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@avadanox wanted a Newt.

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“What? Hm- Oh. Queenie. Hello.” he looked over to where Pickett was looking, the bowtruckle sat on his shoulder. Sitting up on his knees, the young magizoologist smiled at her, a slightly uncertain one. In front of him - a basket. “I should’ve expected you would, um, hear my thoughts.” he looked back down at the basket, a touch frazzled. He’d been trusting that Queenie wouldn’t translate back to Tina his plan.

Sat back on his heels, his eyes kept flicking up. He’d been planning it for the last few days. In his pocket, an address of a jeweller. The basket would hopefully contain a lunch, a surprise picnic for tomorrow was his plan - either in New York Central Park or in the case if the weather was bad. And by then the address would be replaced with a little velvet box and - well.

“… Any ideas?”

with a HUM and a grin, the curly headed blonde APPROACHES oh no, honey– this is ALL on you, as much as i’d LOVE to help….i can’t do that, can i ? tina would KNOW i helped, and well…where’s the FUN in that ? ” playfully, hand reaches out to GENTLY pat the man on his head &&. grin widens as she winks.  HOWEVER, i think dancing is REALLY nice.

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stand forth

indie, private and highly selective multimuse of females from the wizarding world of harry potter, including canon's and oc's. penned by ginger

to a generation

What you don't tell no one, you can tell me Little ghost tall, tan like milk and honey You're very BRAVE and you're very free So swing it high, CHERRY BLOSSOM On your sycamore tree What you don't tell no one, you can tell me SWING it high like Jesus, baby Little ghost so fair like lemonade tea

of powerful witches

And I can't stop 'til the whole world knows my name 'Cause I was only born inside my dreams Until you DIE for me, as long as there's a LIGHT, my SHADOW'S over you 'Cause I, I am the opposite of amnesia And you're a CHERRY BLOSSOM You're about to bloom You look so pretty, but you're gone so SOON