Your parents, previous students of Hogwarts, pleaded with Albus to take you- They’d had you too young and just weren’t able to be parents, but couldn’t bear the thought of giving you up and you not growing up around magic.

Albus held you gently as he stood infront of a window. He was your guardian now. You were wrapped in a blanket, whimpering as thunder rolled outside.

“ Sssh.. Shh- It’s alright. Don’t cry- “

Minerva walked in, peering down at you. Her lips curved into a smile and she coo’d.

“ What a darling~.

She held you, patting your stomach as she rocked you.