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Such a huge response to Wont You Be My Neighbor! Glad to say I'm working on the second part and I cant wait to post it for you guys! I'm hoping to post it next week and then MO part 2!!

I just wanted to say that ‘The Studio’ was inspired by @drdanwrites !! her magical office is freaking amazing and I just loved the idea so much and wanted to combine my two favorite things, the office and Shawn lol. please go check out her magical office !! (for the fantastic beasts fandom lol) 

I honestly should’ve asked for permission, and I’m so sorry is she got offended or something :( I was way too excited but that isn’t an excuse 

@drdanwrites is a great writer, superb, fantastic, amazing. Her writings blow me away all the time. If you haven’t yet, you should check out the Cedric Diggory story she wrote. If you love Cedric, you’ll love it. I assure you. She’s the best writer for him that I’ve found.

And if Newt’s more your preference (bc, honestly, who doesn’t adore that sweetheart?), she has a quickly growing list of stories including him. I linked the masterlist so it’s easy to find her stories (I recommend the Magical Office. Heartwarming romance and hilarious antics. It quickly became my fave series on here).

She’s also taking Requests, so if you have any, you should totally send her some! Or just stop by to tell her how awesome her writing is bc she deserves all the compliments.

***THE SEASON FINALE****

Guys! We made it to the end of Season 1 of Magical Office! I just want to take a second and thank you guys for making this my most popular story. I absolutely love this story and all the fun I’ve had writing it. Season 1 may be over, but.... we have a lot going on in Season 2!!! 

(The Christmas Ball is in full swing in the main hall and the Minister and his wife can be seen engaging with different minister officials. Minister Parkinson has his arm around his wife's waist as they laugh about a joke that has been said.)

(The camera pans out from their circle to find Bridget standing at a table, several empty shot glasses cover the table. It is blatantly obvious from the streaking makeup and the remaining redness in her eyes, that she has been crying. She stares vexly over at the Minister and his wife. Rodger walks over and places a pint of water in front of her, keeping his large pint of beer to himself. Bridget snaps from her sorrows and looks down at the water in disgust.)

BRIDGET: I don't… I don't want it. (She pushes it slightly, sending two shot glasses to fall to the ground. Shattering on impact. Rodger cooly shrugs and sips his beer. He looks over to the Minister and his wife, who now had started to find themselves in a different group. Immediately they laugh at a joke they half listened to, confusing all it's participants.)

RODGER: It must be tough to be slapped in the face like that. One minute he wants you and the next minute you're just another lowly Ministry Witch.

(Rodger takes another sip, seemingly not getting the cruel irony in the situation. Bridget looks blankly back at him.)

BRIDGET: Oh I don't know Rodger, tell me how it feels to be completely rejected and ignored by Y/N and then have to see her with Newt day in and day out… (She takes another shot glass off a waiter's tray as he passes by. She flicks her head back with the shot, syncing the moments just right. The alcohol burns down her throat, but she can barely feel it as she looks back at him.) Tell me… how does that feel?

(Rodger gives a light hearted chuckle. Only a slight chuckle as if to comment on how juvenile the question was to him.)

RODGER: Don't worry about that, I'm not anyway. Something tells me everything's going my way at the moment. I'm going to have a very good Christmas, while others… may not.

(Bridget looks blankly at him as another waiter with a tray full of shots offers another on to her. She takes one but before she can swing it back, Rodger reaches over and takes it down in seconds. Confused at his response and his calm demeanour, she shakes her head and decides to ignore his words.)

BRIDGET: I'm gonna use the loo. (She walks away from the table as if on board a ship in harsh seas.)

(The room is silent. Newt's question still lingers in the air and is now growing stale. His once overwhelmingly confident smile seems to slowly be fading from sight, a slightly worried one is starting to come to light.)

NEWT: I'm sorry… was an answer supposed to be coming any time soon? (He is still on one knee and begins to wobble and shifts himself in order to get more comfortable in his position.)

Y/N: I’m so sorry...did you….did you just ask me to marry you?

NEWT: Yes… I did...but I’m slowly starting to regret it. (He flashes a smiles, attempting to lighten the tension that was filling the room.)

(You continue to stare down at the ring. A thousand thoughts pass through your mind at once. The answer to the question is undoubtedly yes. You’d shout it from the rooftops if you could. But was this really you? Did you truly want to marry Newt or were you truly under the influence of a love potion? Everything was happening so fast… the room was getting awfully hot.)

Y/N: It’s just… it just all seems sudden doesn’t it? I’m just…just this… what if this… ahh Rodger!

NEWT: Rodger? Y/N, what is going on? I...I… I thought you wanted this too?

(Newt now seems extremely concern, afraid of the outcome of this odd behaviour from you. He quickly gets off his knee and takes a step closer to you. As he does, you quickly move out of reach. The room and this moment seem to be getting the better of you and you quickly feel the need to get air and clear your head.)

Y/N: I just need a moment… I..I will be right back. Sorry.

(Without allowing a second more to pass by, you rush from the room and without thinking start making your way to the part to find Rodger.)

(The bass of the DJ thunders around the large gala venue. Dance lights flash every which way, making it hard for the camera to follow you through the crowd. You pass by a crowd of people and the camera scans the group to see Biggles dancing in the center of the crowd, people around him hoot and rave at his dance skills. The camera goes back to the path you created between people and continues. You find Milton standing over by the refreshment table and stop.)

Y/N: Having fun?

(Milton stands at attention, he hands lightly clasped in front of his waist. He looks out at all the wizards and witches mingling and dancing. His face is unphased and you already know the answer to your question before the words finish leaving your lips.)

MILTON: Am I having fun watching respectable wizards making fools out of themselves? (He is staring over at a specific area and the camera follows his gaze to see he is staring at Minister Parkinson who is gracefully slow dancing with his wife. They both over exaggerate how much fun they are having together by laughing loudly and being overly affectionate.) No. I would much rather be working, but Newt promised to leave me alone for the rest of the year if I … Hey… wait a second. (He realises you are not with Newt and he would in fact be working.) Why aren’t you with Newt? What are you doing here?

Y/N: I need to talk to Rodger. Have you seen him?

MILTON: (He gets a integrative look on his face.)  What business do you have with Rodger?   

Y/N: Do I need to run everything by you now? I need to talk to him about something important.

(He looks around and points over to a table in which you notice Rodger sitting with a large pint of beer. You place a thankful hand on Milton's arm as he looks alarmed by the physical touch. He watches as you run off and keeps staring as he goes back to his statue position.)

(You run over the table and grab at Rodger’s collar, giving it a hard pull. Rodger nearly topples over the back of the chair he was sitting in. The rest of his beer spills all over the table. He gets his footing as you continue to drag him along with you.)

Y/N: We need to talk now!

RODGER: Lead the way, I guess.

(You continue to drag Rodger over a hallway outside of the gala, there are some stragglers walking past. Rodger faces his suit and neckline as you impatiently wait for him to face you.)

Y/N: Why did you say that to me? Why did you tell me Newt might be giving me a love potion? If you have hard evidence that he’s doing this to me, I want you to prove it. (You say this with such urgency that Rodger forgets his own feelings and tries to touch your arm, which you pull away.) If you’re doing this for your own gain, then you better tell me now.

RODGER: Okay… First of all… let’s calm down… deep breaths, that’s it… (He watches as you quickly breath in deeply.) I’m not sure what evidence you need that you don’t already know. If you weren’t convinced Newt was giving you a love potion, then you wouldn’t be down here talking to me about it, would you? Best to end it now while you’re in the right state of mind.

(It holds out his hand for you to take. The camera, which is well hidden out of sight from the pair of you, focuses in on his hand and then back up to your thoughtful gaze. You barely hear what Rodger is actually saying. The thought of being engaged to Newt has finally hit you. Was it really so bad if Newt was actually giving you a love potion? You had been madly in love with him before you had this thought in your mind. Love potion or not, you knew your answer.)

Y/N: I think I’m going to say ‘Yes’.

RODGER: To running away with me? (He laughs at his own joke as he pulses his fingers in and out, trying to direct your hand.)

Y/N: What? No… Rodger… listen… I will never be interested in you. I’m sorry but… Newt’s just asked me to marry him, and I’m going to say ‘Yes’.

(A brilliant smile washes over your face as all your fears and concerns wash away. The camera switches it’s attention to Rodger who is visibly not thrilled to hear this coming from you.)

RODGER: You’ve got to be kidding me. Even knowing he’s giving you a love potion… you’re still going to stay with him?

Y/N: Love potion or not, I don’t care. He’s purely the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. Love is love. 

(Rodger breathes out a sigh deeply while wiping dust away from his eye. He opens his coat and reaches into the inside coat pocket to produce a silver flask. He eyes it with a smirk and offers it over to you.)

RODGER: Well… in that case...you’re going to need some liquid courage.

(You feel giddy and excited as you look over at Rodger’s hand.)

Y/N: (You wave a hand to his outstretched offer.) I don’t need any courage, I couldn’t be more ready for this. I was just being stupid before. 

(You turn to go, but Rodger reaches out with his right hand and pulls you back quickly.)

RODGER: Then how about a toast to the future Mrs. Scamander?

(Upon hearing your new title, you forget every apprehension that you had about accepting Rodger’s drink and you smile at your once good friend.)

Y/N: Thank you Rodger. (You take the flask from his hand and hold it close to you.) That’s very sweet of you. You’re such a good friend.

RODGER: Don’t ever say I’m a sore loser.

(You laugh at this and bring the flask to your lips. It’s cold as it touches your lips, though the liquid that spills from it is warm and burns as it goes down your throat. The camera slowly zooms in on Rodger as he watches you drink intently.)

(The camera returns to the party and scans the crowd, a bunch of cinnamon blonde hair outshines the rest and soon the rest of Newt makes it way through the group. He sees Claire and Biggles standing idly at a bar table and quickly walks up to them.)

BIGGLES: NEWT! NEWT! They’ve been playing my muggle songs! Oh it’s brilliant Newt! We’ve heard such classics as Reindeer with a Red Nose and O! Pine Tree. They won’t play Frosty as they said it’s offensive to Yetis.

NEWT: That’s great news, Biggles. I know you’ve been most excited for that. By any chance have you seen Y/N?

CLAIRE: Last I saw har she was draggin Rodger out to that hallway.

(Claire points across the way to the hallway doors. Without a second glance back, Newt takes off following her guiding finger. He reaches the door in record time and before he can pull the door open, Milton walks out. Milton looks at Newt as he tries to get around Milton to reach you. Milton puts out a warning finger, preventing Newt from moving.)

MILTON: Scamander, I wouldn’t go out there. There’s something I need to talk to you about.

NEWT: (Newt looks aggravated and tries to walk around Milton, who moves to block him again.) Milton, we can play detective later, I need to speak to Y/N.

MILTON: I know and that’s why you need to stop and listen to me. I have some information that you may find interesting about Rodger….

NEWT: (He seems to finally reach his breaking point and explodes at Milton) THIS ISN’T ONE OF YOUR LITTLE AUROUR GAMES! This night was supposed to be perfect and so far it has been far from that. Now, if you don’t mind!

(Newt physically places his arms on either side of Milton, who moves without a fight. With Milton out of the way Newt quickly opens the door and rushes inside to find you in the hallway. As the door begins to slowly shut itself, Milton looks back at it wondering if his pride is hurt too much to continue trying to help Newt. By the look on his face, he admits defeat and walks away.)

(Everything seems hazy. You don’t know what’s different but you’re not quite sure what you’re doing in this hallway, sitting on the floor him a red dress. The music muffled by the wall you are leaning against makes you imagine you’re at a party, but for what? Looking up you see a man looking down at you, hesitant. He quickly runs over to you, kneeling beside you. It takes you more than a second to realise it’s Newt beside you. The gala… it slowly comes flooding back to you. But where was… )

NEWT: Y/N! Are you alright? You had me worried sick, you just ran out like that and I didn’t know what to think… I mean… did I scare you?

Y/N: (You start to stand and Newt helps you up. You look back at him.) No...no you didn’t scare me. I just… have you seen Rodger anywhere?

NEWT: (He looks confused at you.) Can we just forget Rodger for a second? (He chuckles, trying to make light of the situation.) I would like an answer to my question…

Y/N: Question? What question?

NEWT: (Nervously) The one where I asked you to marry me…

(Newt is growing increasingly worried and confused. He feels as though he is speaking to a stranger. You blink a couple time and start laughing as if Newt has told a hilarious joke. When you see that he is hurt, you stop abruptly.)

Y/N: Oh...my….God, you’re serious… Oh no Newt. No.

(Your words hit him like a ton of bricks. He staggers backwards a little. You roll your eyes at him and try to walk away. He quickly recovers and pulls on your arm.)

NEWT: Y/N, you can’t be serious… what is going on? What’s with all the Rodger nonsense?

(You have finally had enough and you wrench your arm out of his grasp and turn to face him.)

Y/N: Newt! I’m not interested in you. I’m in love with Rodger. Okay? Now, please just leave me alone. I entertained your joke long enough…

NEWT: RODGER! You mean the one who has been sulking since we got together? Y/N…

(With all the commotion, the two of you have started to attract an audience. Mainly made up of your office mates. Minster Parkinson looks nervously around, not particularly amused by the fact that a lover’s row between co-workers was taking away from his gala. The camera suddenly swings to focus on Rodger, who suddenly marches in. Newt’s confusion and hurt morph and work into unadulterated hatred.)

RODGER: You heard the woman, Newt. Walk away.

(Newt marches heavy footed over to Rodger. Upon reaching him, Newt takes his lapel in his hands and shoves him into the opposite wall. Claire, Biggles and you quickly rush over to prevent a horrendous fight.)

NEWT: WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER? YOU SAD, PATHETIC…

MINISTER PARKINSON: NEWT! That’s enough! (Minister Parkinson steps forward, not amused with this behaviour anymore. Allowing Claire and Biggles to pull him away from Rodger, he watches in horror as you rush to Rodger’s aid and begin to straighten him out.) Now, it seems Ms. Y/L/N has made her decision when it comes to your relationship. Best to let this go Newt, before you do something you’ll regret.

(The tears pour from Newt’s eyes in hot anger. He quickly runs the back of his hand across his eyes, causing them to turn dark red with his pain. You stare at him and for some reason you feel pain deep and intensely in your chest, making it hard to breathe. Holding Rodger close to you, you watch as Newt looks away from you and back to Minister Parkinson.)

NEWT: SOMETHING I’ll REGRET? That’s funny coming from you Minster. Wasn’t it just this afternoon you were shagging Bridget in her office? Or do you regret all the other times you’ve cheated on your wife with Bridget?

(Everyone is completely silent. Mrs. Parkinson looks from Newt to the Minister and then over to Bridget, who is still stinking drunk. The look on the Minister’s face resembles that of a muzzled attack dog. He tries to keep his composure meanwhile his absolute anger is written across this face.)

BRIDGET: Well… at least I didn’t make a sense. (She hiccups and turns around the corner to throw up.)

(Newt looks around and realises what he has done. You both know there is no coming back from this for him and he realises that this isn’t a dream. That you have really, for whatever reason have changed your mind about him. He needed to get out of here fast.)

NEWT: Don’t bother Minister. Consider this my notice. I quit. (Without so much as a good-bye or another glance back, Newt walks fast paced past a sick Bridget and out of view.)

(The camera turns to focus on you as everyone begins to disperse. Rodger holds you close to him and in your eyes the camera can see something inside you die as a tear rolls out of the corner of your eye and down your cheek.)

(Newt places muggle money on the counter. A woman behind the counter looks up at him, smiling bright.)

WOMAN: Can I help you?

NEWT: One ticket to New York, please. 

Masterlist: 

Newt  Scamander Series: 

A Fantastic Time: Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3  Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8  Chapter 9 

Magical Office: Episode 1 Episode 2 Episode 3 Episode 4 Episode 5 Episode 6 Episode 7 Episode 8 Episode 9 Episode 10

Stephen Wraysford Series: 

We’ve Still Got Time: Chapter 1 Chapter 2

William Stafford Series: 

One Love: Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

REQUESTS: 

Newt Scamander: Home Here Comes the Sun An Act of Love Threat Level Disaster 

Stephen Wraysford: On Our Own

Cedric Diggory: The Climb Welcome Back

PART 1 OF THE “Season” Finale.... oh...and btw... Sorry...NOT sorry! ;) 

(Milton enters the office, his briefcase floating behind him. There are papers overflowing from the case. Milton walks up to his office door and tries to open it. The knob is locked and he moans in annoyance while he takes out his wand. He mutters alohomora and opens the door. There are bags under Milton’s eyes as he walks into the room. The walls are filled with pictures of Grindelwald, news paper clippings and maps. All connected by red string. He finally makes it to his desk and his briefcase falls to the desktop. He sits in his chair for a moment before noticing a red and green wrapped box. There is a perfect silver bow on the top of it. Milton’s face seems to lift as he brings the box closer to him, knocking papers off the desk in the process. He lifts the tag hanging off the bow closer. The camera zooms in to show that the tag reads: DO NOT OPEN BEFORE CHRISTMAS.)

INTERVIEW WITH NEWT

Newt: Milton has been swamped lately with the Grindelwald cases that have been plaguing the ministry for a couple of days. It was his own fault really. When Parkinson told the aurors that they would have to be working overtime to try and capture Grindelwald, Milton begged the Minister to let him do the work at no extra pay.

(Side scene were Minister Parkinson is in a meeting with all the Auror’s and assistants. Inaudibly Minister Parkinson is telling the aurors about the overtime and Milton stands up explaining to the Minister that he would take on the burden. The Minister then shrugs at Milton in agreement. Milton suddenly starts crying, grateful for the opportunity. He then tries to hug the Minister, who quickly tries to pull him off.)

Newt: In the spirit of the Christmas season, I decided to leave a little package for Milton. Although Y/N has asked me to take it easy on Milton this holiday season, I’ve decided to do a little bit of naughty and a little bit of nice. Hopefully Milton is a good boy and follows the instructions, or he might not like his gift too much.

(Newt turns around in his chair and stares out the window of the conference room. The camera focuses on Milton’s office door. There is silence followed by a loud growl and a sudden scream as Milton suddenly bursts through his office door, wrestling with a murtlap that has obviously bit him once or twice. The murtlap is then tossed to the ground and quickly scurries off. Newt laughs to himself, mischievously. He turns back to the camera. His face changes from entertained to reassurance.)

Newt: Not to worry. He’ll be fine. It’s not like flames are flying out of his anus or anything.

(The camera goes back to focusing on Milton, who rubs his neck yelling for Newt. Suddenly he grabs his stomach and looks extremely uncomfortable. A large thick flame of fire, erupts out of Milton’s butt. Newt looks back in horrific shock. Biggles, who had just nearly missed being burned alive by Milton fart flamethrower, holds the murtlap in his arms. The murtlap purrs and snuggles tenderly into Biggles embrace.) 

Newt: Oh...oh… dear excuse me. (He quickly gets up from his seat and runs out to assist with Milton, who continues to fart more flames. Newt quickly retrieves the antidote from his pocket and administers it to Milton. After hearing the commotion you come out of your office with Bridget. You both jump back as flames pass in front of you.) 

Milton: SCAMANDER!!! (The after effects of the murtlap bite have calmed down and the flames have subsided. Milton lays on the floor trying to recoup from being a human torch. Newt looks to you, you display a very displeased face and Newt knows he is in trouble, but hopefully not for long. He looks down at Milton and shrugs.) 

Newt: Happy Christmas? Better luck next year…

INTERVIEW WITH BIGGLES

(Biggles sits in the conference room. He wears a ugly christmas sweater that reads “Kiss me I’m a Grandma”. He is also covered from head to toe in christmas ornaments. Different coloured bobbles are pinned all over him and he has christmas tree lights wrapped around his entire body. They glimmer and are almost blinding as he fidgets in his chair, acting like a child waiting to open presents on Christmas day.)

Biggles: IT’S CHRISTMAS!!!!! (He throws his arms into the air and splashes his fingers out, going into a jazz hands position.) I am a HUGE fan of muggle Christmas. As you can see I’m decorated in the traditional muggle christmas attire. Muggles decorate themselves with shiny ornaments and other trinkets. Of course I’ve saved the best of last. (He bends down and retrieves from the floor a headband that has a giant bobbling star. He puts in on his head.) TA-DA!

Director: (From behind the camera) Are you sure you’re not supposed to put that stuff on the tree?

(Biggles laughs and looks down at himself and moves around some of his decorations)

Biggles: Don’t be silly. My tree has a red and white suit on.

END OF BIGGLES INTERVIEW

(The next scene sees Newt and you in your office. You sit at your desk, writing up more reports that Newt needs done. He is mixing potions together on a desk in the back of his office. Periodically he scribbles down several things and go back to mixing and pouring. You cautiously look back at him and wonder what he is mixing up. You look at the camera, giving a weak smile.)

INTERVIEW WITH Y/N

Y/N: Ever since I had that conversation with Rodger back on Halloween, I’ve had this thought about Newt giving me a love potion stuck in my mind. I mean he is constantly mixing up stuff and I don’t know what is in my drinks. He gives me a tea every single day. How do I know there isn’t something in there? (You pause as you chew on your thumb nail nervously) Damn it Rodger for putting this thought in my brain, but isn’t it crazy how fast we seem to be moving? (You ask but not to anyone in particular. You look back at Newt’s office door.) I just love that man so much….I’m just worried it’s not real.

END OF INTERVIEW WITH Y/N

(Newt walks over to your desk as you look up at him. He places a cup of tea on the end of your desk. You feel a cool sweat immediately rush over you as you nervously look between him and the cup. Newt looks at you confused.)

Newt: It’s just tea. Thought you could use it as you’ve let the other 4 cups I’ve given you this week go cold.

Y/N: Yeah… thanks sweetie… I’m not… I’m just not into tea right now.

Newt: (Newt looks taken aback) Oh...since when?

Y/N: Just felt like shaking it up I guess.

(Newt laughs and kisses the top of your head. You smile brightly at the physical affirmation of love. He kneels down next you and you turn to face him. He smiles meaningfully as he takes your hand.)

Newt: You are truly going to love your Christmas present.

(You laugh and run a hand through his hair.)

Y/N: Is that so? Well how do you know that my present isn’t the best you’ll receive?

(Newt kisses your hand and holds your hand there for sometime. It melts your worries as the love potion notion leaves your mind.)

Newt: I don’t think you could give me anything better than your love.

(You lean down and give Newt a meaningful kiss, thanking him for his unconditional love. He reciprocates the kiss, placing his hands on either side of your face, running his thumbs slowly up and down your cheeks.)

Newt: (He comes out of the kiss.) I love you Y/N.  

(You smile still hazy from the kiss, not sure if you should answer.)

Y/N: I-I love you too, Newt.

INTERVIEW WITH Y/N

(You sit in the conference room chair, your eyes stare at the ground as you smile widely. After a time of daydreaming, you look back at the camera).

Y/N: I’m being crazy. That kiss… (You trace your lips lightly with your fingertips.) Well, that was definitely real.

END OF INTERVIEW WITH Y/N

(Newt walks back over to his desk. He pulls out a drawer and looks back and you. When he sees you have gone back to work, he takes out the black ring box he had been looking forward to giving to you. He looks up at the camera and grins.)

INTERVIEW WITH NEWT

Newt: Normally I wouldn’t share my intimate thoughts with any of you, but I just can’t seem to contain myself…. (He smiles wildly and looks excitedly around as he thinks of the best way to say what he is going to say. When words fail him, he bites the corner of his lip and looks back up into the camera). I’m going to propose to Y/N during the Ministry Christmas party. (He holds his palms up to stop anyone in the room from saying anything.) I know what you might think. It may seem too soon… but… but not for us. Everything is just perfect and this is going to make the perfect start to the new year. When she says yes… that...that right there will be the best Christmas present she could ever give me.

END OF INTERVIEW WITH NEWT

(Claire stands outside of Bridget’s office. She is holding two tea cups with saucers. A bottle of fire whiskey floats in front of her. It starts to pour it’s contents into the two cups. Once the liquid stops flowing, two spoons begin to stir their assigned cups. As the spoons continue to mix the liquids together, Claire opens the door to expose the camera to the depressed mess inside. Bridget sits at her desk, crumbled into a sobbing heap, used tissues almost bury her. The echoes of her hysterical cries fills the room. Her shrine to Minister Parkinson is torn to shreds and only pieces remain clinging to the walls. Claire places one of the fire whiskey teas on Bridget’s desk and looks up at the drink. Her face is red and swollen. Her eyes are pink and her eye makeup has run all over her face. Bridget grabs a tissue and blows her nose loudly and sniffs her airway clear. As she grabs the drink, a hiccup escapes her lips and she downs the drink in mere seconds.)

Claire: (Stands in the corner still stirring her tea) Don’t worry ma’dear. It’ll get easier. Minister is a tosser.

Bridget: (Begins to sob uncontrollably again.) NO HE’S NOT. HE’S BEE--BEE--BEAUTIFUL!!!! (She drunkenly bumps her head on the desk and begins her cries all over again.)

(Claire casually sips on her tea and looks into the camera.)

Claire: (Whispers to the camera) That’s her 9th glass. I’m gonna start charging her soon.

(A knock on the door makes both women look up to see a secretly timid Minister. He looks around the room, making himself feel even worse for what he’s about to say.)

Minister Parkinson: Umm… hello there…

INTERVIEW WITH MINISTER PARKINSON

Minister Parkinson: Christmas time is a big deal around the Ministry. Our Party Planners spend all year getting our Ministry Christmas Gala in order and making sure everything is perfect. Of course everything must be signed off by yours truly. Anyway, every Ministry worker is invited and therefore.. I must… (He blows out air, feeling uncomfortable with his situation) make sure certain individuals who have recently experienced heartache by my hand behave themselves… not causing a scene in front of… other such ministry workers… such as….such as my wife.

END OF INTERVIEW WITH MINISTER PARKINSON

(Bridget and Minister Parkinson stare at each other and then both look back at Claire, who is still looking down at her tea and not getting the hint that was placed before her. Suddenly feeling all eyes on her she looks up.)

Minister Parkinson: I do apologise if I’m interrupting something, but I was hoping to speak to Bridget alone.

(Claire still stares at the Minister blankly. Bridget drunkenly stands up, knocking used tissues everywhere.)

Bridget: GET OUT! (Claire quickly get the hint and quickly dashes from the room. Closing the door behind her. Bridget awkwardly tries to stand and leans sexily on her desk, but ends up slipping on a tissue and lands flat on her desktop.) What..wh.a...what can I do for you Mrs….Mister… married person Parkinson.

(Minister Parkinson slams a palm to his face as he walks over to Bridget.)

Minister Parkinson: Now Bridget... I understand you are hurt… and… I’m terribly sorry if you didn’t understand our… arrangement… however, tonight, I would like your word that you will… sorry Bridget what are you doing?

(Bridget is crawling on the table over to the Minister, who is standing in front of her desk. She quickly fumbles over the edge of the desk and falls to the floor. Minister Parkinson bends down to helps her off the ground. He holds her in his arms for a moment. Bridget sobers up a little and looks pitifully into his eyes.)

Bridget: I miss you. (She brings a hand up to his cheek. The Minister leans into the touch for a moment, but upon realising it he quickly moves his head away and captures her wrist and brings it down.)

Minister Parkinson: Bridge… please. We can’t. I can’t. I shouldn’t have even started… this. I just need you to forget about this and not make a scene. I’m married and..and...and...

(Bridget edges her face closer and closer to Parkinson’s lips. Suddenly the two of them begin feverishly kissing each other. They move over to the desk and with one sweep of his arm the Minister clears the desk the two continue to kiss as they clamber onto the desktop. The camera fades out.)

(Milton looks around. He still looks completely exhausted, but is dressed formally for the gala. He walks across the room to Rodger and Claire’s office. He knocks but there are no answer, he doesn’t look up from the papers in his hands as he opens the door and walks in. Claire is asleep in the corner snoring loudly. Milton rolls his eyes and walks over to Rodger’s desk. The top of it is covered in various papers and folders. Milton walks around and sits in Rodger’s chair looking through the various piles for the forms he needs from Rodger. He shifts through until he finds a bottle hidden among the mess. He lifts the bottle up in the air and peers closely at it. The camera zooms in on the label. The words RESTRICTED is written across it. Milton instantly realises what this means and turns to open the different drawers in the desk. He opens one and pulls out another bottle, RESTRICTED is also printed around it.)

Milton: Ahhhh…. Rodger… what a tangled web you weave…

(The knob turns and Milton quickly looks up to see the office door opening. In a flash, he places the two bottles in his pocket and collects his papers. Rodger enters with his formal wear hanging off his arm. As he takes sight of Milton, he jumps back.)

Rodger: Milton! (He takes a closer look at the scene and looks suspiciously at Milton.) Can I help you with something?

(Milton returns the suspicious stare, not sure he can trust his coworker.)

Milton: Why yes...yes you can, Rodger. I’m in need of the warrant paperwork for Grindelwald.

(Rodger walks over past Milton and begins to shift through the same piles as Milton. In a moment, he finds what he is looking for and with a flick, hands it off to Milton. The two stare at each other, with an unspoken questionable glare, their eyes narrow as the paper gets passed from one hand to another. Milton shuffles the loose paper with the others in his hand. They continue to stand in front of each other.)

Milton: They are still looking for Grindelwald, but they think they have an idea where he has gone. There is talk he could have gone to New York.

Rodger: Interesting.

Milton: Yes… but I think what’s more interesting is that we still have yet to catch the person who broke into the restricted potions lab.

(Milton looks for any sign of a guilty conscious in Rodger’s stare.)

Rodger: Well I’m sure they will catch the culprit soon, especially with you on the case.

(When no guilt flashes on his face, Milton nods carefully.)

Milton: Yes….well...I suppose I’ll see you down at the gala. (Rodger nods and Milton walks carefully backwards out of the room. He continues to lock eyes with Rodger. Eventually, Milton reaches the door and his hand begins to pat down the door, looking for the knob. Rodger gives him an odd look, questioning why he won’t just turn around. Milton’s hand lands on the knob and he gives it an awkward turn as he scoots around the doors edge and slowly disappears from sight. Claire still snoring loudly in the corner.)

(Newt paces in the break room in front of the women’s bathroom. He is already dressed in his formal clothes, his hands are buried deep in his pocket and his hand fidgets as it holds the ring box inside. It twists and turns, it feels heavy and he can’t wait to give it to you this evening. The men’s room bathroom opens and Rodger walks out, adjusting his cufflinks. His eyes peer over at Newt and gives him a smirk.)

Rodger: Looking good, Newty.

Newt: You too, Rodger. Listen,  (He manages to take his hands out of his pocket and holds it out to Rodger.) No hard feelings, I’m aware of your feelings for Y/N and I just hope we can move past this.

(Rodger continues to adjust is other cuff link as he looks down at Newt’s hand. A disgusted smirk erases his amused one and he faintly laughs at Newt’s peace treaty. Putting his wrist down finally satisfied with his appearance he pats his chest, to indicate something is in his chest pocket. He stumbles backwards a few steps.)

Rodger: Better luck next time, Salamander.

(Newt looks at him awkwardly as he continues to walk out the door of the break room. Newt turns around, now trying to figure out what Rodger could have meant and what was in his breast pocket. High heels bring him back and he turns to see you in your red dress.)

Y/N: How do I look? (You give him a quick turn, your heels clicking on the floor as they assist you in your twirl.)

(Newt stares at you. He is unable to move. His eyes just take you all in, every inch and every curve. You can’t help but laugh at how baffled he seems to be.)

Y/N: Newt? Are you in there? (You wave your hand to interrupt his trance.)

(Newt blinks twice and runs up to your immediately, he takes you in his arms and with one arm bracing your back, he takes his other hand and places it on your cheek, positioning you perfectly for a passionately intense kiss. In this kiss he hopes to make you feel everything you’ve made him feel in the past couple months. Sadness, happiness, annoyance, absolute peace and lust. You come out of the kiss and look into each other’s eyes.)

Newt: I want to exchange gifts now.

Y/N: Now? (You giggle.) But what about the gala? It’ll be starting now.

Newt: I don’t care. It can wait.

Y/N: Mine is in the office, come on.

(Your office is dimly lit with a mere desk lamp as your only source of light. Opening your desk drawer, you retrieve the your gift, wrapped in a bow. Newt walks up to your desk, a hand still in his pocket. You hand the package over to Newt. He carefully removes his hand from his pocket and takes the parcel. The wrapping comes off quickly and opens the box. A black circular disk, almost resembling a hockey puck emerges. Newt looks at your questioningly. You take out your wand.)

Y/N: Memoria (You say the incantation and a hologram like image appears over the black circle. There flashes scenes of Newt and you laughing together, kissing each other and goofing off. The last image to flicker is one of you saying ‘I love you’ and flashing a quick kiss. When it finishes playing, Newt’s face alights with appreciation.)

Newt: It’s absolutely perfect.

(You jump up on your desk and swing your legs as you lean forward, bracing yourself on your arms. Newt takes the black circle and puts it in his coat pocket.)

Y/N: Merry Christmas

Newt: Thank you, love.

(You both give each other a quick peck.)

Y/N: Okay. I'm ready. (You shuffle back and forth preparing yourself for Newt's gift. He smiles and blows out all the air from his lungs.)

Newt: Okay, well you know I am usually not one for words. Quite frankly long speeches never seem to come from the heart, so I’ll get to the point. I love you. There isn’t anything else I can say. All my life I never needed anyone, but now, if I didn’t have you in my life… I’m not quite sure how I could go on. I’d do anything to keep you as happy as you are tonight. (Newt slowly takes the source of his distraction out of his pocket and purposefully gets down on one knee.) I promise to live my life with you as the priority….my job and creatures a very close second. (He opens the black ring box to reveal a ring in the shape of a long slender dragon. The dragon’s head and tail are wrapped around a subtle diamond. You gasp audibly, your hands clasped around your mouth to hold back any other sounds.) 

Will you marry me, Y/N?

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Episode 7: The Rumors Part 2

(Silence befalls Newt’s office as he sits at his desk, he writes feverishly and every couple of seconds stops and turns towards his open case. He takes a moment’s pause and listens intently. When he doesn’t hear a sound, he turns back to his work and begins to devote himself to his work again. Abruptly he is interrupted by the sounds of gagging and heaving coming from the case. The camera catches a small smirk briefly etch itself across his face. Quick as a flash, Newt gets up from his seat and walks over to the case.)

Newt: Good Morning Sunshine

(Mumbles in your voice can be heard in response which makes Newt chuckle to himself. He goes back to his desk to get a small vial of cool blue liquid and some odd looking leaves which were purple. Returning to the case, he calls down to you again.)

Newt: Come up here darling, I’ll get you something for that hangover.

(Footsteps can be heard trudging up the ladder from the case. The top of your head appears following in suit with the rest of your body. The look of you can describe how the rest of your night went. Your hair is all over the place and your eye makeup makes your look like a raccoon. Newt walks over to you and instantly braces a hand behind your head and then brings your forehead to his lips as he plants a soothing kiss. You lift your head and greet the kiss and you quickly move past him to your desk chair and rest your head on the table. Newt brings over his supplies to you and begins to smear the leaf and blue liquid on the back of your neck.)

Newt: There that should help you feel right as rain. (Newt gets up and brings over his sk chair and sits chair. He leans into it and places his legs one by one on top of your desk. He gets comfy for the story he’s destined to tell).

Y/N: Go on then. Tell us what happened last night.

Newt: Oh? What, you don’t remember?

Y/N: Ha ha… spill it Scamander? How embarrassed should I be?

Newt: Nothing too bad my dear, you left to go to the loo but you missed the door and passed out in the doorway across from it. Luckily, Bridget got to you before I did and I told her I was just passing through, which I think she bought. I swear no one ever goes on that side of the house but it must have been popular because a couple seconds later the Minister turned up and helped you.

(As Newt finishes telling the story, you faintly remember seeing two people in that hallway… they had been so familiar at one point. You remain lost in thought, Newt sees this and continues.)

Newt: Of course you wouldn’t stop throwing yourself at me once you woke up. So desperate for all this then? (Newt runs his hand up and down, highlights his body. You instantly roll your eyes and laugh.)

Y/N: The nerve!(You respond, your smile implying the joke.)

Newt: Milton must have had a fun night as well. He’s late for work.

(You stare at Newt with wide eyes as you sip on the tea he had conjured for you.)

Y/N:What? He’s never missed a day of work, let alone been late!

Newt: Bridget swears that the other aurors reported that Angelica hasn’t showed up yet either.

Y/N: Scandal! (You smile and look down at your tea, you are feeling almost fully recovered and you look back up at Newt.) Thank you, you brilliant creature.

Newt:You’re welcome, you lovely beast.

(You both sit together in silence while you both sip on your tea. The office outside is quiet as others are just as hungover. You are the first one to break the silence between you.)

Y/N: I had a really weird dream. For some reason I dreamed that I saw Minister Parkinson and Bridget leaving the bathroom together and they had definitely hooked up.

(Newt, who was in the middle of a sip immediately spit it out in shock. You look alarmed as well, not sure of the implications of what you had just said. Newt quickly wipes his mouth looks over at you. His eyes wide.)

Newt: Are you sure this was just a dream?

Y/N: Yeah, I mean… come on… I know Bridget has a crush on him but… them hooking up in real life? Please. I must have just subconsciously made it up.

Newt: You’re probably right. Weird dream though. Wish you’d dream about us like that.(He winks at you as he collects your empty tea cup and carries his own cup over to his own desk.)

Y/N: Never said I didn’t.

(Just then Bridget comes walking in and the two of you go to pretending that you weren’t just flirting with each other. Bridget looks back and forth between the both of you and looks into the camera and smirks. She walks up to your desk.)

Bridget: How are you feeeeling? You were SOOOO drunk. Like you had passed out in the hallway and I just passed by and saw you lying there! Newt had to help me after… he just happened to pass by. (She looks back and him to see if Newt has reacted to what she said, but he just continues to write on his parchment, ignoring the situation.)

Y/N: Yes, I’m fine, thank you for helping me out Bridget. Did you have a good night?

Bridget: Oh yeah, totally. Those parties are always wicked. Do you want to go grab lunch?

Y?N: Sure! Love to. (To Newt) I’m just going to grab lunch quick with Bridget. I’ll be back soon.

Newt: (Newt hardly looks up when he answers) Hmmm…Sure Ms.Y/L/N.

(Bridget walks about the door ahead of you and you quickly turn back to Newt and blow him a kiss, he looks up and pretends to catch it and smiles back. You close the door behind you. The camera zooms in on Newt’s face and he turns back to his work. His smile grows wider and he shakes his head, knowing he is most certainly falling hard for you.)

(At lunch in the break room, the camera comes in to find Bridget and you laughing at the table. Your lunches spread out having been half devoured.)

Y/N: I can’t believe Finnegan put that charm on the main bathroom. I could hear Hannah screaming when the toilet tried to talk to her.

Bridget: (laughs even harder) He’s been trying to get back at Hannah for breaking up with him for that new Auror Michael. I think that did the trick.

Y/N: Did you hear Milton hasn’t been to work yet today? Apparently they say Angelica hasn’t either.

Bridget: Well yeah, I saw them talking, they never left each other’s sides. Like, I heard they ended up hooking up in Claire’s pool house!

Y/N: No…way…! Who knew Milton had it in him.

Bridget: Speaking of hooking up… rumor is that Newt and you spent the evening alone together too!

(You quickly stop laughing and you try your hardest to not give anything away.)

Y/N: Why would you say that?

Bridget: Rodger went looking for you after Newt left with you. He said he went to see the other beast department workers and they said they hadn’t seen you both…. Where did you guys go?

(Bridget has a huge smirk on her face and she raises her eyebrows up and down suggestively.)

Y/N: I… I don’t know what you mean. After we left Rodger we went over to the other beast workers… he must have missed us. I left to look for the toilets and Newt must have noticed I was gone awhile and found me with you.(You hope your story carries and that Bridget doesn’t catch on.)

Bridget: (Bridget rolls her eyes at you.) I don’t see why you guys just won’t admit that you guys are together.

Y/N: There isn’t anything to tell, really. (Bridget rolls her eyes again and goes back to eating and drinking. The moment has awkward silence written all over it. You chuckle and continue) Actually, you’ll get a kick out of this… so I thought I saw Minister Parkinson and you coming out of the bathroom together. (You laugh hysterically) What a crazy dream right?

(The camera zooms in on Bridget’s face. She looks at you stunned but is trying hard not to show it, tilting her head away from you as she looks everywhere but your eyes.)

Bridget: Ha. How funny.

Y/N: I know. I’m sure you wish right?

Bridget: Yep. I sure do. (She looks down as if preoccupied with something) Ummm I just remembered I’ve got this thing, so bye. (Bridget runs out leaving you stunned.)

(The camera follows Bridget at a distance. She seems too occupied to notice as she goes out into the stairwell and makes sure everyone is gone. The camera stands outside the door and watches through a small window. Bridget gets out a compact quill and parchment paper. She quickly scribbles a note and folds it into a paper airplane and then throws it into the air. It suddenly takes and flies down the stairs with a purpose. Bridget paces back and forth with a troubled look on her face. Suddenly another paper plane lands by her feet and she instantly bends down to pick it up. She looks it over, her eyes seemingly darting all over the page. With a sigh of relief she puts the paper down and catches the camera peering at her through the window. Casually Bridget flips her hair and walks towards the door. The camera moves back to allow her to open the door and walk through. Her faces holds steady as she walks to her office and shuts the door behind her.)

(You finish lunch along and start walking back to your office when you see Newt and Rodger walking into the conference room with Biggles and Claire.)

Y/N: What’s going on?

Rodger: Not sure, Minster sent a memo around asking us to meet him in here.

(The three of you walk into the conference room to see Bridget sitting there waiting. You all take your normal seats, a space open for Milton and the Minister. Moments later Minister Parkinson walks solemnly. He closes the door behind him and sits down without any hesitation. For a second you all sit in silence as you wait for him to reveal the reason for the meeting.)

Minister: Last night was fun wasn’t it? Let’s all thank Claire for another excellent party. (He begins to clap and everyone else begins to clap with him awkwardly.) Though with parties come the after party gossip. It’s come to my attention that there are some rumors going around about potential non reported relationships. (Everyone looks around)

(Suddenly the door opens and Milton bursts in. His clothes are completely disheveled and look as though he was mugged on his way in. He lunges forward towards Parkinson.)

Milton: Minister. Please forgive me, Sir! I overslept! I OVERSLEPT!!!!!

Minister Parkinson: Sit Down! SIT DOWN! (He waves off Milton annoyingly. Milton quickly puts his head down and walks over to his chair and sits down. He tries to fix his hair by smoothing it out.)

(In the background, Minister Parkinson continues to talk about the dangers of gossip and rumors. The camera zooms in on Newt and you. You lean your head over towards Newt. He leans into you as well.)

Y/N: I’m a bit nervous about this meeting…apparently there is a rumor going around about us being an item…

Newt: Don’t worry… it’s fine. (He squeezes your hand under the table.)

Minister Parkinson: Let’s bring some of these rumors to the table and just lay it all out there. Let’s find the truth behind the lies.

(Everyone looks around at each other, not really knowing where to start. Rodger slowly begins.)

Rodger: I heard Newt and Y/N left to go off alone pretty much all night.

Newt and you stare at Rodger incredulously that he would stoop so low as to actually go along with this.)

Minister Parkinson: Interesting… has anyone else heard this?

(Everyone raises their hands, even Milton who sits next to you.)

Newt: Really… Milton?

Milton: What? I have no loyalty to you.

Newt: Right then…. I heard a rumor that Milton and Angelica have been sleeping with each other for years now. (Milton turns to Newt)

Milton: Now see here Salamander!

(The two of the them start shouting at each other trying to deny everything that the other is saying. You finally stand in between them and pull them apart.)

Minister Parkinson: Gentlemen, please! Come down… now… are the rumors true?

Milton and Newt:NO!

Minister Parkinson: See everyone, it’s not work appropriate to go around and accusing people of non compliant things. Now I think we should put all the rumors behind us and all move on.

Milton and Newt sit down and the room becomes quiet again.

Claire: I *BEEP* ed Biggles.

(Biggles groans and hides his head in his hands as the room erupts with groans of disgust.)

Rodger: COME ON BIGGLES!!!

Y/N: Claire! Omg!

Minister Parkinson: I’m dismissing this meeting before we get any more detailed than that.

(Everyone begins to pile out of the room quickly, trying to get away from Claire. Even Biggles struggles to get out of the room and he pushes people out of the way as he runs.)

(It is the end of the day and everyone has gone home. Newt and you stand outside your office door as he locks it. After he is done turning the key he looks down at you and smiles. You look up at him and he gently grabs your face inbetween his hands and begins to kiss you passionately. You wrap your arms around his neck for support and give into the kiss. A cough breaks you two apart as Minister Parkinson walks up to the both of you. For a moment it is tense and you can hear your heart beating in your ears from the kiss and from the nerves of this situation.)

Minister Parkinson: Newt… I thought we talked about this. Did I not as you please report this to WR? If people find out that this is real and not just a rumor there is going to be a conflict of interest. (He pauses) I’m going to have to fire Y/N.

(You are drowning in the beat of your heart in your ears. It is so loud that you hardly hear Newt’s exclamations to this decree.)

Newt: SIR! That is so out of line! Y/N hasn’t done anything to deserve such a drastic sentence. Where is this coming from?

Minister Parkinson: Newt, I clearly explained to you that you needed to report this to WR. I’m trying to protect your job. I mean no offense Y/N but I did explain this was needed if you were going to enter into a relationship with someone from the office. No exceptions.

Newt: (Newt is visibly angry) If you want us to go to WR and report our relationship, fine… we will…. Maybe we’ll get talking about the strange dream Y/N had… you know… the one where she saw you and Bridget together in the bathroom… I bet the whole WR department would love to hear about it… maybe even someone in particular?

(The atmosphere quickly becomes tense as the Minister and Newt stare at one another. Seconds slowly go by before the Minister responds.)

Minister Parkinson: Y/N can keep her job. Consider your relationship registered with WR, no need for paperwork. Good evening.

(The Minister walks away and Newt turns back to you, his blood still boiling.)

Y/N: That was so bizarre! Why would he just change his mind like that? Who is in WR that he doesn’t want to know about Bridget?

Newt: His wife.

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