Prompt Post #1

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 ROUND 1

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Re: Not Flesh and Blood But The Heart (2/3)

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Percival sat opposite them, reading. His forehead was creased slightly as he stared down at some papers, making the occassional note. He looked up as Newt let out a particularly convincing dragon-like roar, and then cast a quieting charm over them - the noises Newt and Modesty made would sound the same volume to him, but Percival would be able to concentrate a little more on his work.

Newt rocked Modesty a little as he read, able to see that she was tiring, her eyelids drooping a little as sleep beckoned her.
"You need to sleep now..."
"I worry you'll be gone when I wake up," she mumbled. "You're a real family, and I've got a real home, and I don't want to sleep and then wake up and then find out it's all been a dream. Please, don't make me sleep..."
"You're safe here." Newt promised, not pressing her. He continued with his story, knowing that soon enough she would fall into the sleep her body demanded.

She closed her eyes and snuggled into the warmth of his chest, as he stroked her hair, continuing to read in a gentle voice. Her eyes were closing and she lay in his arms, relaxed.

Newt was just lifting her to deposit her in her bed when the windows of the lounge smashed inwards. Newt instantly wrapped around Modesty to shelter her as glass ripped through the air and Percival drew his wand.

Her eyes opened wide with terror, and she whimpered.
"I'm sorry," she murmured. "I'm so sorry, please don't take me back Papa, I'm sorry..."
Newt rested a hand on her back, and shook his head.
"We're never getting rid of you Modesty. But I don't think that was you." He raised his head, looking at the dark mass which writhed outside.