“But, s—s-seriously, that’s what you’re scared of?”

Newt could only manage a stifled chuckle as he took a glance at your expression. The two of you had just gotten out of defense against the dark arts, and specifically this lesson was about boggarts and how to deal with them.

Newt knew he really had no leverage to be teasing you about your fear, especially given how ridiculous his was, and how loud the other students had laughed at him. But he just couldn’t resist poking small amounts of fun at you.

The two of you had known each other since first year at Hogwarts, and now you were both halfway through fifth year. He was your only friend, and you were his. So it was only natural that you two would be laughingstocks together.