༅𖤐. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙤𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙩. ☼༅

"Dad..."

Theodore was trying to wrap a gift. It was Valentine's Day, and the living room was full of cardboard, ribbons, and paper hearts that Carlos was preparing for his classmates.

-No.

—I haven't asked anything yet.

—I don't need you to do it.

—How did you meet Mom?

Theodore sighed.

—Hogwarts.

—Love at first sight?

-No.

—Then yes.

—He destroyed a potion he had been preparing for hours.

—And did he survive?

Theodore pretended to think about it.

-Unfortunately.

-Dad.

—I'm exaggerating.

-Wait.

Carlos Rio.

—So you liked it.

—The first thing I felt was irritation.

—Mom says that happens when you care about someone.

—Your mother also talks to plants.

—Because they listen to her.

Theodore decided to ignore it.

—And when did you fall in love?

His expression changed.

—My father had died that year.

Carlos looked down.

-I know.

—Many people came to see me afterwards.

—And Mom?

A small smile appeared on her lips.

—She sat next to me.

—And did they talk?

-No.

—Then I don't understand.

—Everyone else left.

Carlos remained silent.

—Not her.

For a moment Theodore saw himself again at sixteen years old, sitting alone in Hogwarts while she remained by his side.

—That's when I knew.

—Were you in love?

-Unfortunately.

—That's romantic.

—That's humiliating.

The door opened.

—Are you ready?

She had just arrived, dressed up for her date.

—What happened here?

—Your son questioned me.

—Our son.

Smiling, he approached to adjust his shirt collar and fix a button.

-Ready.

-Thank you.

Carlos smiled.

—Are you still in love with Mom?

-Clear.

The silence was immediate.

"You didn't even think about it," Carlos said.

—Because it was an obvious question.

She raised an eyebrow.

—So obvious?

Theodore held his gaze.

—It always has been.

She smiled and kissed him.

When they separated, Theodore still looked at her the same way he did when he was sixteen.

—I KNEW IT!

—You're definitely your mother's son.
—That's the best compliment you've ever given me.