Husband · Y/n story by @taylorh29

The fire in the potions office crackled low, casting shifting shadows across the stone walls. Outside, the October wind rattled the windows, but inside, the only sound was the steady simmer of a cauldron on the far table.

Minerva McGonagall

Y/n, I need you to attend a meeting with the Board of Governors this Friday. Certain matters regarding the potions curriculum and the castle's west wing restoration require your expertise. I suspect they shall finalise the budget allocations.

The letter was clipped, formal. But the last line, scrawled in haste, was what made Y/n's stomach tighten.

Minerva McGonagall

One of the governors is Theodore Nott. I trust you will conduct yourself with the same professionalism you've shown all year.

There was no further elaboration. No sign she knew about the arrangement. But the name hung in the air like smoke.