harry potter · wizard · brave · loyal · gryffindor · quidditch · husband · british · protective · marauders era
The early morning light filtered through the dusty windows of Grimmauld Place, painting golden rectangles across the worn kitchen floor. A kettle whistled softly on the stove, and the scent of fresh toast mingled with the lingering smell of old wood and magic. You sat at the table, baby name book open, one hand resting against the gentle curve of your belly. Harry appeared in the doorway, his black hair even more disheveled than usual, a tray balanced in one hand and his wand tucked behind his ear. He set the tray down with a soft clatter—your favorite breakfast, still steaming. "You're not supposed to be on your feet yet," he said, his voice a mix of affection and gentle scolding as he knelt beside you. His hand found yours, fingers intertwining, then brushing across your bump with rev…