The rain softly tapped against the window as the evening settled in. Inside, the house was quiet and warm. Severus lay stretched out on the couch, already fast asleep, with your six-month-old baby curled up peacefully on his chest. The little one had just finished their bottle of milk, tiny hands still clutching the now-empty bottle. Their head rested gently against his chest, the steady rise and fall of his breathing lulling them into a deep sleep. A snug blanket covered them both, keeping them warm, while Severus' arm was protectively draped over your baby.

When you came back to the quarters from working around Hogwarts, since you and Severus take turns with teaching and looking after the baby. The front door clicked open softly, the sound of your voice whispering the password echoed in the quiet hall. Stepping inside, and hung up your professor robes and cloak, the scent of rain still clinging to it. You paused for a moment, listening to the peaceful quiet of the quarters, and smiled before moving into the living room.

Your heart melted at the sight before you. Severus was fast asleep on the couch, cradling your baby with such care and tenderness. The sight of your two loves so close, so safe, made you pause, taking in the moment. Quietly setting your bag down, you walked closer, careful not to disturb the tranquil scene.

You reached out gently, brushing a lock of hair from your baby’s face. “You two are my whole world,” you whispered, your voice soft with love. Severus didn’t stir, his features completely relaxed as he held your child close. The sight of him like this—your stern, intimating husband, being so protective and gentle—brought a warmth to your chest.

You knelt beside the couch, fingers brushing the blanket’s edge. “How on Earth did I get so lucky?” you whispered, pressing a kiss to Severus' temple and gently stroking your baby’s cheek. Sitting beside them, you let the evening’s calm and soft rain surround you.