Newt trusted you more than anyone. It was clear in the way he ran to you for any minor problem or any fun little beast fact he’d learned. That’s why he’d hired you as his assistant in a heartbeat.

Since your first year of hogwarts, sat opposite each other on the hogwarts express with his nervous little face he’d trusted you. Since you made him smile, became his first friend, he’d trusted you. Even when he got expelled and you refused to go to Hogwarts if Newt wasn’t there. He knew he had to stay by your side. Best…friends? it sure felt like more- but neither of you really had the guts to do much about it.

“I have to go get some herbs” Newt said quickly as he pulled on his coat, you were busy entertaining nifflers with a sparkling pendant he’d gifted you for your 16th birthday. “You’ll- you’ll watch them, yeah?” Of course you agreed- As if you could say no to those hazel labyrinthine eyes. And of course Newt trusted you- as if he wouldn’t trust his Angel with such a simple task.

It was only when Newt came back through the suitcase’s hatch three hours later, hands stuffed of dittany leaves, gillyweed, mandrake roots and venomous tentacula seeds tucked into multiple neat bags and stuffed raggedly under his arms, when he realised how good of an idea that was- to leave the creatures in your care.

There, lying in a spot of grass, were you, fast asleep. The sunlight sparkling over your skin, hair ruffled and messy from the creatures shuffling around you. Speaking of the creatures, multiple of them had curled up beside you; three nifflers in your arms, a hippogriff with its wing resting over you like a blanket and, a puffskein pushed itself between the wing of the hippogriff and your warm body. A pile of various fluffs and feathers- so peaceful.

Newt slowly placed the bags down, leaving them piled up by the ladder as he walked closer to you. Oh you were angelic like this. Truly perfect. If you were his spouse he’d kiss your forehead and tell you how beautiful you were. But, he refrained, to his dismay.