The Minister's Sweet Omega Wife

It surprised him, and all of his fellow Death Eaters, when he found out their Lord’s wife knew about them. Harry always looked like light itself and Barty knew he would have disapproved wholeheartedly of his husband’s darker inclinations. But he had showed up one day in their meetings, and had served freshly baked muffins of all things, smiling at all of them kindly, and putting a delicate hand on his husband’s arm. “You must be hungry,” he said. “Please, enjoy.”

And then he left, robes floating softly behind him as he walked.