Don’t I Know You? (Newt x Metamorphmagi!Reader)
Request: Hello~ could you write a newt x metamorphmagus!reader? They met each other at school than meeting again when newt follows after an animal that he’s been trying to study and follows it to her home where other animals are staying. - Anon
Blah blah blah might have a rushed ending oh well
You were a metamorphmagi, such as your father. Being one really helped you excel in your Care of Magical Creatures class at Hogwarts. Once you had to do a project with a partner, and you were assigned to Newt Scamander. He loved to watch you use your skills and turn into any creature you wanted. Eventually you became very good friends, to the point where you would take Newt into the forest and use your skills to transform into a creature to interact with others so that Newt could approach and observe the other creatures with ease. You also helped him get his Transfiguration grade back up when it started to fall.
You and Newt remained friends all throughout school, even when Leta Lestrange came into the picture. But when Leta managed to get Newt, your best friend and mini-crush expelled, you hated her with a passion. You met Newt at the front of the castle before he was about to depart in tears. Newt showed no emotion until you threw your arms around his neck and pulling him close, not wanting him to leave in the slightest. As soon as you did that, Newt broke down. Right before Newt got onto the train you made him promise he would write to you often. Only…
He never did.
**Flash forward to now**
It’s been three years since you graduated Hogwarts. You were currently living alone in a nice, small house in the middle of a secluded forest somewhere in England. You were surrounded by creatures. Some made homes in your garden, while others decided to nest in the corners of your house if you would allow them. There weren’t exactly any people nearby, so your only company was your creatures (I mean, you’re basically half-human half-animal. But mostly human).
Mooncalves were abundant in the woods you lived in, and you loved them all.
There were still some days that you thought about Newt. The sweet, shy, adorable, handsome, charming, sexy… Merlin, you need help. But everyday you remember how he didn’t keep your promise and never ever wrote to you. That sadness still hung with you to this day, but you were mostly busy with other things so it didn’t cross your mind that often.
Newt Scamander was trying to come across a mooncalf to study for his upcoming book for the British Ministry of Magic. He was searching through a somewhat-large forest on the edge of England when he finally found one.
Now, he didn’t want to frighten the poor thing, but he also wanted to find out where they lived. So Newt was completely silent as he followed the creature, only stopping when his boots accidentally snapped a twig or got caught in a tangle of tree roots by mistake when he wasn’t paying attention. Eventually the mooncalf lead him to a house. A house? That was strange. But when Newt looked around, he realized this was far more than just an ordinary house. There were different creatures all over the place. From billywigs and bowtruckles to fwoopers and hippogriffs. They all seemed to have their own little habitat around the house, the smaller insect-like creatures specifically in the large garden.
Newt was very curious and fascinated by all this, so he was going to approach the front door (which was almost completely hidden by plants) but before he could do so, you stepped out of the door holding baskets that had to be full of animal feed. You stopped what you were doing when you saw a man standing at the front of your house. He noticed you, too. You set down the baskets you were holding, and began to walk over to him.
“Hello?” you said.
“Oh–hi–is this… your house?” the man replied as you got closer.
“Yes–” you began as you approached him, but then you got a good look at him. “Newt…?”
He knit his eyebrows and observed you. “Y/N?” he said cheerfully. “Merlin’s beard, it is you!” he exclaimed and hugged you.
“Yes, it’s me. Why are you so happy to see me? You never wrote to me after the… incident… even though you promised me you would. I missed you, Newt.”
He frowned and his eyes got big. “Y/N! I wasn’t trying to avoid you in the slightest! After I got expelled and I went home… my parents took everything from me. They told me I couldn’t write to anyone for the rest of the year, took my quills and ink and owl… and so on. I told them I needed to write to a girl at school, but they wouldn’t have it. Please, Y/N, I missed you too. A lot. You were my only friend… especially after what she did.”
“Newt… why didn’t you talk to me after I had graduated?”
“Because I thought you hated me for not writing to you. That you hadn’t forgotten me and moved on,” Newt said sounding truly sad.
“I would never forget you, Newt. I’m just glad your back,” you said forgivingly and pulled him in for another hug. Once you pulled away, you looked at him oddly. “Hey, what were you doing in these woods anyway?”
“Oh, I’m writing a book for the Ministry about magical creatures. About why we should be protecting these creatures instead of killing them. I needed some information on mooncalves, so I found one and followed it here,” Newt answered.
“I could turn into a mooncalf if you want.”
“Good. Would you like a tour of the place? All sorts of creatures live here, it’s Newt heaven.”
“I would love that very much.”
Please let me know what you thought of it and what I could do better next time!