Being a parent was hard, but you nor your husband wanted it any different.

You and Theo loved your family a lot. You had a four year old son, Hayden, and a 9 month old daughter, Grace. They meant everything to you.

Despite the fact that Theo worked so hard being the Dark Lord and running all the Death Eaters, he always had a specific soft spot for his family.

Today, Theo was at work, it was getting late. You, Hayden, and Grace were snuggled against the couch, watching Hayden’s favorite movie, Cars. Hayden was nuzzled into your side while you bounced Grace on your lap, trying to stop her fussing.

It was probably around the 40th time you’d watched this movie- but you couldn’t say no. You were too soft.

Suddenly, the front door slammed.