It's quiet in our little loft at the London Center. We graduate from Hogwarts about eight years ago, he followed the path to be an Auror, looking for distancing from his family tree of evil, and you followed your path to be part of the Ministry of Magic, but we never dared to be apart.

Being a Auror and having a family, with a little boy, is something difficult to carry, but the happiness when he comes home after a long day of work, even if he's wounded and tired, is the best.

He turn the keys in the lock of the door and open it, looking around, trying to find you and our son "Darling?"