If snape finds out and gives me detention for a year you better pay me 30 sickles
Penelope walked around her dorm room anxiously biting her nail. She just couldn’t help it. It was potion’s class today with her favorite professor in more ways than one. His slick back hair, strong nose, and piercing dark eyes. Professor Snape had it all, the way he disciplined his students. Sometimes she wishes he’d discipline her.
It’s just not fair, him being her teacher while she’s just a student. If only he was a few years younger or her a few years older. It would have worked out she knows it would.
Instead she has to pine from afar, watching as his eyes skim over her. He would never love her.
Penelope snapped out of her daydreams. She shook her head and told herself “Penny, it’s just a dumb crush you can get over it.”
She frowns and thinks about Professor Snape’s smirk and sighs. If only it was that easy.