This may become something more, but right now Iâm just using it as a warm up exercise. There is a plan to make it more.
The first time Newt meets Percival Graves itâs his brother Theseusâ fault. Newt was returning to the manor from the forest that was part of their grounds. A Lot of neat magical plants grew deep in the woods, and he was able to study the creatures that resided there. It was mostly smaller forest creatures, like pixies and gnomes, but He occasionally found a unicorn wandering through the trees.
He enters the house with an armful of freshly caught leaping toadstools, the things still trying to squirm away. Newt wishes he had brought a sack to contain them. He hurries to his case where he can put them away but stops when he sees the case is on its side, cover open. He feels his irritation rise.
âTheseus!â he shouts as he descends the ladder. âI swear, if you are harassing my creatures⌠again⌠â His shouting trails off as he makes his way out of the shed, and comes face to face with a stranger. A very harassed, guilty looking stranger. The manâs one nice clothing is in a disarray, his tie only holding together by a few threads, vest rumpled, shirt untucked, hair full of feathers and a small scratch on his cheek. He's standing there frozen in place, looking like a kid caught flying his parents broom.
Newt startles when one of his young occamy pops its head out of the manâs vest and squawks excitedly at Newt. The creatures makes a leap for newt, who drops his toadstools to catch her as her wings aren't quite ready yet. Â He catches her with one arm and with a snap of his wrist his wand drops into the other, arm raised to point it at the intruder. He glares at the intruder.
âWho are you? Why are you trying to steal my creatures?â newt barks, and the man throws his arms up in surrender.
âIâm not! This isnât what it looks like.â Newt is surprised with the American accent that come out of the intruders mouth. It only causes him to be more suspicious. âIâm an auror with MACUSA-â
âHow did you get in here?â What was an auror from MACUSA doing here?
The stranger opens his mouth to reply when a laughing Theseus comes tumbling in from the savanna biome. His laughter drops off when he catches sight of the scene in front of him.
âNewt! Youâre back early,â Theseus also looks guilty, and rightly so. Newt turns and points his wand at this brother, a flick of his wrist throwing a Jinx at Theseus wordlessly. His brother doesn't have time to do much more than squawk in indignation before his once ginger hair and beard turn a lively shade of fuschia.
âNewt!â he shouts, reaching up to touch his hair. âWhy do you always go for the hair!â
The stranger besides him snorts but quickly shuts up when Newt points his wand at him again.
âAh Newt, this is Percival Graves, heâs an auror with MACUSA.â
Newt  sighed and lowered his wand, slipping it back into his sleeve. He relaxed his tense posture, finally looking at the Occamy who was now coiled around his arm, feathers ruffled when she realized her mum was upset.
âItâs alright dear, everything's fine.â he cooed, and she relaxed her grip enough that newt could pull her off to cradle in his cupped palms.
âMr.Graves, a word of advice, don't listen to my brother.â Graves slowly relaxed, hand falling back to his sides.
âDuly noted,â graves said with a nod, a glint of amusement shining in his eyes newt noted. He also noted that the man was rather handsome, now that he was no longer a threat. Newt turned away to return the occamy to her nest.
âNow get out of my case!â he called over his shoulder, getting a salute from his brother and a sarcastic âyes, sir!â.
