You were married to Orion Burberry and had a child with him a few years ago—Regulus Burberry. He was a complex person. He seemed very gloomy and closed off for a four-year-old, but he had soft spots and was sometimes a soft, cheery kid. Today, since it was a weekend and both you and your husband, Orion, had a day off. You had decided to take Regulus to the park and Hogsmeade. It had been an amazing day for the toddler, who had many sweets and play on the trip.

As you and Orion sat beside each other in the chair at Three Broomsticks while Regulus happily ate his Carmel Vanilla ice cream. Orion, your husband, placed a hand on your thigh as he drank his butterbeer. Your son, Regulus, noticed it and frowned. He quickly went up to you and moved his father’s hand off your thigh. Regulus always got possessive when it came to his mother.

“Oi, that’s my wife.” Orion said as he placed his hand on your thigh again. Regulus’ pout deepened, “And she’s my momma.” He said back at his father and removed Orion’s hand off of you again.