Character: Newt Scamander
“I’m personally offended that you accepted that solo mission when you knew that you’d be away from me for four months.”
A/n: Super pleased with this one :D
“You never mentioned to me that you were leaving for four months.” Newt said, holding up the letter that the Ministry had sent to you, requesting your talent to investigate Grindelwald’s escape.
Newt looked down at the letter, eyes skimming over the scrawled and curling ink painfully. “And is says here that you’ve accepted.”
You sighed heavily, eyes falling shut as you felt the oncoming storm arriving. “I didn’t know how to bring it up to you.”
Newt folded up the letter and tossed it to the side. “Well now seems like a wonderful time to talk about it.”
You leaned against the kitchen counter, warm teacup in your hands as you tried to find the right way to tell him. “It’s the biggest case I’ll probably get to work on, and they want my talents specifically.”
“Yes, and it’s also investigating one of the most dangerous dark wizards that’s out there.” Newt countered, folding his arms as he stared at you unhappily.
“I’ve done several dangerous cases before what’s the difference?” You argued, setting down your tea before it sloshed all over the floors you had just cleaned.
“This difference is Gellert Grindelwald!” Newt exclaimed, his voice raising louder than you’d ever heard it.
“And the difference is you are in actual potential of getting seriously hurt or killed.” He added on, much more quietly than his last outburst.
You let out another sigh, eyes falling upon the window were you could see stormclouds beginning to formulate in the once blue sky.
“Newt, I’m an auror, this is what I do.” You tried explaining again, keeping the level head.
“I know that.” He said, moving from the table to stand infront of you. “But did you seriously think I would react well to you being away from me for four months, let alone doing something like this?”
“No…” You admitted, looking off to the side. “To be fair though, you have left me on my own to go chasing after dragons and Merlin knows what other ferocious creatures.”
“I can tame those creatures, my love. I know how to control the situation, you won’t be able to do the same.” Newt said, and you could see the worry stirring in his eyes as he thought of every possible bad ending.
“Four months isn’t that long.” You said, reaching up to gently brush a curl out of his eyes. “Four months and then I’ll be right back.”
“The amount of times I’ve heard that sort of thing said followed by a tragedy could could fill the Pacific ocean.” Newt said as he took your hand in his.
“I worry for you, my darling.” Newt said as he focused on your hand. “Being an auror is immensely dangerous, and knowing that it could be weeks to months before I even hear that you’ve been hurt is, completely unbearable for me.”
“And I’ve managed rather well up until then haven’t I?” You asked him, smiling ever so slightly whenever he nodded. “So don’t worry so much.”
Newt moved to nuzzle his face into neck, resting his forehead upon your shoulder.
You stood there, stroking the back of his hair as you knew it always calmed him. “If I could promise you that nothing will happen, I would. But you and I both know there is always a possibility.” You said softly to him.
“Yes, I know.” He said, lifting his head to look down at you.
“So if it gives you any solace, pretend like it’s all going to be okay until you hear from me or until I come home.” You told him, trying to give him any sort of comfort, no matter how small.
“But know that I’m very capable of taking care of myself, and that I will be surrounded by just as skilled wizards and witches. We don’t even know if anything’s there, I could very well go and look at destroyed castle debris for four months and do nothing but complain about it.”
That drew a laugh from Newt. “I can only hope.”
You smiled, gently stroking his cheek. “There’s that smile.” You said to him. “That is the kind of attitude I want you to keep while I’m away, I won’t have you moping about, and that’s an order.”
Newt raised his hand in a salute. “Yes, ma'am.”
You laughed at his antics. “See, this won’t be that hard. And in four months, I’ll be right back here. Safe and sound in your arms.”
Newt placed a small kiss on your nose. “Four months then.”