Living with Newton Artemis Fido Scamander was hard; especially with that love for animals he held. The hallways were often littered with puffskein fur, nifflers liked to steal the kitchen utensils and Pheonix ash found it’s place under perches around the house.

Still, it was homely, it was nice, weirdly enough.

What wasn’t nice though? Teddy stealing your favourite necklace.

You had made the mistake of leaving it out on your desk while the nifflers were exploring. You knew one of them had taken it, and had enlisted Newt and his stern hand to the creatures.

“Give me the necklace.” He said firmly, holding a hand out expectantly as the nifflers rummaged around in their pouches. He sighed softly, clearly tired of their constant thievery. Obviously you didn’t mind if it was anything else- but this had sentimental value and you didn’t want to lose it.