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Theseus stepped inside the lift, unable to help the nerves that jolted through him. He looked down at the bouquet of flowers he had, hoping she would like it. He had accidentally hit someone with his car. Thankfully, it had been nothing too serious but it could have been and he was nervous regardless. The last time he visited the woman he had hit she was still unconscious. She didn't know that the person who had landed her to the hospital had visited her for almost a week now.

If he were being honest, he was afraid of what her reaction would be. Theseus knew he had to apologise. Even though he already covered the cost of her hospital bills, it would be unbecoming of him to not apologise about it. He mentally prepared himself to be yelled at for not paying attention and causing an accident. The doctor already said that she was lucky there were no life-threatening injuries. The worst she had gotten was a concussion and a fractured foot. The doctors were sure that the concussion would have healed by now. Now, her biggest problem was her foot; according to the doctor it would take at least six to eight weeks to heal properly (more or less).

He finally reached the door of her room, mentally preparing himself before knocking. There was no response at first. He was about to knock on the door again when there was finally a voice from inside.

"Enter!"

Theseus opened the door and his breath caught in his throat. She sat on the bed with her dark brown hair let down and sunshine streaming in from the window danced on her dark skin. There was a bandage around her forehead and her fractured foot. She turned her head in his direction. Her brown eyes stared at him curiously. She gave him a little smile. "Who might you be?"

Snapped out of his reverie, Theseus closed the door behind him and approached her bedside warily. He cleared his throat and introduced himself. "My name is Theseus. Theseus Scamander."

"What an unique name. Not that I have any right to criticise with my odd surname." She chuckled. "My name is Leta. Leta Lestrange."

Theseus stared at her for a bit before forcing himself to swallow down the lump in his throat. "Actually, I am here to apologise to you, Ms. Lestrange." Ms. Lestrange raised one of her eyebrows in confusion. His eyes dropped to the floor as he continued. "I was the one who hit you with my car. My apologies, I should have been more careful. I am so sorry, Ms. Lestrange."

He didn't dare to raise his head, afraid of what he would see. But instead of the harsh words he expected, she chuckled. "Mr. Scamander, It's fine. I'm not the type to hold a grudge, so please do not feel like you are indebted to me. Everything is fine now."

"But I could have seriously injured you!" Theseus insisted as his eyes sought out her own for the first time. "I-I could have crippled you, or worse. Please accept my apology, Ms. Lestrange."

Ms. Lestrange stared at him, speechless. There was a surprise painted in her dark eyes. She opened her mouth to say something but immediately closed her mouth again. Silence fell for what felt like hours before she finally smiled at him. "Alright, I will accept your apology but on one condition."

"What is it?" Theseus asked.

"Stop calling me, Ms. Lestrange." She smiled brightly. "Call me Leta and I will consider us even, Mr. Scamander."

"Are you sure that's enough?" He asked with an uncharacteristically small voice. "I feel terrible for not doing more."

"I said what I said, Mr. Scamander." She snorted.

"I understand." Theseus scratched his cheek, embarrassed. "Thank you, Leta." He gave her a sheepish smile that she responded to with a grin. Remembering the bouquet of flowers, he offered it to her. "I know it's nothing special but it was the only thing that I could think of to bring with me. I hope you love it, Leta."

Leta took the bouquet from his hand. She examined each flower, smiling brightly. "It's such a nice bouquet, thank you Mr.-"

"It's Theseus." He cut her off

"Huh?" She muttered, confused.

"Just call me, Theseus. It feels quite odd that I get to call you Leta but you keep calling me Mr. Scamander." Theseus explained.

Leta chuckled and shook her head fondly. "Fine, Theseus is it." They exchanged smiles, any leftover tension evaporating. "You must be tired from standing, Theseus. Please sit."

Theseus grinned sheepishly and pulled the chair near to the bed and sat down. For some reason, Theseus found it easy to talk with Leta. Apparently, they shared a lot of similar interest and they chatted for hours without a hint of awkwardness. Before Theseus could even comprehend how much time had passed, the Nurse interrupted them, telling Theseus that visiting hours were over and it was time for him to leave.

"I am sorry. I didn't check the time." He said with a sheepish smile on his face. The nurse looks frustrated (she must have heard that every day of her working life) and told Leta that she would be in for her nightly check up soon and that her guest should have left before then. The nurse closed the door with a slightly aggressive click and Theseus couldn't help but feel embarrassed, scratching his cheek bashfully.

Theseus turned back to Leta. "Apparently, that's my cue to leave, Leta." He stood up and gave her a bright smile. "I will visit again tomorrow."

Leta blinked at him. "Why would you want to visit again tomorrow?"

"Why wouldn't I?" Theseus asked back, tilting his head in confusion. "I mean if you don't want me to visit, I won't-"

"No!" Leta interrupted. "I really appreciate it. I mean most people wouldn't even try to get to know the people they accidentally run over with a car. They would try to get away with it or run away and here you are who came and apologised in the sweetest and most sincere way AND covered my medical bills-" Theseus made to interject, but Leta continued "-Yes, I heard about that. All of your kindness has been totally unexpected. You really are strange, Theseus Scamander."

Theseus chuckled. "A strange person meets the Lestrange sounds perfect, doesn't it?" Theseus quipped. He didn't think it was really funny, a bit lame even, but to his surprise, Leta giggled. Without giving himself a chance to second guess, Theseus offered her his hand. Leta was confused and gave him a questioning look. "This will sound awkward but-" He cleared his throat "-I am Theseus Scamander and I would be love to be your friend, Leta Lestrange."

Leta's eyes widened, a silence hovering in the air as his extended hand hung awkwardly in between them. He was about to pull his hand back and apologise for being so weird and forward when Leta suddenly burst out laughing. One of those laughs that took over her entire body. It was a beautiful sight and Theseus felt a happy warm feeling rush through him. The crinkle of her eyes and the smile that stretched across her face stunned him. He almost wished he had taken a photo of her and recorded her laugh. He desperately wanted to commit that moment to memory.

He was still confused and a little embarrassed, not to mention his outstretched hand was still hanging awkwardly between them. But the sight of Leta laughing so beautifully in front of him was a fair price for awkwardness. Finally, Leta composed herself, covering her mouth to stifle her giggles. Theseus wanted to pretend to be hurt by her laughter, but couldn't help but laugh along with her.

"I am sorry, Theseus." Leta said finally. "I didn't mean to laugh like that but you keep surprising me. In a nice way too, I might add." She took his hand and shook it lightly. "I am Leta Lestrange and I am more than happy to have a friend like you, Theseus."

They exchanged a smile as he responded back. "I am glad to hear that." The sound of the nurse's foot tapping on the floor outside the room made Theseus realise he had to leave. "I definitely have to go or I would get my ear bitten off by the nurse." He stood up and made for the door. "Bye Leta. I will visit again tomorrow." He smiled.

"I will look forward to that, Theseus." Leta smiled back. He opened the door, coming face to face with the nurse. She stared at him, definitely unamused. Theseus gave her a sheepish grin before leaving.

At that time, Theseus didn't know that the unintended result of befriending and visiting Leta constantly. How helping her when she was discharged and maintaining and growing the friendship between them after would bloom into something more.

He would eventually call himself Leta Lestrange's husband, but that story was something for another time.

But now, this was just the beginning.

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