"Theseus, how charming! Breaking hearts all over I see." Travers was laughing at the pair of them.
"It wasn't for me" Said a shocked Theseus. Travers stopped laughing and turned to see him, he had slumped on the back of the lift, he must have looked ashen because even Travers softened his gaze at seeing his state.
"Your travel ban is lifted" he only nodded. Now he only had to deal with an over enraged pair of sisters.
"Can we take some days off?" Theseus Interrupt Travers exit.
"Take a week" he paused. "Better two" he corrected looking at him again. How bad did he looked if even the cold-blooded Travers had pity on him.
Even Theseus had lost the mocking spark in his eyes, but he recovered immediately, he knew that look that was the one he had every time he made a new crazy plan in the war. The plans were always crazy, and they almost died more than once but somehow, they always worked out.
"We are going to New York, Fido!" His confidence was back, as he pulled him out of the lift that was back in the aurors department somehow it had moved without him noticing, in the next second he was in Theseus office.
"You have everything in your case?" he only nodded his brother knew perfectly well that he was always prepared to help a poor beast in need across the country or even across the world, one never knows. Theseus summoned a case of his own. "Okay, let me send an explanation to Leta and then we can go." He had already half of a page written down.
"I should go alone…" He couldn't finish the sentence his brother had finished the letter and was seeing him with a crooked smile.
"And miss all the drama? I don't think so." He sent the letter and walked to the door with Newt. "I put you in this mess, let me help you out." He said while they were entering the lift again
He nodded again, he knew his brother, if he wanted to come, he will with or without his permission.
"Well tell me about her" He could feel the brush climbing from his neck to his cheeks, why does Theseus had to ask that.
"What do you want to know?" He settled to ask, while praying for the lift to open.
"We can begin slow. How do you meet her?" That his brother will definitely laugh at when he finds out. Thank Merlin in that moment the lift door opened in the transportation department. "This conversation isn't over, Fido."
The transportation department was the one of the most elegant ones in the ministry, so they had a little waiting area where he sat down while his brother arranged everything, this was the perfect time for him to begin a plan. A plan that will decide his future, so he quickly took out his notebook and began to write the outline of his plan:
Step 1: Get to New York
Step 2: Find Tina
Step 3: Clear misunderstandings
Step 4: Declare his love for her.
It was easy, simple and organized, and had space for improvisation. It the was perfect plan, with a little bit of luck he could make it work just fine, maybe he could ask Queenie for help? Or confide in Theseus a little bit? Before he could decide the notebook was taken out of his hands by an outburst of magic. The next thing that he knew, his brother was reading his plan in front of him.
"I like Step 4." He said with a large devilish smile. "The rest needs an upgrade, you can't improvise everything, Fido." His brother was really going to interfere without a doubt. He had to prepare for the humiliation that he is going to drag him in the next two weeks.
"I can do it alone, she will hex me in the first try, but she will hear me… eventually." He said with a big sight escaping his lips at the through of what Tina would do to him the moment that she see him, she could be mad or depressed but the scenarios that he didn't want to see where the ones were she was happy without him, or even worse were she congratulated him for his false nuptials, or worst that she was indifferent.
"Come on we have a portkey to catch, then we can clear your plan over a drink." Theseus said while seeing his notebook. He could see the gears turning in his head, and he didn't even know who Tina was, or what she is capable of.
He led him to a room a few meters away from the waiting area, in the middle of the room there was only a old umbrella Theseus took the handle while a lady appeared out of nowhere and began the countdown, Newt gripped the umbrella by the middle, and the room blurred out.