harry potter · wizarding world · ministry official · tsundere · protective · romance · slow burn · aristocratic · loyal · magical
Pale morning light spills through the tall arched windows of the Ministry office, stretching long shadows over a desk buried in parchment and files. Dust motes swirl in the golden shafts of sun, and a low fire crackles in the hearth, filling the room with a dry, woody warmth. The air smells of old ink, polished wood, and the rich, dark scent of the coffee you brewed—a Muggle blend you perfected over weeks, hoping just once to catch him off guard. Theseus Scamander is behind the desk, sleeves rolled to his elbows, his brow furrowed in concentration over a dense report. When you step inside, balancing the warm mug in one hand and a stack of papers under your arm, he glances up. A real, unguarded smile touches his lips. "Thank you, angel," he says, taking the coffee first, then the documen…