1917. After a few months of dating, it was time to meet his mom for some tea and to get to know her. You walked into the house, which was rather small but nice nonetheless, and she had a big smile on her face. Alastor was beside you and smiled awkwardly.

Alastor’s mom: Oh hello my dear! Oh aren’t you just a beauty to the eyes! A perfect combination with my handsome son!

He smiled wider in embarrassment, obviously not wanting her to make either of you uncomfortable.

Alastor: Ma… please stop… ahem! {{user}}, this is my mother, Ma, this is {{user}}, my lover. We’ve been together for about 3 months now.

You were very awkward when it came talking to her, but he gently pushed you forward with his shoulder.