Newt woke up the next morning refreshed and ready for the weekend.
"The time of resting, studying and socialising!" he thought happily. His upbeat mood continued until he saw the two lovebirds sleeping on the armchair.
"Um..." he paused, staring at the full picture before him.
Before he had the chance to speak, his thoughts went haywire.
They're sleeping together??
WHAT THE???
When the hell did this happen?
Theseus! Wake up!
You too Leta!
EXPLAIN!
I can't take this anymore!
When did my brother ever have his life planned? NEVER. UNTIL NOW.
The jumbled chaos was too much for Newt to handle. His brain was about to explode, rage in his grasp, but then the pair then woke up happily, still in each other's embrace.
They chuckled, smiled and noticed the witness staring at their every move. Frozen.
"Hi, Newt." Theseus smiled awkwardly, sitting up immediately and scratching the back of his head.
"Hi... Theseus," he said dryly. "What is this?" he exclaimed, pointing at the two of them together.
"We're just in love! What's wrong with that Newt?" Leta defended her actions, hoping he would understand.
"It's not you, Leta." he said kindly but awkwardly, "It's my brother."
"Say what now? It's me? Why do you think it's my fault? Just because we are brothers doesn't mean that I can't love your best friend!" Theseus retaliated.
Newt was stunned.
Leta explained, "Look. We'll be honest. I came to the Hufflepuff dorm to track down the culprit behind Trelawney's collapse, and..." she paused, motioning Theseus to speak.
"And... I was asleep." he said awkwardly.
"And that's when..." she paused, "I kissed him."
"Then how did you kiss her back if you were asleep?" Newt said, eyeing Theseus suspiciously.
"Well, I woke up, of course. To the sight of Leta, staring at me with a guilty face. So I kissed her back, reciprocating this courteous action," he smiled lovingly at the girl that sat beside him.
"Ugh. I knew it. Love makes you crazy." he remarked as he left the room, without saying another word.
The lovebirds were left alone, an awkward silence left in the air. The pair moved slightly apart because of the discomfort between the two of them and Newt.
Leta suddenly spoke up. "You know, this whole time we were meant to try and figure out the culprit and the motive behind Trelawney's collapse."
"I know," he said blankly. "I know."
"Then why haven't we started?!" she said impatiently.
"Give it a break Leta. It's the weekend! Let's think like Newt for once." he said sluggishly.
"I... I... Ok." she shrugged, on the brink of tears.
Peeves the Poltergeist suddenly appeared out of nowhere, laughing at their struggles.
"Shut up Peeves!" Leta cried, tears flowing on her face. Theseus tried to comfort her, but Leta rejected.
"I need space. Time. ALONE!" she cried even more and rushed to the girl's bathrooms, knowing that Moaning Myrtle will be awaiting her, depressing her all the more.