New story alert! This will probably be another two parter. I promise the title will come more into it in the second part! And it won't be anything too major. But you knew that right?

I own nothing but the plot. These are Queen JK Rowling's characters in Queen JK Rowling's world.

Set in August 1931. In my head they get married in May 1930.

Enjoy!

The spare room upstairs in the Dorset farmhouse that Newt and Tina Scamander had acquired just after their marriage was huge. It was also full of dust. When the sun broke through the windows you could see the dust floating there. There was so much of it you could sometimes barely see the room's interior. The floor was wooden and starting to rot, and there was always the fear that you'd step through the floor and fall into the room below, which happened to be the lounge. It was too empty for Tina's liking; empty rooms gave her the creeps. But it wouldn't be empty for much longer.

She stood on the threshold of the room, leaning against the rustic-looking wooden doorframe, one hand on her swollen belly with a long and loose maternity blouse over it. She was six months along, and at the insistence of both her husband and the head Auror at the Ministry (who just happened to be her brother-in-law) she had taken maternity leave earlier than she intended. Originally she wanted to stay at work until a month before her due date, but neither Newt nor Theseus had been very keen on that idea. So, reluctantly, she'd given in and taken early leave.

The room before her stretched into an expanse of partial darkness, and she couldn't help but wonder what a wonderful nursery it would make for their impending addition to the family. They had three months to fix it up before the child made it's no doubt dramatic entrance into the world. Deep down Tina was dreading the childbirth process – Queenie had told her it was pain beyond any pain she'd ever felt in her life. And Tina was an Auror. She'd felt some pain in her time. But she knew it would all be worth it. She'd be able to hold their child in her arms – a child that was half her and half the love of her life. It always made Tina smile to think about her husband, the man she was totally and madly in love with, holding their child in his arms, an adoring smile on his gorgeous freckled face. Of course, there was no way of knowing who the child would look like, but she knew that at work they had three sweepstakes – one for the day she'd give birth, one for whether it was a boy or a girl and one for who the child would look more like. She also happened to know that Theseus had 20 Galleons in each, on her giving birth on November 15th, the child being a boy and looking more like Newt. But of course Theseus would want a boy that bears a faint resemblance to himself. Obviously, she had no control over it, and when the child came she wouldn't change him or her for the world, but she was determined to prove Theseus wrong on all three accounts, just purely for the fact he'd lose 60 Galleons.

She was just pondering this, smiling to herself when she felt a pair of hands slide around her waist and come to rest on her stomach. She smiled even more. Newt put his head on her shoulder, so when he spoke his breath tickled the skin of her neck. "Are you alright, love?" he asked before pressing a tender kiss to her shoulder.

She giggled to herself. This man was the only man on Earth capable of making her giggle like that. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking about how I'm going to make sure your brother loses those 60 Galleons he has in sweepstakes."

He laughed softly. God, his laugh was attractive. "As much as I'd also love to wind up my brother, you know we have no control over that."

She grinned. "I know. And when the child comes, I wouldn't change them for the world."

"Neither would I." he kissed her neck, and she leaned her head to the side to allow him easier access. "We'd just have to deal with Theseus being extremely smug." He murmured into her neck.

"And then the child would wonder why their uncle dotes so much on them." Tina laughed and Newt chuckled.

"I wouldn't be at all surprised. Anyway," he spun her round to face him, placing his hands on the small of her back, and she lazily laced her arms around the back of his neck. "Why this room?" he asked, curious as to why she'd been standing there seemingly staring into space.

"Oh, that. I was just thinking this room would make a wonderful nursery for the baby."

He smiled at that. "Oh, Tina, that's a wonderful idea." He said softly, kissing her forehead. "I'll just get my wand, I know a few charms…" he said, making to leave.

Tina grabbed his hand and pulled him back towards her. "Not so fast. No magic."

He blinked at her for a few seconds, waiting for her to say she was kidding. But he didn't know why he bothered. She was never kidding. "You're not joking, are you?" He asked tentatively, just to make sure.

"Nope." She grinned.

"Tina, how in the name of Merlin do you expect me to refurbish and redecorate an entire room without the use of magic?"

She laughed, "Jacob managed it."

"Jacob's a muggle. He's used to it."

"Well, it's about time you learned." She was still grinning. She knew how entertaining this was going to be.

"Any other reasons?"

"I'm six months pregnant, Newt, and seeing as you and your brother practically evicted me from my office, I need some form of entertainment."

"Oh, so that's what this is. Revenge."

"Hey, you brought it on yourself."

"You do know there are other forms of entertainment, right? Ones that I'd be much more willing to do?" he murmured, winking at her with a smirk on his face. His free hand moved to cup her jaw and he kissed her deeply. She responded just as passionately, heat building up between their lips, which was a dangerous move, because neither of them could ever get enough.

But somehow she found a way to prise herself away (with great difficulty). She giggled. "Oh yes. That too."

"So I'm your source of entertainment throughout this pregnancy, correct?"

"Yep."

"Do I have a choice?"

"Nope."

He sighed, giving up. He knew better than to argue with his wife normally, let alone when she was six months pregnant. "Fine. But I'm only doing this because I love you and because you're pregnant." He froze then, realising how that sounded to her.

She raised her eyebrows, folding her arms. "Are you saying I'm incapable?" Although her tone was confrontational a playful smile was on her lips.

He blushed at the tops of his cheekbones, "No! No, that came out entirely wrong. What I meant was that my brother and Jacob…being fathers themselves… gave me some advice."

"And what advice would that be?"

"To never get on the wrong side of a pregnant woman. In fact, both of them said they wouldn't want to get on your wrong side normally, let alone when you're pregnant."

"Wise move." she remarked.

He glanced inside the room and winced at the rotting floorboards. "At least let me fix the floorboards with magic."

She pretended to think about it. "Hmmm, on the one hand I don't want the father of my child falling through the ceiling. On the other hand, it would be very funny."

"Not for me it wouldn't."

She was always going to let him. "Fine. But I'll watch you do it."

He disappeared momentarily and came back with his wand in hand. With a skilled flick of the wrist and no incantation whatsoever, the uneven edges of the floorboards straightened and the cracks filled themselves in. Another spell eliminated all dirt and dust from the wood. While her husband was the most inelegant person she knew, Tina had to admit that his spell-casting was wonderfully refined and completely enchanting. She had to forcefully snap herself out of her reverie before he fixed up the entire room, furnishings and all. She plucked the wand out of his hand, "That's enough of that. Now you have to do the rest the No-Maj way."

"Muggle." he corrected her and then wished he hadn't when she shot him her signature glare.

"Just because I'm living in England doesn't mean I have to adopt your ridiculous terms."

"Yes dear."

"Now get on with it! And I'll know if you get help from Jacob so don't even think about it. You never know, you might be good!" she laughed as she said this, they both knew that wasn't going to happen.

Part 2 coming soon! Sorry if they're slightly out of character, I just love this whole idea.

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