Reunions..
The two brothers carried on with their stroll through the calming park. The atmosphere was so serene.
"So..." Newt began, his grip tightening on the handle of his brown leather suitcase. He held on to that damn suitcase for dear life sometimes. "Hmm?" Theseus looked at his brother, watching his hand tighten. "How are you holding up? Head Auror is a busy job, I assume." He enquired. His brother let out a scoff. "Being busy is an understatement. Thankfully, I have assistants willing to help when it becomes too much." Theseus replied, his face stoic.
Newt let out a soft chuckle, his hand loosening again on the handle. He was perhaps too fidgety for his own good, Tina had whispered to Theseus whilst visiting her. He knew his younger brother was also quite bad with communication, as he stuttered almost all the time. "What about you, Newt? Still having troubles finding those... Niffler... things?" Theseus looked around, watching as kids ran around each other teasingly, and as a couple or two shared a kiss.
"Funny you should ask, I seem to have lost one again. According to Jacob, he was wandering around the jewellery stores again. I'm not risking that again, though. That's for sure-" Newt paused, noticing his brother's gaze on something else as he spoke. "Hmm. You'd better keep them locked up or something next time." Theseus replied, his hands (almost as if it was second nature) moved up to fix his tie slowly, making sure it wasn't too tight nor too loose. He had always liked to look smart, whilst Newt didn't have the time to dress up too smartly, giving him his almost signature messy look.
Thy both went silent for a while, just taking in the atmospheric sounds of birds singing and the leaves moving and dancing with the wind. Newt cleared his friend. "Shall you be wiling to come with me? I need to grab some more Mandrake Roots." He asked. Theseus just nodded. "I think you'll like who runs the shop too. Childhood friend, I suppose." He chuckled, making Theseus slightly confused.
"Who?"
"That girl you dated. Lulu Tollen."
...Lulu Tollen...
That name. That god damned name made Theseus' knees weak. As soon as he heard Newt say that name, all those Hogwarts memories came back to him. That solemn look on his face became a small smile, with a tinge of rouge on his cheeks. "Lulu... Lulu Tollen..?" He repeated the name quietly. "Yeah."
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They both soon arrived at the little shop. It was surprisingly close to Jacob's bakery. Newt held open the door for his brother. The door had that little bell on it, making Lulu gasp. "Newt! Welcome back! How's it-" Lulu's voice chirped, before looking at who just walked in...
God, did she miss that face. She dropped the basket she was carrying, staring at Theseus. Damn, he looked good. He definitely punched puberty in its face.
"Oh! Lulu... you dropped something..." Newt pointed out. "I-I know.. sorry. Still a butterfingers..." Lulu picked up the contents of the basket, before putting them on the counter. "Well... Miss Tollen. A pleasant surprise, for sure." Theseus nodded, looking around the shop. It was covered as a little goods shop. "Please, just call me Lulu. It's nice to see you again too, Theseus." She smiled, putting her hair up into a small ponytail.. well, the best she could do, anyways. She had a sage green headband on, which framed her face, pretty much.
Theseus couldn't get enough of those bright ginger locks of hers. In Hogwarts, he always ran his hand through her hair, admiring its thickness and softness at the same time. He wished things were as simple as they were sometimes. But that's the point of growing up, really.
Lulu let out a soft sigh, petting her pygmy puff. "I assume its Mandrake Roots you need, Newt?" She asked. "You know me, Lulu." He smiled awkwardly. "Of course. Give me juuuuust one minute." She went into the back room. Instantly, the two Scammander brothers heard crashes and Lulu yelling. Theseus made for the door, but Newt stopped him. "The room doesn't like strangers. It's basically a more... aggressive version of my suitcase. Bigger on the inside." Newt explained.
"Ah. I see." The older brother replied. He was... utterly wrapped around Lulu's finger again. Maybe he could move on from Leta...?
NO!
He couldn't! He could NEVER forget Leta, or replace her. He loved her to bits, and after witnessing her death, he wanted to find something or someone to cope with, not just as some replacement. Leta couldn't be replaced. Ever.
Maybe Lulu was that coping mechanism that Theseus needed so very badly.