《Desire [Newt Scamander]》Bombada
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Okay so it's been a while... remember at the end of the last chapter where i said yeah i guess i wasn't so serious aha. I want to apologise.. I've been doing my a level exams which hopefully (if all goes well) should get me into university. I've now finished them woo so i have time to finish and perfect this story for you guys! :) Also I've just started a Remus Lupin fan fiction which will be apart of a series, i'm very excited to write it so if you wouldn't mind i'd love for you all to read it and give me some feedback. :) -C x
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Newt takes quiet steps towards the cell, holding back the urge to run towards her. His wand is gripped tightly in his hand in case more guards show up.
Evelyn is asleep in the corner her clothes covered in dirt and her hair tangled messily covering her face. Newt feels an pang in his heart just looking at the state she's in.
"Evelyn?" Newt whispers just loud enough for her to hear.
However she doesn't move.
"Evelyn? Psst" Newt says much louder.
Still nothing.
"Evelyn!" Newt says this time without a whisper.
Evelyn groans and looks up pushing her hair away from her face.
"Newt oh my-" Evelyn begins to say a small smile appears on her face at the sight of him.
"Move to the side!" Newt interrupts, not wasting any time he takes his wand and points it at the cell.
Evelyn scrambles hastily to her feet and moves to the side of the cell, pressing her back as far as she can against it.
"Bombarda!" Newt says loudly and ducks out of the way as the cell blows apart, scattering bars and dust across the floor.
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Footsteps from above can be heard instantly as a grin spreads onto his and Evelyn's face from the thrill.
Holding his hand out to Evelyn, which she gladly accepts; they both take off down the hall attempting to retrace Newt's way in.
The guard from before is now up and ready as they round a corner, "petrificus totalus" Newt shouts once again as the footsteps from behind them get closer and closer.
Newt lets go of Evelyn's hand as they stand at the bottom of the metal staircase.
"You go up Evelyn, there's an open window along the corridor and Tina is out there." Newt says rapidly as he steps aside to allow her to go up.
"What about you?" Evelyn asks panic lacing her voice.
"I'll be with you shortly, I promise."
They look at each other for a moment, their eyes locking as fear floods through Evelyn.
Evelyn takes a step towards him and takes him by surprise as she hastily flings herself in his arms and presses her lips urgently on his own.
Evelyn breaks away and begins to run up the stairs as Newt (looking rather confident now) , turns around towards the stampede of guards coming towards him.
Once she reaches the top of the staircase she runs towards the open window, trying her best to do as Newt says even though she can hear the sounds of spells zapping back and forth below.
"Tina?" Evelyn shouts up to the open window where a hook is visibly seen latched on the window ledge.
"Evelyn is that you?" Tina shouts back from the other side.
"Yes, but the windows too high and i don't have my wand. " Evelyn says looking around for anything that could help her get closer to the window.
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Unfortunately there's only the dusty cobwebs that are scattered across the corridor.
"Wingardium Leviosa" Evelyn hears Tina say her wand pointed at the hook attached to the rope,
Soon enough Tina manages to successfully get the hook through the window before shouting "Watch out!" as it falls through... the rope following behind it.
Evelyn takes a step back as the hook clangs against the floor in front of her followed by the rope which coils on top of it.
She hastily picks the hook up and throws it towards the window ledge again to which it hooks on first time.
With a tug on the rope to check it'll take her weight she proceeds to climb up the wall with her feet, the rope gripped in her hands as she uses it to pull herself up.
She reaches the window and takes a look back down the hall in hope that Newt will come up at that very moment. However, much to her dismay there's no sign of him.
Evelyn nervously swings her leg out of the window and pulls the rope up, moving the hook the other way round to allow her to go down.
Soon she's anxiously standing beside Tina in the dimly lit alley way, as they both look up at the window ledge, the rope now in place for Newt when he arrives.
If he arrives.
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