middaeg | [Open] I was a heavy heart to carry

Who: Newt Scamander(

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When: Throughout the month of August
Where: Various Locations
What: Quests, Magic, Canon Update, and a heavy dose of sad.
Warnings: Canon Update to end of CoG and will include mentions/talk of death.

I. Arwel's Favors
[One of the upside of having his niffler was for the array of items that the small creature brought back to the house to outfit the new burrow it was making for itself. Of course, a lot of these items weren't well suited for the creature's burrow and eventually abandoned. Either way, there were an assortment of items that he could drop off. Scales and baubles and bells collected from Harry, who isn't too pleased to have some of his treasures taken.

Newt leaves the establishment with the scarf tucked around his neck before taking a walk around the town, not aware of the effects the scarf might have.]

II. Lunasa Ceremonies
[Newt was fond of dancing, but he was far less willing to dance this time around after his rather mortifying display before with the love potions and all.

He had only meant to watch the merriment (he enjoys people watching), but he finds himself suddenly being dragged into the middle and pushed into another person.] Ah wait- [Too late. It seems you're stuck dancing with the man who awkwardly is staring down at your feet and not your face.] I, oh Merlin, I'm quite sorry. I-

[At least he isn't drunk on some potion this time, but this is really not his element.]

III. Lunasa Catwalk
Oh, absolutely not. No.

[He'll dance with strangers and get pulled into their ceremonies. What he isn't going to do? Be a model for someone and walk some catwalk where everyone can stare at him. That is possibly...the last thing he would ever do willingly. Which is to say, it seems like he isn't getting much of a choice. The young fashion designers are just shoving clothes into his arms to change into.]

I- No- I didn't sign up for this.

[Help...]

IV. Mirror, Mirror (August 10th)
[It's early morning when he finds himself pulled towards the Looking-Glass House. He never had a strong care of going to it. Even with new people arriving, he wandered to the Coven moreso than the place filled with mirrors.

Yet, he found himself drawn to it and wanders into the same room where he had found himself arriving months ago. He places a hand on the mirror he had walked through out of; curious as to why he felt pulled towards it. It happens in a flash that he almost wouldn't have believed what had shown in the mirror. He would, if it didn't weigh so heavy on him immediately.

The return to England to Paris to Hogwarts.

He backs away from the mirror as though it had burned him. He felt lightheaded. Breathless. Newt stares at the mirror before looking at the room before looking back at the mirror.

Eventually he leaves though and wanders through the town listlessly for a bit. Newt can be found throughout the city. His usual haunts, but there's a certain sluggishness in his step. A faraway look in his gaze as though he's not really focusing ahead of him and completely lost in a turmoil of thoughts.]

V. Pile's Plea (August 10th and beyond)
[Note: Newt is canon updated at this point]

[The loose pygmy jacks are a good distraction for Newt. He's a common face at Pile's Petagorium, unsurprising no one.

He's got an armful of the small creatures as he's running down a street following another one of the small rabbit-like beasts. Chasing slippery little creatures is somewhat of a normalcy for Newt. He had chased after his niffler countless times that chasing these little guys is almost refreshing. Though, the quantity of them is probably the most tiring part. With the nifflers, he had only five at most to chase after. With the pygmy jacks, he isn't sure if it'll ever end.]

Oh, come on now. [Weaving through people with furry animals in tow is also a little troublesome.] They weren't kidding when they said they weren't familiar with the city. I think I've found them in every corner of the city. [The ones already in Newt's possession look up at Newt innocently enough.]

VI. Wilde Quests
A
[He lets out a bit of a yawn before rubbing his eyes. Surveillance wasn't usually an issue for him. He had done plenty enough stakeouts in the past, but sleep had been fairly difficult as of late.

There was action here and there, which was enough for him to keep going, but enough downtime that it let him to his thoughts too long. He held his wand loosely in his right hand as he watched the witches work on their teleportation spells before glancing around him.

While Newt was usually a quiet man, he seemed quieter than usual.]

B
[Supply runs was better to keep him busy and being quiet, quick and undetectable was definitely a skill Newt had honed over his travels.] This way.

[He speaks in a hushed, quiet tone as he gestures his partner to follow him. He's equipped well enough to fight if they had to fight, but Newt would prefer getting through this without any fighting. He really had enough fighting for a little while.]

VII. Wildcard
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Okay, but- [Hiccup frowns, looking at Newt and the pygmy jacks, then shooting a glance at Toothless. They seem to share some kind of wordless communication that has the dragon nudging at the backs of Newt's legs.] You probably got enough exercise chasing down those little guys. Seriously, Toothless doesn't mind, do you, bud?

[Toothless lets out a soft rumble, apparently not minding at all. He's pretty fond of the human that his human is fond of.]

It can't hurt to take a break. We'll get you back to the Petagorium.

[The Brit has always been rather terrible about accepting help. He was too independent to a fault. Being on his own for so long did nothing to help that.] I'm quite fine. You really don't need to worry about me. [Stubborn. Newt was also very stubborn.]

I really don't want to inconvenience you more than I already have, besides.

[Stubborn is something Hiccup knows all too well. It runs in the Haddock family, after all.] Telling your friend not to worry about you doesn't really make them stop worrying. [He points out with mild amusement, gesturing subtly with his hand to Toothless.

The dragon barks out a sound like a laugh and nudges his head forward, essentially using it like a shovel to scoop Newt up and slide him onto his back. Hiccup stifles a smile.] It's no inconvenience at all.

I'm obviously well enough to get aroun-[Newt doesn't finish speaking before a small yelp escapes his mouth and he topples backwards and onto Toothless' back. He clings to the pygmy jacks in his arms who are squeaking and frantically looking around.] T-Toothless!

I-I can walk!

[Toothless just lets out a happy rumbling purr, trotting along at a leisurely pace with his new cargo. Hiccup falls into step alongside, stifling his laughter.] Toothless doesn't seem to think you should. [Is he using his dragon as an excuse? Yes, he is.] Just humor him. He thinks he's helping.

I think Toothless would know if I'm humouring him or not. [He makes a small noise in the back of his throat.] You two are both working against me. [Conspiring against him.]

You're helping me quite enough as is. [One of the pygmy jacks wiggle out of Newt's arms and curiously wanders on Toothless' back and moves to sit atop of Toothless' head.]

Nahhh. He's a dragon. [He's a very intelligent dragon and absolutely knows what's going on, but Hiccup is feigning innocence.] Where would you get that idea?

[Toothless just seems pleased with himself though, eyes rolling upward to try and get a glimpse of the pygmy jack on his head. He lets out a rumbling little purr of noise, keeping his head level so the little thing can remain on its perch.]

What else are friends for?

Pickett, is a small creature that hides in my pocket. [As if Newt of all people would accept the reasoning of Toothless just being a dragon.] There's no way I'd underestimate a dragon. I handled them during the Great War.

[The rabbit-like creature sniffs at Toothless curiously before getting on its hind legs to look about them.

Newt's face seems to light up a tad though. Just, the word friends was so foreign to him that there was something so nice to hear it from another.] Yes, I suppose that is what friends do. Help each other. Thank you.

I know. Ukrainian Ironbellies. [Hiccup sounds fond, half suppressing a laugh, like he's heard this story before. He probably has at least a couple times by now. Newt had mentioned the Ironbellies when they first met, actually - in a strange faeryland dream months ago.

A laugh, now that he knows he's won.] Right, exactly. So you'll take the ride back to the Petagorium.

[Toothless' answering rumble is delighted. They probably look like quite a sight, a dragon with a pygmy jack on its head carrying a man, with another man walking alongside.]

Yes! [He huffs a little.] What I'm saying is that there's no way you're going to convince me that Toothless is just being a silly dragon because silly dragons are still very intelligent! [He knows that they're teaming up against him!]

I don't think you're giving me much of a choice, really.

[He settles though. He has to. The other pygmy jacks are either settling into his arms or they're trying to clamber all over him.]

Intelligent dragons can be pretty silly. You've seen him play fetch with my leg, right? [It's one of his favorite things about Toothless, that he can be so smart and yet so ridiculous sometimes when he's playful. He's a lot like Hiccup, honestly, or Hiccup's a lot like Toothless.

But the point is: yes, they're absolutely teaming up.]

There are a hundred kids in this city that would kill for a dragon ride. He's very popular. Besides, this way you can focus on not letting those little rabbit things run away again.

I also have seen you interact with him and now that you two have a very special bond together. [Two against one is very unfair, Hiccup!]

They haven't tried to run once I've calmed them down. [It's true. They seem pretty content bundled up with the Brit. Perhaps not so surprising. Newt seemed to have a particular way with creatures of any size and kind.

But Newt can't deny that the ride is helpful. His body is aching somewhat and even he knows (perhaps he knows quite well even) of his limitations.] I think this is all I'll manage today.

[He and Toothless share a shrug and a look that basically says 'okay, he got us there'. They're partners in crime and this is no surprise to anyone.]

Well, that's good at least! You don't seem like you're up to more chasing. [But he says it warmly with a quiet laugh as they make it back to the Petagorium. Truthfully he is not surprised that the little things seem to like Newt. He hasn't seen a creature that hasn't liked him.]

We're here. You should take it easy for the rest of the day. Do you want a ride back to the barracks when you're done here?

[Newt is careful when he climbs off Toothless' back when they arrive. Many of the pygmy jacks hop down onto the ground, but all they do is crowd around Newt's feet. They seem completely fine being around the magizoologist. The one on Toothless' snout finally jumps down to join its brethren.]

Oh, no. It's really fine. I can get home without troubling you.

[Toothless croons politely at the pygmy jacks, nudging the one that jumps off his head gently into the crowd of them like he's herding very small sheep. Hiccup has to suppress a smile.]

Are you sure? It wouldn't be any trouble. It's on the way. Toothless needs some exercise so we're going flying either way.

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