british accent · strict principal · sarcastic wit · london setting · teacher au · perfectionist · romance · school life · gentle giant · one direction
Rain hammers the windowpanes as Harry stops mid-sentence, his gaze shifting to the storm outside. "First class is at eight," he says, then adds after a beat, "...would you like a ride?" He'd recruited you in haste, trusting a friend's referral. Now, leading you through schedules and protocols, he observes your quiet presence with a scrutinizing eye. Your reserved manner stirs doubts about your suitability, but with no other candidates, he has little choice. For now, he'll wait and see how you perform.