Chapter 1
"Harry! Give me back my glasses!"
Ignoring his teacher's pleas Harry skated faster across the ice, away from the rest of his class. Glasses in hand. "Shit" James followed the blur of the boy, Almost knocking into several people on the way. He lost track of him, not being able to tell him apart from anyone else. Somehow in his hunt for Harry, he missed the figure right in front of him.
SMACK
He collided with the man, crashing both of them to the floor. He opened his eyes seconds later to find two little ones staring back at him, glasses in hand. Snagging them back he scrambled to his feet.
"I am so sorry! Are you okay? Do I need to get medi-" he suddenly lost his ability to speak when his eyes landed on the boy in front of him. He looked like someone you would see in a fancy painting, or someone carved out of stone. Even tinted with pain his features were perfect. Somehow James managed to stop ogling him long enough to extend a hand.
The boy scoffed, rejecting it and standing on his own. He crossed his arms as he spoke "They're really letting you teach those kids how to skate when you can't even go in a straight line without falling on your ass." Well shit, James really wanted to be mad, he wanted to tell him to go fuck himself, but he couldn't. He was rendered speechless by him, his voice, while filled with venom had a lovely french accent, making whatever he was saying irrelevant.
James only turned away as the 3-year-old started tugging on his hand, getting bored. Picking him up, he flashed the beautiful boy a small smile as he left. Shit. He returned to his class, thankfully most of them were still so bad they couldn't get anywhere on their own so they were all still there. He started teaching again, and carried on with the usual, telling harry to put luna down, telling Fred and George they still could not lick the skates. But there was something different this time, his eyes kept gravitating to the boy of stone as he moved gracefully across the ice, making it look so simple, like second nature. He looked so peaceful.
Before he knew it class was over. He ushered the kids off the ice, taking off their skates before they turned into weapons. Mary and lily were the first to get here, Mary picked up harry as he clung to her leg. "So how was he today?" Lily asked, already knowing the answer.
"Well other than stealing my glasses and making me crash into some really pretty boy I suppose he was alright," he said lightheartedly. He had known them for many years, long before harry was born. They laughed, but Mary stopped as his words registered.
"Wait- very pretty boy you say?" She taunted "Does Jamsie have a little crush"
"What! No! Shut up!"
"Oh, so you do!"
"Absolutely not."
His eyes betrayed him landing on exactly who he spoke of, he was walking over The girls seemed to notice this and exclaimed " Oh my god! It's him! Isn't it?"
"Okay good by you three!" he pushed them out the door as the man settled near him, afraid he would hear.
"Fine! But you're coming to the shop and telling us all about mystery man!"
He slammed the door in their face and turned to 'mystery man'. "Sorry about that" he chuckled nervously "How can I help you?"
"I'm here to pick up luna," he responded dryly.
"Are you her father?!" he asked louder than necessary
"No, I'm pandora's friend, I'll be picking her up from now on."
"Oh," that's right! Pandora had told him a friend would be picking Luna up due to his new job (he/she pandora btw). "Right then, well we need to fill out some paperwork before I let you guys leave, do you think you can stick around while I get the rest of the kids home?"
"I guess" regulus huffed "make it quick though."
And he did, he went through the familiar task faster than normal, "Bye Weasleys!" he yelled as the last family left.
"Right sorry about that," he tugged at the roots of his hair, "Well let's get started." James grabbed the paperwork from his locker and filled in the information he already knew name of the child, the child's birthday, and his relationship to the child. Skipping all about the man before him, it's not like he could put gorgeous down. "Right, full name?" he asked, looking into the stony eyes in front of him.
"Regulus Black."
"Regulus? Like the star?" .
"Yes. Like the star."
"Awsome! I'm James, like James Bond." if you hadn't interacted with Regulus before you could mistake the sound he made for a chuckle, but James choose to believe that's what it was. He didn't make the mistake of extending his hand again.
"When's your birthday?"
"June 25, 1999." he was only a year younger than James. He asked a few more before he got to the last one.
"What's your number?"
"What-" Regulus choked out.
"Huh- OH Shit! No- I meant for the form" James stumbled out, panicking.
"Oh right, it's '###-###-####'" he looked away. "Are we done?"
"Yea I think that's it. Luna are you ready to go?" he had given her a coloring page out of his bag, one with dogs and ice cream. Though you couldn't tell that's what it was anymore. "Awh it's beautiful luna, you did such a good job."
She smiled at this, handing him the paper. He put it in his pocket and looked over at Regulus, who was rocking nervously on the balls of his feet. "Well then, have a good night."
He picked up luna and walked much faster than before out the door, wonderful. So not only will he have to see this asshole every Saturday for the foreseeable future, but he's also hot. This is gonna be interesting.
A/N: yay I did it, hope this wasn't too painful to read. PLEASE I'm begging give me pointers or any guidance/ critiques on any of this