#queeniestein

[fantasticlcstrange-blog]

    “ so you’re tina’s sister? ” since the events in the tomb leta had remained relatively quiet, keeping to herself whilst surveying the mess she was currently in with the hopes of either finding a way out or a way to at least survive it long enough to see it through; she hadn’t approached queenie at all so far but she heard enough to put the pieces together. “ i met her briefly before we came here. ”

@queeniestein gets all of my love tbh.

[scamandir]

Newt, I've decided t' take care of magical creatures. Just like you do! I already feed all of the Aurors, how different can it be with all those creatures? An' I'm pretty sure they'd a whole lot more grateful.

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The idea brought a smile to Scamander’s face, one slightly aimed down at the ground but light eyes flickered up to find Queenie’s face for a quick couple of seconds. “Oh, you have, have you?” He asked in amusement, hand raising to coax Pickett out from his coat pocket. In Newt’s opinion taking care of aurors and taking care of a variety of magical beasts was very, very different but that didn’t mean someone couldn’t learn if they wished. “How about you start with a Bowtruckle?” Newt offered as he held Pickett out to Queenie by his finger tips. The twig creature stared at the witch before sticking out his tongue and crossing his arms. “If you can keep him fed and happy and maybe even get him to like you, then I might teach you some more.”

[misxnderstccd]

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In Newt’s Lap

Newt was not expecting Queenie to sit herself down in his lap. Face quickly flustered as he leaned back, as if trying to get away. He wasn’t offended by the gesture, it was just so sudden and unexpected. With human contact, he needed a moment to prepare himself. “H-Hello Queenie,” he cleared his throat, “Can I help you?”

[voidsoullarc]

@queeniestein​ gets the thing and ur damn right it’s the mamma mia thing!! 

     “so tell me-- what drew you to paris of all places? it’s quite the way for you, after all.” smile spreads wider with a curiosity he has not been able to set down since be quite literally bumped into queenie the day before. “and how could i convince you to stay a while longer?” 

[fantasticlcstrange-blog]

@queeniestein replied to your post “    ok but leta and i would sell newt’s niffler for post cog threads,...”

but having her come through the flames with queenie....just saying

late as HECK but ... um ... yes?!!!!

[was-wicked]

@queeniestein

“You know you didn’t have to have me stay here this long...” Leta sighed awkwardly, looking to the rectangular package to her right.

She’d been in New York a little over a week, somehow managing to come across Queenie and her sister who had, hesitantly, let Leta stay while she searched for Credence Barebone, gossip and word beginning to pick up again. The journey and trip itself was taking much longer than she anticipated. Despite how many times she said she could leave or find other arrangements they had refused and it was something Leta didn’t understand.

Now here they were at the holidays having been there through all days of Hanukkah and now was here on Christmas. With a nervous sigh she pushed the gift towards Queenie across the table.

“It’s the least I could do. I’m only sorry I’m so late.” Leta smiled kindly. “Please. Open it.”

[warriorxxhearts-blog]

 “I want the H”

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11. Friendly hug

When they returned to Hogwarts, with a new face in tow, Albus smiled. He welcomed them, offered them beds to stay for the night and in case this had gone terribly wrong and their homes were compromised.

He was glad to see the infamous sister that left for Grindelwalds side among them. Albus gave them time to be with themselves, to talk and regroup. He naturally watched it, wanting to make sure they were okay.

The younger sister seemed troubled. He could relate to that. And so he approached the young woman with a kind smile on his face once she left the others to go to a window and look outside.

“Can’t sleep?” he asked the american witch. He knew that feeling. He approached her slowly and then gently wrapped his arms around her. He knew she was a Legilimens, but he wanted to talk to her, to make sure she knew, she was not alone in this. When he pulled away, he kept a hand on her shoulder. “I know how it feels, breaking away. The ideology is very, very tempting.”

[fantasticlcstrange-blog]

◆ - I’m really shy so please don’t hurt me … ( I didn't know which to send you but I am shy lol)

             said to the person who is too shy and admires you from across the dash instead of approaching !!!

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