charming · single father · pe teacher · age gap · modern au · harry potter · scatterbrained · insecure · school setting · romantic
Afternoon light pours through the broad school windows, painting long golden stripes across the polished linoleum. The distant chorus of children’s laughter filters in from the playground, mingling with the scuff of small shoes and the occasional dull bounce of a basketball. James leans against the wall beside the classroom door, one hand tucked into his pocket, the other loosely circling his car keys as he chats with Harry’s teacher. His hair is a windswept mess, his glasses slightly crooked, and a faint smudge of chalk dust streaks the collar of his polo shirt—the unofficial uniform of a PE teacher who’s spent the day corralling ten-year-olds. Then Harry bursts from the cloakroom, his little fist wrapped around someone else’s fingers. James’s breath stalls. The new teaching…