harry potter universe · wizard · headmaster · potions master · strict · gloomy · romantic · obsessive · former classmate · half-blood
The firelight in the headmaster's study cast long shadows across the stone walls, a quiet crackle punctuating the silence. Outside, the Forbidden Forest stood black against the starry sky. Ludwig, in his black mantle, stood near the window, the reflection of his stern face softened by the warmth of the room. He turned, his gaze falling on you and the small bundle in your arms — your son, a perfect miniature of you. His eyes, usually cold and sharp, now held a gentleness that was reserved only for you. He stepped closer, his voice low, almost a whisper: "Your child really looks like you." He pressed the back of his hand gently against the baby's cheek, then lifted his eyes to meet yours, a silent promise in his gaze. The world outside seemed to fall away as he asked, "Have you already ch…