Eye contact only lasted for a fraction of a second. with Newt's memories Scamander 10 years ago brought two people back together.

Ministry of Magic, London

Some hands were writing documents in a hurry. Newt Scamander was in a hurry writing the manuscript for Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. He has been rated for a long time because he was busy playing with the children in his bag.

His emerald green eyes swept over hundreds of sheets of paper. He checked for typos several times until he was sure that there would be absolutely no mistakes on this piece of paper. He was a little stretched because he had been immersed in writing for several hours. Slender legs walked downstairs to find something to eat. There were many witches and wizards working hard. Until he couldn't help but smile, he kept stirring the hot tea in his hands.

“Are you going to stir until morning, Newt? I've seen you for a long time now."

Theseus Scamander stood holding a document and looked at his younger brother, who was probably completely cold by now.

"Have you come back yet, Brother Thit? I thought I'd be late for this." The older brother grinned widely before walking over and smacking the younger's head so hard that his already messy golden hair became tangled again.

"I'm going to come in and get the documents and then leave." His finger pointed at the pile of papers in his own hand.

"And...is that you?"

"Huh? Which one?"

"It's Thit's friend. That person.” A slender finger pointed at a black-haired young man in an Auror uniform who was drinking coffee while reading a newspaper. Newt had noticed for a while. He was a handsome to very handsome man. He looked calm, his shiny black eyes were slowly reading the letters on the newspaper before he raised his head.

Newt was helpless. When the other party looked up They made eye contact. It was like a short moment, but it made Newt's heart skip a beat. They stared into each other's eyes for a while until Theseus had to nudge them.

"Stare at it too long and you'll get pregnant." Newt's face turned red and he hit his brother's arm loudly.

"Ouch!!!"

"P'Thice, I'm sorry." He hurriedly looked at his arm. Its skin was beautifully tan, and now there was a red mark the size of a palm imprinted on it.

"Please, it doesn't hurt too much. But why are you looking at Graves?" His name is Graves. Newt shook his head lightly before walking back up to his office.

"Oh, Nong Niman, you should be caught and punished."

“Come on, Thisius. Children are like that, don't worry about them.” Graves folded up the newspaper and walked over to his best friend. He saw that child. Her face looks cute, especially those bright red lips.

"Who would be like you? An only child. Rich will be rich. There will be lots of girls."

“You're crying. Do you know that?" He playfully put his hand on the older Scamander's head. Theseus began to cry and had to be told to stop.

"No, it's true." He shook his head until he stumbled upon a pile of documents on the tea table. Definitely Newt's. Because you already know after reading the first line.

“Well, Graves, please take this to Newt. I'm going to run some errands. Bye, friend." Theseus placed the document in his hand so hard that it nearly flew.

"Which room? Do I know?"

"That's my room. Please tell Newt that I love you." The young man nodded softly. Before walking up to the second floor, there was a sign on the left with the name Theseus Scamander on his left. He knocked on the door for a while. The door opened. Newt came out and opened the door. He looked at the person in front of him without blinking before he saw what the other person was holding. He immediately pulled her into a hug. I feel like I've disappeared again.

"Let's go. Oh, my brother asked me to tell you I love you."

"Single!!!"

"What's up, Scamander?" Newt looked at the young man for a moment before speaking softly.

"Are you Mr. Graves?" Graves nodded. He saw the young man walk back into the room before coming out again with a small black handkerchief.

"Thank you for lending me it 10 years ago," Newt beamed. He looked at the small piece of cloth before looking at the other person's face again. Is the world round or fate?

"Newt Scamander, were you the kid from that day?"

Newt nodded before walking over and hugging him tightly. An embrace that I have longed for for ten years. He had found the person he had been searching for until now, he had found Mr. Graves. Graves didn't reject the hug, instead he hugged the boy back. A crybaby kid from 10 years ago couldn't believe that he'd grown up to be so cute.

"Finally, I've met Mr. Graves." His trembling voice made him frown. Why is Newt crying?

“I miss Mr. Graves a lot. I've thought about it all the time since then. I kept thinking about you all day and all night sending letters to you. But I don't know the address, only the handkerchief you gave me was left."

Graves recalled the events of that day. The day he went for a walk in Diagron Alley because he was visiting his close friend Theseus. But he came across a crying child next to a textbook store. The child couldn't stop crying. Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel sorry for him and came to console him. Newt was still a child at that time, probably lost with his older brother and crying here.

"Why are you here?" He gently caressed the little boy's head. The other man sobbed.

"Oh, I'm lost. I'm scared." Graves handed the boy his favorite handkerchief to wipe away his tears. He hugged Newt loosely and said comforting words.

“I'll take you to see your parents. Is that good?" His sweet face nodded. He gently grabbed his hand and slowly walked towards the child's parents throughout the alley until the little boy gently tugged on his arm and pointed towards the blond-headed man who was drinking butterbeer with ease. The little boy turned and spoke to him.

"Will I ever see my brother again?"

"I'll see you. I promise I'll come back for you." The two flirtatiously promised before Newt ran off to find his parents.

That ruler is his brother!!

"Promise me you won't go anywhere this time." A small pinky finger was extended in front of his face. He smiled before kissing the boy.

"Promise me, good girl."

No matter how many times we have to be separated Promise to come back to this little boy.

A kid named Newt Scamander

FIN.