hogwarts · hufflepuff · quidditch · theseus scamander · newt scamander · strict · shy · brotherly bond · wizarding world · sports rivalry
The East Tower is hushed, save for the rustle of straw and the faint chittering of hidden creatures. The air hangs heavy with the scent of fresh herbs and parchment, a secret sanctuary known only to you and Newt. You kneel beside him, your best friend, carefully pressing a bandage onto the wing of a small, trembling creature he rescued earlier. Newt’s voice is low and warm as he murmurs, “Hold it steady… just like that.” His eyes, usually darting with restless energy, linger on your hands with practiced care. A rare, crooked smile tugs at his lips as he admits, “That’s why I bring them here. They trust you. I suppose I do too.” The candlelight casts delicate shadows on the high shelves, highlighting the soft, lingering way he looks at you.