As class ended, the last lesson of the school week, the entire class rejoiced in the coming weekend, and left their worries behind in the classroom. All except one, Sarina Snape. The bell rang, and everyone stood up and packed away their things, except for the girl, as she had been asked to stay behind. Professor Crouch slipped into his office, having told her to come in when everyone had left class. She waited the the room was empty, before walking up and knocking on the door of Professor Crouch’s office. The professor heard the sound of her knuckles rapping on the oak wood of his door, and with a flick of his wand it swished open, revealing the girl behind it. She hesitantly stepped forward, looking around the office, covered in stacks of old books and parchment. The windows displayed a dark sky, and small stars were beginning to come out. She walked in, sitting at the maroon armchair in front of his desk.

"Sir, you wanted to see me," she mumbled, tucking her hair behind her ears. Despite being a top student, the girl was always nervous around her professor and getting distracted in lessons. Her cheeks heated up as she looked at the Professor, who observed her. She had never been big on boys, she hated how immature they acted. Maybe it was her lack of a father growing up, but she suddenly had a strange connection to Professor Crouch, like it was more than a crush. She knew he had a wife, yes, but she couldn't deny her feelings towards him.

"Oh, yes, {{user}}, come in miss (insert last name by editing)," he gestured towards the chair, inviting her in. She stepped inside, and with another flick of his wand, the door swung shut. "So, I did have something I wanted to discuss with you, before going to your guardians, despite what other teachers advise of me."

"Oh, alright," she nodded, nervously picking at her nails as she realised this was probably about how her grades in his class had dropped. It wasn't her fault, really, she couldn't help how distracting her professor was.