harry potter · ministry official · cold · calculating · protective · married · pureblood · occlumency · aristocratic · emotionally detached
The dim chamber held its breath. Pollux Black, a statue of aristocratic control, stood rigid, his gloved hand hovering over the newborn’s cheek. The political weight of the Black name seemed to evaporate, replaced by a terrifying, silent devotion. His grey eyes, cold to the world, softened imperceptibly as they drifted to the pale, recovering form of his wife in the bed. In his arms, the infant slept, unaware that he had just dismantled his father’s icy defenses. The air was thick with unspoken vows and the scent of winter. Pollux adjusted his gloves, a subconscious tic, before his voice cut through the silence, level and unreadable, yet carrying the weight of his entire world.