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FUCK IT WE'LL FIGURE OUT SPECIFICS LATER

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Minifill: Newt's bogart is his brother TW: Rape/Noncon 3/3

[(Anonymous)]

As it turns out, I couldn't resist. Here you go, OP! Te part where other people get the chance to react to Newt's boggart. Well. I say people, but it's actually just Tina.

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This was the third house that they visited in as many days. It was a lovely two-story house with a wide backyard on the outskirts of Wiltshire. The nearest neighbor was forty minutes away by foot.

The house looked sturdy enough, in Newt's opinion. They could always just add spells to reinforce it, if not.

Tina, however, had a marginally different criteria for an acceptable home. She examined all the entrances and exits, presumably checking the defensibility of the house from attacks. Understandable, really, as the war was well underway, and both of them were known enemies of Grindelwald.

Tina also insisted of checking the house from top to bottom to make sure that the previous owners left no nasty surprises.

Newt was peering into an old, ornate dresser. He could have sworn that there was something inside. The doors had rattled when he had first stepped into the room.

Maybe a couple of doxies?

Tina's voice rang out from the hallway.

"Newt, Mr. Noble mentioned that there was a boggart that moved in a few weeks ago in one of the--"

Newt, upon hearing the word boggart, had turned around to sprint out of the room.

Unfortunately, the boggart in the dresser had decided to give chase, and the dresser doors sprang open with a loud bang.

Loud footsteps followed Newt, quickly gaining ground. He knew if he turned to look, it would be Theseus, looking like he did on the night of Newt and Tina's wedding, when Newt saw him last.

He felt the barely-there brush of fingertips on the back of his neck in a gut-wrenching moment, before a jet of red light whizzed past him and into his pursuer, courtesy of Tina's Stupefy and ever reliable Auror reflexes. He slid down onto the hallway floor, trying to catch his breath and calm his rapidly beating heart.

He knew Tina could be trusted to take care of the boggart with no problem, but still, the memory of the last time he had encountered a boggart flashed into his mind. He had only gotten away after a few hours had passed, thanks to Dougal and Pickett chasing a murtlap that had decided to brave the world outside the case while Newt was missing in action.

If only he could cast Obliviate on himself reliably. He couldn't ask Tina to do it, as that would entail explaining why he need to be Obliviated in the first place.

"--ewt. Can you hear me? I need you to breathe with me. In. Hold. Out. In. Hold. Out. In--"

Slowly, the darkness on the edges of his vision receded. When he finally came back to himself, Tina was holding his cold, clammy hands firmly with her own smaller ones.

He chanced a quick peek at her from under his unruly hair. Her face was the very picture of concern.

"Hey. There you are," she whispered. He was half-expecting her to crack a joke, somewhere along the lines of how lucky he was to have an Auror for a wife. Instead, she only pulled him closer for a tight hug.

"I'm so sorry, Newt," she said as she pulled back. He couldn't help but tense at the loss of contact, which didn't escape her notice. She put hand on his neck tentatively, and went on to run her fingers through his hair when he relaxed. "We...We'll just look into properties in New York from now on, okay? I didn't know--"

Tina bit her lip, but Newt could still guess the words she meant to say.

I didn't know you were so terrified of you brother that your boggart turns into him.

"We can try to find somewhere near Queenie and Jacob's, okay?" Tina asked, eyes beseeching. Away from Europe and Theseus. "I know you don't like MACUSA that much but we're away most of the year anyway--"

Newt reached for her cheek with a shaking hand and leaned in to kiss her.

"I love you, and I'd like that," he breathed out. He had closed his eyes in relief and so he couldn't see her, but Tina had a sappy look on her face and a smile that could outshine the sun.