart sink as you realised nobody would hear you from where you were. But you were wrong.
Newton Geiszler and His Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Interns by cambion and casdere
Newt/Hermann | G | 8488 words
“I know, it’s all a bit silly,” he admits.
“You always get a bit silly about your crushes, yeah?” She teases easily, and Hermann nearly spits out his mouthful of soup. Jasmine gives him another concerned look, but he waves her away.
“Vanessa, can you please not,” he hisses under his breath, and she laughs with the phone pulled away from her face, sounding like distant bells, and he feels taken back to high school, and remembers the fumbling idiocy of his crush on her, and knows immediately she is right, and he ought to give up the fight. He has a crush, an honest to God crush, and at his age! He knows, surely, it started with his fascination of the man’s intellect, but he also knows how quickly and easily he was drawn into his off-kilter charisma, as well.
or: hermann and newt are college professors, newt is working on his sixth doctorate, hermann is nursing a nasty crush, and i fit way too much into one chapter
Tagged as: Professor AU
Check Outs by AxolotlQueen
Newt/Hermann | G | 18,039 words
Hermann Gottlieb is living a peaceful, slightly boring life as the only librarian in a small town full of strange characters, when one day a new resident moves into a town - a slightly familiar, slightly cute, short guy calling himself Newt…who seems to be flirting with him?
Basically, my friends, if you want to see Hermann wearing lots of cardigans, this is the story for you
Tagged as: Librarian AU My notes: Not a whole lot actually happens in this story, but it’s the first in a series and librarian Hermann is perfect.
Dummkopf by bilbobagginshield
Newt/Hermann | G | 1907 words
Newt’s mom has been hounding her about being single, like it’s an actual thing to be worried about what with the apocalypse really fucking nigh. Seriously, mom? Grandkids? The only thing that will be spawning anytime soon is another kaiju from the Breach. Anyway, Newt sort of tells her that she’s dating Hermann, for some reason. Just to get her off her back or whatever. But it doesn’t matter, because Hermann totally hates her. And she totally hates Hermann, too…right? Well if Hermann didn’t hate her before, she must now after seeing Newt tell her mom they were a thing in the Drift. Newt has never seen Hermann so mad and–oh.
Tagged as: Female Newt, Female Hermann
Chalk It Up To Love by patster223
Newt/Hermann | G | 4085 words
Newt replaced all of Hermann’s white pieces of chalk with pink ones. Or: the one in which chalk is a form of courtship, Hermann is head-over-heels, and somehow the entire Shatterdome gets involved.
Best/Worst by Trill
Newt/Hermann | PG-13 | 12,435 words
Being bitten by a werewolf was the best worst thing to ever happen to Newton Geiszler.
Tagged as: Werewolf AU
Too Much by tessalyn
Newt/Hermann | PG-13 | 22,546 words
Hermann does not and will not find the ex-neuroscientist-now-barista attractive. That’s not a thing he’s going to do, he’s going to go back to his office and deal with whatever woes his grad students have concocted today.
Tagged as: Coffee Shop AU
We’re Revolutionaries Now by AxolotlQueen
Newt/Hermann | PG-13 | 4240 words
One really shouldn’t attempt to cut one’s own hair.
(Or, Hermione Gottlieb gives herself a bad haircut and Newton Geiszler helps out.)
Tagged as: Female Newt, Female Hermann
It’s All in the Hands of a Lazy Projector by patster223
Newt/Hermann | PG-13 | 10,589 words
Hermann is cursed as a child so that he may never remember anyone he meets. Theoretically, this should make falling in love impossible, but then he meets (and meets and meets and meets) Newton Geiszler.
Tagged as: Magical Realism AU My notes: So. Good.
How to Train Your Kaiju by psikeval
Newt/Hermann | PG-13 | 21,754 words
“You don’t wanna hurt me,” he repeats, and steps forward, holding out his hand. My notes: Love the worldbuilding and spot-on characterization, this is so fucking fantastic, seriously. Perfectly balanced between plot & interesting things & focus on the Newt/Hermann relationship. Loved the architect and Newt’s interactions with EVERYONE. SO GOOD. Will reread many times.
Lorenz Attractor by beastofthesky
Newt/Hermann | PG-13 | 5983 words
It takes two more days for you to finally throw in the fucking towel because you hate the silence and in the past year, between two Shatterdomes and too many kaiju attacks, you’ve started to love the pointless bickering. My notes: I liked how Vanessa’s relationship with Hermann was handled/explained in this.
Portrait. by VictoryCandescence
Newt/Hermann | PG-13 | 6732 words We all know about Becket and Mori, the Last Rangers of Hong Kong and the late Marshall Stacker Pentecost. But Doctors Hermann Gottlieb and Newton Geiszler might be two you haven’t heard about until now. And when you hear their story, you’ll wonder how it ever stayed a secret for so long. My notes: Loved the format and pitch perfect characterization.
Feels Like Reckless Driving by lakehymn
Newt/Hermann | PG-13 | 5299 words
“Did you just say I’m right about something?” Newton asks, feigning shock. Then he lightheartedly elbows Hermann in the ribs and adds, “I always knew you loved me.”
The thing between us by Signe_chan
Newt/Hermann | PG-13 | 2543 words
Hermann was ill. Not, like, the feeling kind of terrible after a hard night partying but you can work through it kind of ill but the sitting at his computer for thirty minutes with his head in his hand, not moving kind of ill.
Your Fingerprints Inside My Head by mithrel
Newt/Hermann | PG-13 | 4489 words
After the Shatterdome shuts down Newt is lonely, so he takes to emailing a certain crotchety mathematician, who doesn’t mind so much. My notes: Oh, Hermann.
King of the Night by Skull_Bearer
Newt/Hermann | R | 25,675 words
Hermann Gottlieb is the most promising dancer in L'Opera de Paris, until a tragic accident robs him of his career. Now he must remake himself as a singer within the Opera, aided only be a mysterious presence known only as ‘the Ghost’, who seems to have his own reasons for seeing Hermann succeed. A Pacific Rim/Phantom of the Opera fusion.
Tagged as: Phantom of the Opera AU My notes: Part of me wishes this was 20k longer.
This Is Not Your Skin by SG1SamFan
Newt/Hermann | R | 2150 words
Five-year-old Newt blinks at his reflection in the mirror, tracing the backwards letters over his heart with the tip of his right index finger. H-E-R-M-A-N-N. A strong German name, his father says with approval. Newt doesn’t fully understand until later what the mark means.
Tagged as: Soulmate/Magical Realism AU My notes: I love the way Newt’s tattoos fit into this verse.
Self-Destruct by pinkmoon
Newt/Hermann | R | 6576 words
“He learns how to never be wrong. He learns how to be indispensable. He realizes it makes him unstoppable.
Newton Geiszler is one tick away from self-destructing for the rest of his life.”
A character study of Newt’s lifetime of risky behavior and predilection for taking risks of the “rock star” sort, and the one relationship that kept him from falling apart. (Spanning many years, continents, arguments, and accidents, but landing, unexpectedly, in a happy ending.)
Multivariable Metonymy by jjtaylor
Newt/Hermann | R | 4717 words
Newt really thinks a post-Drift neural link should bypass all this messy talking stuff. My notes: Love the language in this.
This Sun Can’t Set Just Yet by priellan
Newt/Hermann | NC-17 | 18,453 words
Hermann Gottlieb doesn’t want the world to end just yet - he’s only two hundred years old, after all. But being an immortal in a finite world is more difficult than he thought it would be, especially when a certain Dr. Geiszler decides to step into his life.
Tagged as: Vampire AU My notes: I want to say a thing but I don’t want to spoil anything so argh.
Progressing to Flight by patster223
Newt/Hermann | NC-17 | 21,906 words
Newt was beginning to realize that there were certain intricacies to navigate when you’re a wizard suddenly out of a job and experiencing an existential crisis. Luckily, these were things that could be solved by: traveling the world with his Muggle boyfriend, letting his tattoos finally roam where they pleased, eating Bertie Bott’s Every Flavour Beans, showing off his dragons, thinking about flight, and maybe even falling a bit more in love with one Hermann Gottlieb.
Tagged as: AU My notes: A sequel to Magic and Progress Do Not Speak As Loud As My Heart, where Newt is a wizard.
Among Mountains by cypress_tree
Newt/Hermann | NC-17 | 27,244 words
As a symbol of peace between their warring lands, Hermann’s father, king of the sea kingdom, marries him off to Newt, prince of the mountain kingdom. Hermann learns to ride a dragon, enchants a suit of armor, and falls a little in love with his husband. (Inspired by Iraya’s arranged royal marriage AU)
Tagged as: Dragon AU
Striker Eureka Cafe by AxolotlQueen
Newt/Hermann | NC-17 | 168,952 words
Herc runs a cafe with a weird name. Chuck is tiny and bratty. Hermann works there. Newt flirts with him a lot and makes questionable choices. Tendo is sassy and not Newt’s sidekick. Mako is tiny and not to be fucked with. Stacker wears suits and is the only exception to Herc’s distrust of anyone in suits. Raleigh and Yancy might show up eventually.
Axolotl jokes and flirting ensues.
Tagged as: Coffee Shop AU, University AU My notes: When reading, plan on going straight from Some Things Just Make Sense to Your Heart Inside My Chest unless you want to be sad about life for a while.
One-Week Rule by irisbleufic
Newt/Hermann | NC-17 | 5250 words Somebody’s got a stick up his theoretical vortex. Starting this off with a bang?
A Propensity for Sleep by JPWard
Newt/Hermann | NC-17 | 6346 words
A progression of Hermann and Newt’s relationship presented through vignettes featuring sleep. My notes: Slight warning for this one, I guess - normally I rec things with 100% happy OTP endings, but the end of this one is kinda open to interpretation. My personal interpretation is… not optimistic. But it’s very well written and I do like it very much so: reccing it.
Parallax / Perihelion by irisbleufic
Newt/Hermann | NC-17 | 9720 words Parallax—the apparent displacement of an observed object due to a change in the position of the observer; from the Greek, παράλλαξις (“alteration”). / Perihelion—the point in the orbit of an asteroid, comet, planet, or other celestial body where it is nearest to the sun (again from the Greek, περιήλιο). My notes: In case it wasn’t already apparent, just read everything irisbleufic writes. Seriously. Do it. You will not regret it.
A Little Kindness Goes a Long Way by patster223
Newt/Hermann | NC-17 | 4014 words
Newt liked to purposefully annoy Hermann in order to get rough sex. Which worked out great, until Hermann found out about it and decided to punish Newt by giving him excruciatingly nice sex.
Anthology by irisbleufic
Newt/Hermann, others | NC-17 | 153,240 words
And there is a phone number scrawled along the bottom of the photograph in Hermann’s erratic handwriting, followed by the parenthetical (IN CASE). In case the world ends? Newton wonders, and it’s then that he realizes he hasn’t been breathing for several seconds and oh my God his hands are shaking. In case I never make it through the Academy and in case we never make it to that stupid conference two years from now, which, by the way, I will not let you back out of, dude, not on your life? In case of break-ups and snow and all other manner of inclement weather? My notes: Appearing for the third time is as many PR rec lists I’ve done… read it, seriously.
Behind the Scenes // Selfies of G Squad Meetup Day 4!!
PJO, Maze Runner, and Mauraders~
Will Solace | Newt | Remus Lupin : Me // Saber
Nico di Angelo | Ciel Phantomhive | Sirius Black : tinygayitalian
Annabeth Chase | Teresa | James Potter : Julia
Minho : tsukkumi
Thomas : wyvernwolf
Photographer : yuuidflourite