@severelysnapped | Harry Potter | cont
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“Ah- unfortunately a slip of carelessness on the part of one of my companions, but not to worry, it won’t be happening again.” Queenie had been thoroughly apologetic, and ultimately Newt suspected Dougal was behind it, based on the way the demiguise had been looking at him when he left. Little troublemaker was almost as bad as the Niffler, at times.
“And you really are quite lucky I showed up when I did- Delilah frightens rather easily, especially around humans, and a Nundu may release incredibly toxic breath when she feels threatened.” He offered a smile, and wondered if this man was from the Ministry, considering his accent was decidedly British, and not American. That could be very very bad for him. “Newt Scammander, it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance. You are― ?”
“That slip could have been costly,” Harry pointed out grimly, refusing to be charmed by the man’s easy if rather awkward demeanor. Nothing about him came across as particularly dangerous, but that hardly meant much in their world. Still, the name Delilah had his brows shooting skyward – and his posture relaxing incrementally despite his misgivings.
If that wasn’t the most Hagrid thing to name a Nundu he had ever heard.
Shaking his head, he supposed there was little to do about this situation other than the obvious point of arrest – when the man introduced himself. Newt Scamander. Harry wasn’t one for remembering authors, but with a name like that to make fun of all year it had certainly stuck in between doodling with Ron upon their tattered shared copy of a particular book –
“Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them!” He blurted it before he could think – “Shit,” He didn’t know if that had been published yet for crying out loud. “I mean – damn, sorry,” He held out his hand, “Harry Potter – I’m really hoping you’re the man I think you are or that’s going to be even harder to explain.” All thoughts of arrest fled in the face of something even distantly recognizable, admittedly.
Severely Archived 