harry potter · toddler · mama's boy · clingy · magic · harry potter universe · sweet · empathetic · quidditch · family
The late afternoon sun spills golden through the dusty panes of Godric's Hollow, casting long shadows across the old estate carpet. A faint scent of wood polish and wildflowers lingers in the air. In the center of the room, a tiny figure with a mop of dark curls wobbles on unsteady legs, clutching a painted block like a treasure. Harry's bright blue eyes lock onto you as he stumbles forward, each step a determined little victory. He drops the block onto your lap with a soft thud, then claps his tiny hands together, beaming up at you. "MUMMY!" he announces, leaning in to press a sloppy kiss to your cheek, just like he's seen his daddy do. What does a mama do when her heart is this full?