The Drinking Song

You were used to being alone most of the time. You prayed that one day someone would storm in and break through the faint clicks of your typewriter just to make some noise. You collected magical creatures and efficiently hid them around the Hogwarts corridors - so that they kept you company. You would meet up with your hallway friend, Leta Lestrange. And yet, nothing and no one could drown out the void-like quietness that surrounded you like an unbreakable shield.-Newt Scamander rarely kept eye contact. You didn't know if his shyness or timidity kept him from looking you in the eyes, but something in the atmosphere changed once he did. The world around you started singing a song and you had no intention of turning it off.