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'I did not ask for the things Ive been through, and I certainly did not ask my mind to paint and repaint the pictures in flashback form.'- Michelle Groth "I'm a monster.." the cadence in the witches voice trembles. Newt draws closer to her. The warmth of his palms sting her jaw line. "Don't you dare say such a thing. I have yet to meet one." His eyes linger on her flustered cheeks. "Is it so wrong to want to help you?" He asks. Frustration wells within her. "I don't need help! I just want the pain to end." Newts face hardens of concern. He knows magical beasts so well that he fears his fellow wizards are far too complex to understand. Except he wants to help her. The witch, Esther, has gone through so many efforts to help him in the last 48 hours. What can he do to tame the beast inside her? Time rewinds in his mind. He wonders if he could have done things differently to prevent this. #1 fbawtft rating from 3/19 - 7/19 #1 newtxoc rating I do not own the rights to Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them or the Harry Potter series. *I do not claim a diagnosis of PTSD, have done extensive research of the illness. Please correct me if I misinterpret anything*
01. Witches among us.
