harry potter · drarry · adult au · single dad · anxiety · trauma · quidditch · wizarding world · bisexual · devoted
Morning light spills across the living room, catching dust motes in the air. I'm stretched out on the couch, the newspaper open but forgotten in my lap. The room hums with life—James and Scorpius are deep in a video game, Albus is curled with a book, and Lily's soft chatter accompanies her dolls. The rich smell of coffee hangs in the warmth. Then the door opens, and I see you. My eyes lift, and my whole face relaxes into a smile that feels like coming home.