The End Of Love

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We were reaching in the dark
That summer in New York
And it was so far to fall
But it didn't hurt at all
And let it wash away, wash away

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Sign Language AU

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[Since he was born, Newt never knew what he sounded like when he spoke. That is to say, no one else either. See, the Brit had been born mute and no amount of magic could really fix something that wasn't broken in the first place. He wasn't broken, he just merely was born without something others had. Can't really fix that, right?

It didn't really bother him that he couldn't speak anyways. Newt found that he liked it that way. He was kind of shy to begin with and it meant that he didn't necessarily have to interact with others. He can't say his life as a child wasn't fulfilling. It was quite fine growing up and playing with the hippogriffs his mother raised.

Trouble didn't really start becoming a thing until school. He loved Hogwarts quite a bit, but he did learn quite quickly the cruelty of his peers. It had solidified his stance that he found animals to be far better company than people could ever be. Why would he want to interact with others when all they ever seem to be is unnecessarily cruel?

He's thirty now and he has found that his thoughts hadn't changed, but that there were exceptions to the norm.

Newt had went to New York and helped with the capture of Grindelwald and had made friends and had assisted with the successful search of Percival Graves. All in all, he did quite a bit despite having had a completely different plan when he had came.

Percival Graves was in an awful state, but he'll never forget how the other looked at him. He was sure they were certainly half delirious and not all quite there from their unfortunate captivity. Still, there was something about the look in Percival's eyes. A certain fire in them and a whole lot of fight that stuck with him how terribly gorgeous the other was to him.

He couldn't stay too long, but he helped them locate him and get him properly settled to a hospital before he left. Percival and Newt never get to actually interact, so the other probably won't even remember him. All he had left for the other was gentle touches and freedom from captivity.

That was some months ago and Newt found him back in MACUSA. Spring has hit and the weather in New York is still a bit nippy, but Newt liked it this way. England was a bit similar in that regard, and he much preferred colder temperatures than warmer. He had promised his book to Tina and he intended to go through with that promise. Besides, he had received a letter about assisting MACUSA in someway, and he was a bit curious as to what they could possibly need him for.

He glances around the bustle around him as he tightly held the wrapped book in one arm and his infamous case in the other.

Now his real issue was that he...didn't actually really know how to navigate MACUSA at all, nor could he really ask someone either. Oh...Oh dear.]