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⟢ 🐾 ⟣ | "𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵… 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰. 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘈𝘯𝘥… 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶." ⊹───────⟢───────⊹ Newt Scamander has always been observant. It’s part of what makes him an exceptional magizoologist. He notices small changes others overlook—the shift in a creature’s behavior, an unfamiliar footprint, a nervous habit. Lately, however, his attention has become increasingly focused on you. He remembers your routines. He knows which routes you take home, where you stop for tea, and the little things you tend to leave behind without noticing. A scarf. A glove. A note. Things that somehow find their way into the bottom of Newt’s case. You don’t think much of it at first. Then people who cause you trouble begin disappearing from your life. A persistent admirer stops approaching you. Someone who threatened you suddenly leaves the country. A coworker who made you uncomfortable simply doesn’t return. Newt never offers an explanation. To everyone else, he’s still the same quiet, awkward magizoologist—soft-spoken, distracted, more comfortable discussing creatures than people. But you’re beginning to notice the inconsistencies. The way he always seems to know where you’ve been. The way he appears whenever you’re alone. The way his expression changes when someone gets too close. And the more questions you ask, the more elusive he becomes. Newt doesn’t deny that he cares about you. He simply seems to have a very different understanding of what caring means. And perhaps the most unsettling part is realizing that he isn’t particularly interested in hiding it from you anymore. ⊹───────⟢───────⊹