"One! Two! Don't you dare make me count to three!" a young woman called out. Though her voice was demanding, she was sweet and kind. Porpentina Goldstein, or Tina to her dear friends, looked at a small, furry creature. It's beak, which was long and flat, was covered in blue paint and its sleek black fur shinned in the fluorescent lights.
Tina, who was wearing some of her nicest clothing, looked at the creature, staring into its beady black eyes. The creature took in a couple shallow breaths and ran. Tina, who had, on account, pretty good reflexes, chased after the fast creature that was jumping about and hiding under pieces of furniture.
"You little-" Tina mumbled as she hopped over some of the fallen and wrecked furniture. The creature slid under the couch as Tina got closer to it. Tina had finally lost track of where the little mischievous creature had gone. She looked around the wrecked apartment building.
Shelves had fallen on top of other furniture and fragments of fine porcelain lay fractured on the ground. Some of the wall paper, which had already been starting to peel, had been ripped off the wall and blue paint covered the wooden floor. The place was a complete mess.
"All right," sighed Tina. "Enough games, now." Tina took her wand out of one of her coat pockets and held it up with her right hand. Dragging the wand in the air in different motions, she completed her spell. "Accio niffler!"
The niffler drug his small paws against the wooden floor leaving small scratch marks on the floor as it flew up into Tina's hands. Tina looked at the niffler, who looked as though it was pouting, gripped it tightly.
"I'm sorry little guy. Newt specifically said only an hour of play time a day. I think that you best be on your way to look after your babies," She said in a hushed voice. She let the niffler on to the ground and watched as it scurried away to the basement.
Tina looked around at the apartment again, this time noticing that it was really messed up. It looked as if a small tornado had gone through the place. Not too worried, Tina lifted her wand up again and started chanting different words and moving her hands in all sorts of uniformed ways until the apartment was cleaned up.
By the time she had put the nifflers to bed and put away some of the dishes she had used that day, a small knocking sounded at the door. Tina rushed over, eager to see who was there. With anticipation, she opened the door to find a tall man with a brown briefcase standing at the doorway. His hair drooping down over his face, sopping wet, he smiled. He wore a blue overcoat and dark pants with brown scuffed up boots.
"Hello, Tina," He said. With his head down, his bright green eyes met Tina's as he smiled at her.
"I was wondering when you'd be back, ," Tina said, holding in any emotion as she stared at the man. They both stared at each other for a couple of minutes until Tina had realized it was pouring down rain outside.
Tina let in the apartment, realizing how rude it was of her to invite the owner of the apartment that she was staying in to be left in the pouring rain. Tina's cheeks, flushed with pink, she stated, "Sorry , I had no clue you were-" Tina was cut off.
"Not to worry! I am usually – you know – in really strange – stuff?" He said awkwardly. He smiled again. "Er. Sorry, no I didn't - didn't mind. The rain. It wasn't that bad," Newt whispered.
Tina smiled at Newt and he smiled back.
"I hope that your apartment is okay. I mean-the niffler and I created some messes, so I tried cleaning it up."
"Yes, thank you," Newt said as he took off his jacket and hung it up on a coat rack, which then collapsed from the wall. Newt laughed. "Oh. Must get that fixed."
Silence passed between the two. It felt like hours before Tina finally said, "Well, I must get going. Queenie is probably worried." Tina looked down at her shoes and swung her arms around in discomfort. "Well I should probably get going. Now. Yeah." She looked back up at Newt, who was still looking at the auror.
"Uh. Wait, what? Oh yeah. Yes. You can go," Newt said as he headed towards the basement, then stopped right before he reached the first step. Thinking for a while before he headed down, he stared in front of him. Then without looking behind him, he hurried down the flight of stairs leaving Tina in the living room.
To be continued.