Wattpad user said:  I have a request for a one-shot. I doubt you will do it which is fine btw. Maybe do a one-shot where Newt left Theseus and his mom or dad at a young age as a girl and came back how many years later as a guy and they both get really close to each other as in more than a brother should (of course). It sounds like it would be interesting. 

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“A boy? You are a girl, Neliah! You were born a girl and you will never change!” Mrs. Scamander yells. She is pacing back and forth in the living room. Mr. Scamander is sitting in his rocking chair like always, Theseus is leaning on the door frame which leads to the kitchen, and Neliah is standing in the middle of the room. Theseus hasn’t said anything since Neliah came out as trans. How could his little sister say something like this? She is acting ridiculous. 

“Mom you don’t understand! I don’t feel right as a girl. I don’t like pretending and I’m sick of this feeling that I will never be happy.” Neliah’s blue coat is flapping as she gets angrier with her mother. Mrs. Scamander stops pacing and stares at her daughter in astonishment. 

“You don’t feel like a girl? Neliah what is in your skirt? What is on your chest? What makes it so you can give birth to the next generation? You are a girl and it’s time you stop acting like an idiot and start acting like a woman.” Mrs. Scamander steps froward into Neliah’s space.

Neliah stands there quietly. Her eyes never leaving her mother’s. “I came to you, my family, to find comfort and support. I will not live with people who don’t accept me for who I am.”

“Then leave.” Mr. Scamander whispered. He hasn’t said anything until now. “You’re leaving tomorrow morning.” He slowly rises from the couch and walks up the stairs to his bedroom.

Mrs. Scamander takes one more look at Neliah and marches up the stairs after her husband.

Neliah drops to the floor sobbing. 

“How could they… how could dad… mom…”

Someone clears their throat and that's when Neliah remembers her brother is still in the room. She quickly looks up at the door frame and at her brother, Theseus.

“You don’t hate me now, do you?” 

Theseus walks over to her and crouches down. “I could never hate you. I’m just so confused. Why are you doing this?”

“I hate myself Theseus. I hate this body.”

“I love you. I love you as you. I’m your brother and you talking this way hurts me. Come upstairs with me. We can tell mom and dad together that you were lying. You won’t have to leave then.”

Neliah doesn’t say anything. She leans in and takes Theseus’ lips with hers. Theseus jumps back, startled. She stares at him and stands up. “I can’t stay.”

Theseus takes a few steps back and runs up the stairs.

All the family new was by morning there was no sight of Neliah. 

Over the years there were no letters, no owls, no visits, nothing.

It’s been seven years since she ran away. Theseus is due to get married next month to his beautiful fiance, Leta. He’s already sent out all the guest invites two months ago and now receives several owls a day from friends and family saying that they will be attending.

Theseus sits in his office writing the paperwork for the day at the ministry. A large brown owl flys into his office and drops a letter in his lap. He looks at the owl and notices how he’s never seen this owl before. None of his friends or family own this kind. He unties the ribbon and reads the parchment.  He skims through the writing to find out the guest is attending the wedding and will be staying at a hotel the week prior. Signed Newton Scamander. Newt? He quickly writes back inviting the stranger to come visit right when they arrive at their hotel.

Three weeks pass and Theseus gets more anxious with every passing day. He will soon be a married man. 

The ring of the doorbell pulls him out of his thoughts. He walks to the door and opens it to reveal a slim man with red curly hair. His freckles pop with the slight pinkish color on his cheeks. His eyes are beautiful and welcoming as they stare up at Theseus.  His briefcase is torn up and his yellow vest is somewhat dirty. The coat… the blue coat… fits his shoulders nicely. Theseus’ eyes dart to the man’s face and he sees it. His sister is home.

“Neliah… is that you?” Theseus’ hand reaches out and cups the man’s face.

“Newt... actually. It’s good to see you again Thes.” He shyly smiles at the older brother.

Theseus nearly tackles him as he pulls him into a hug and kisses his head. “Where have you been? No letters or visits? I’ve missed you so much.” He pulls him into the hug tighter, not daring to let go just in case Newt leaves him again.

“I’ve been in America learning about the creatures they have. See I’ve been writing a book all about the fantastic beast across the wizarding world. I’ve even been saving them and helping them recover from injuries caused by poachers.”

Theseus doesn’t let go or say anything. He just holds on tighter. Newt’s face changes from a smile to something almost heartbreaking. “I didn’t mean to be gone for so long. I was scared. Scared of what you, mom, and dad would think about me after I transitioned. If you couldn't tell I don't look the same and now I have a deep voice. It will never be as deep as yours though. I’m sorry I didn’t come home sooner.” Newt can feel his tears fall onto Theseus’ shoulder.

“Would you like some tea, Newt?” Theseus pulls away from Newt and walks to the kitchen doorway. “You can put your coat in the closet and your case by the stairs.”

Newt smiles and lets go of a breath he didn’t know he was holding. “Thank you, Theseus. Tea would be lovely.”

“I’ll be in the kitchen.” Theseus leaves and walks to the kitchen.

During the week before the wedding, Theseus and Newt catch up on their lost time. Theseus makes Newt stay with them instead of the hotel, Newt accepting automatically, and Leta finally meeting Theseus’ brother.

Theseus leans on the counter in the dimness of the stove light. He can’t sleep because of all the thoughts running through his head. It was the night before the wedding and he is nervously drinking some orange juice as Newt slowly creeps into the room. 

“What are you up?” Newt grabs a cup from the cupboard and pours some orange juice.

“Last minute wedding thoughts.”

“Oh, I see. Scared?” Newt glances at his brother and leans next to him.

“Not scared just, worried. What if I’m not good enough for her?” Theseus’ eyes meet Newt’s.

“You’re perfect Theseus. You are going to be the best husband and in the future the best father.”

“Thanks, Newt.” They smile at each other before Newt’s eyes look down at the floor.

“Why are you awake?”

“I’m worried too, I guess. About mom and dad. Are they going to welcome me when they see me? Does mom miss me? Did dad really mean what he said? What about our other family? Does anyone hate me? I shouldn’t have co-” Newt’s sentence gets cut off by Theseus’ lips crashing onto his. Newt stands there in shock. Right before Theseus can pull away Newt places is hand on the back of Theseus’ head and pulls him closer into the kiss. 

Their mouths move in sync as Theseus slips his tongue in Newt’s mouth. Newt runs his fingers through Theseus’ hair and pulls slightly, causing a slight growl to escape Theseus’ mouth. Theseus nips at Newt’s lips before pulling away. 

“We shouldn’t have done that, Theseus.”

“I know.”

“You’re going to get married tomorrow.”

“I know, Newt.”

“Why don’t you care?”

Newt: *slowly grabbing wand*

Theseus:... because some beast are good girls!

Theseus:

LuneRose1213 request: I thought of an idea after reading this for the eleventh time. Perhaps you could create something such as Newt getting Theseus a puppy for Christmas, and the name can be your choice. I thought a cute lil fluff story would be nice. I hope you'll consider it! Much love❤🙂❤-------------------------

Theseus was actually surprised when he got a letter from his brother saying that he was coming over for Christmas. He wasn't gonna even do anything for Christmas. He was planning to just work all holiday. Why would he celebrate it? His brother is never there, is parents are gone, and his finance is... well, it doesn't matter anymore because his brother has insisted on coming over. How could he say no?

So now he's anxiously waiting in his living room with a book in his hand. He hasn't read a single page since he sat don't. Too nervous to see his brother again. He takes a sip of his tea and grimaces at how cold it became. He stands up and walks over to the kitchen, dumping out the old cup and starting to make a new one. A soft knock comes from the door and Theseus quickly jogs over to the door.

He opens it and a gust of cold wind comes through with his little brother. Newt stumbles into the apartment, falling onto Theseus who catches him. Newt looks up and that cute smile Theseus loves, meet him.

"Nice of you for dropping by." Theseus lifts Newt up onto his feet and gives him a proper hug.

"Nice that you could catch me before I dropped." Newt hugs back, hesitantly, never much of a hugger.

They pull away from one another and neither of them says anything. Theseus shakes his head, backing up a little, and gestures to the room. "Make yourself at home. Coats go in the closet and your case can go in the spare guest room. I'm making some tea right now if you want any.

"That would be great. I think I'll hold onto my case for now."

Theseus nods his head and leaves for the kitchen to get the cups ready. When he comes back to the living room with both their cups, Newt is sitting on the ground by the Christmas tree. He's wearing an oversized lavender sweater, Theseus'.

"That's where that went. I've been looking for that sweater forever, Newt." Theseus walks over to his brother and sits down on the ground with him. He hands him the cup of tea and shivers when their fingers touch. Newt blushes and sets the tea down.

"I can give it back right now if you want. I didn't mean to keep it." Newt nervously looks at Theseus, ready to give back the sweater.

"Keep it. It looks good on you." Theseus takes a sip of his cup and feels satisfied when he notices Newt's blush.

"Thank you."

"You don't have to say that. You are always welcome to wear my clothes. How long will you be staying?" Theseus sets his cup down next to Newt's.

"Maybe two days. I still have a lot of work to do in Ireland."

"Oh... Okay, two days then." Theseus can't help the sudden feeling of loneliness that comes after that sentence.

"I can... I can stay longer if you want me to." Newt's eyes fill with worry for his older brother.

"No, no you have work to get to. So do I."

"You have work off for the week, don't you?"

"Yeah, but I don't have any reason to take it off so I offered to come in and work for the time being."

"Oh." Silence fills the rooms and they both awkwardly sit around. Drinking tea and looking at the old family photos on the wall.

"Oh! Before I forget. I have your gift." Newt stands up and grabs his briefcase from the couch. He places it on the ground and pops it open.

"Newt, you didn't have to. I don't need-" Theseus' eyes widen as Newt pulls out a little german shepherd puppy. One of the ears is bent while the other one is sticking straight up.

"I found her in an alleyway by where I was working. She looked lost and didn't have a collar. For a week I looked for her family, but no one owned her. She seemed lonely. She sorta reminds me of you." Newt's eyes meet his and he hands Theseus the puppy. Theseus takes her in his hands and looks down at the adorable puffball. Her eyes are blue, like Newt's.

"I've heard that you work every day and never go out with friends. I wish I can always be here for you, but I know I can't so I know that you guys will be perfect for each other."

Theseus looks up at Newt and smiles. It's true. He is lonely and misses Newt every day.

"Thank you, Newt. She's perfect."

Newt beams at Theseus shifts a little closer to him. "What are you going to call her?"

Theseus thinks about it for a second until he gazes at Newt. He grins and looks back down at the puppy. "Artemis, because she reminds me of you. Your smile, your hair, your eyes. I love her. I love you." He raises his head to see Newt leaning in. Their lips form together perfectly. Newt places a hand on the side of Theseus' face while Theseus grabs the back of Newt's next and pulls him closer. Theseus goes to deepen the kiss until they both hear a little bark. They pull away and look down at the little puppy who is standing in front of them, wagging her tail.

"Let me have this moment, Artemis." Theseus pets her head and they both start laughing as she jumps into their laps, licking them both.

"I have something for you too, Newt." Theseus quickly runs up the stairs and comes back down with a frame. He hands the photo to Newt. The little brother's eyes start to water, tears beginning to fall. He stands up and wraps his arms around his big brother.

"I love it! Thank you so much!" Newt pulls away and looks back down at the photo. It's a picture of him and Theseus as kids. They were playing in the yard with their toy dragons and knights. Their mom and dad are sitting in the background smiling at them as they play pretend.

"This is the best present anyone could've given me," Theseus says above him. Newt glances up at him and smiles.

"A puppy?"

"You." Theseus leans down and their lips meet.

Theseus:

Theseus:

Theseus: what’s in the box?

Newt:

Theseus: Newt what’s in the box?

Theseus: what did you do?

Newt: NOBODY DIED