jealous misconceptions // newt scamander
request: Fic where reader thinks that newt and Tina are dating and she doesn’t want to ruin it (but she’s jealous af) and is angsty but has a happy ending? (by @this-is-a-unique-username)
a/n: jealously fics are the bomb tbh and it’s nEWT SO
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(y/n) (y/l/n) had been irrevocably and undoubtedly in love with Newt Scamander since fourth year.
It had started out as a teeny tiny crush on the cute boy who had been her partner in Potions, but as (y/n) got to knew him better, she found herself unable to pull away, despite the numerous other boys that had never managed to tear her away from Newt.
For three years, (y/n) tried to work up the courage to confess her feelings, but Newt never seemed to be as enamoured with her as he had been with Leta Lestrange. As the years passed, (y/n) had slowly began accepting that she would never become anything more than a friend to Newt Scamander, and they graduated Hogwarts as close friends.
But (y/n)’s feelings for him never left.
‘Over the moon’ could accurately describe how (y/n) was feeling right now. She clutched the letter tightly, rereading it again.
this is Newt Scamander. From Hogwarts, remember? Anyways, I recalled you writing to me several weeks ago about how your new job in the Department of International Magical Cooperation would require you to be sent to New York to work with MACUSA for a week. I was wondering if you would be willing to have me accompany you on this trip, since I thought that it would be nice not to travel alone and also as I do want to visit some American friends of mine.
I eagerly look forward to your reply.
And, of course, the answer was a ‘yes’.
Newt and (y/n) had arrived in New York several hours earlier, and were slowly making their way from the port to the central city blocks of New York, Newt excitedly pointing out landmarks to (y/n).
After another hour of walking, however, the sun began to set, and (y/n) found herself standing in front of a brownstone which seemed to be a women’s home. Confused as to why there were at a women’s home, of all places, and not a hotel, (y/n) had barely gotten to open her mouth when Newt grabbed her wrist and Apparated away.
Stumbling slightly upon landing, (y/n) narrowly missed banging her head into a wall as Newt knocked on the door with three quick, successive, raps.
The mahogany door was swung open by a tall, very official-looking brunette, who threw her arms around Newt happily, much to (y/n)’s surprise and slight discomfort. The pair continued hugging as (y/n) was left standing off to the side very awkwardly.
Another woman - a pretty blonde - appeared at the apartment entrance, clearing her throat loudly and glancing at (y/n) apologetically. “Tina!” The blonde snapped softly, “We have a guest, if you weren’t too preoccupied to notice.”
The short-haired brunette - Tina, (y/n) reminded herself silently - and Newt sprung apart, blushing heavily, which made (y/n) feel even more confused, and slightly hurt.
I didn’t know Newt had found a girlfriend, (y/n) thought, envious of the woman who had managed to capture Newt’s heart in less than a year, when she herself had tried to get Newt to notice her romantically for nearly half a decade, to no avail.
Trying to suppress her bitterness, (y/n) lifted her head in a silent acknowledgement, giving the blonde who had spoken a polite smile.
“I’m Queenie - it’s amazing to meet you, really. Now, come on in! Dinner’s almost ready,” the blonde said happily, her voice airy and light.
(y/n) could only hope that dinner wouldn’t be as awkward as what was happening in the hallway right then.
Queenie was a delight to talk to, and (y/n) found her damp spirits being lifted considerably whenever she and Queenie began a particularly interesting conversation, only to feel upset again when (y/n) caught Newt and Tina sharing little, private glances.
However, as the glances became more intense and as (y/n) began to feel more and more like an outsider, she hurriedly excused herself to use the bathroom, trying to suppress her feelings and conflicting thoughts.
Quickly locking the bathroom door, (y/n) leant against the wall defeatedly, burying her head in her hands as she tried to calm herself down. Jealousy was now running rampant throughout her body, but also a slight self-loathing.
She had had her chance and Newt, and she blew it. Newt had now found someone he truly liked, and it would be incredibly selfish to take that away from him.
Just five more days, (y/n), then you won’t ever have to see Newt Scamander or Tina ever again.