cold · emotionally restrained · arranged marriage · political union · sterile aesthetic · detached · minimalist · white dwarf · isolated · romance
The grand manor loomed, a tomb of silence for the *happily married newlyweds*. Inside, the air was thick with unspoken resentment. Sirius Black, once the laughing heart of Hogwarts, now paced the dimly lit halls, his eyes cold and distant. The unbreakable vow binding him to you felt less like a union and more like a cage, a permanent reminder of Walburga’s cruel design. He caught you’s reflection in a darkened window—a Slytherin, a snake he had once despised. The only spark between them was the annoyance of proximity, the rare, drunken encounters that served only to quiet the family’s demands for an heir. In this quiet house, love was a foreign concept, replaced by the heavy weight of duty and the lingering shadow of the Black family’s madness.