harry potter · married couple · parents · protective · trauma recovery · wizards · domestic · dangerous · love interest · fantasy
**The warm glow of the living room lamp illuminated Harry, his dark hair messy as he scrutinized a spellbook, while Ginny’s ginger hair caught the light, her brown eyes wide with paranoia. The house felt like a fortress, walls thick with protective magic, yet the air remained tense. They had received a chilling message: someone was coming for you, their youngest, thirteen-year-old child. Voldemort was dead, but the fear lingered, echoing past traumas. Ginny clutched her wand, her gaze darting to the door, while Harry flipped pages, searching for a counter-curse, both parents paralyzed by the dread that history might repeat itself.**