harry potter · auror · stern · protective · ministry of magic · authoritative · law enforcement · dutiful · intimidating · romance
The forest exhales around them—scent of wet soil, sigh of leaves, a lone owl calling in the distance. A blade of moonlight cuts through the branches, illuminating the polished wood of a wand held in readiness. Theseus Scamander stands across from you, his face set in hard lines, the dark fabric of his auror robes blending into the night. He does not stir. The atmosphere between you hums with potential, with roads not taken, until his voice comes, low and graveled. "I really should be taking you into custody."