A small, plotless drabble in which the frumpiest, weirdest girl in Hufflepuff harbors a crush on the new Potions professor. One-sided Snarity.
One is married, the other is emotionally incompetent; but love does what it wants.
Hogwarts is far from the only place to receive a magical education in the UK, and Harry Potter knows this firsthand, because he doesn't even go to Hogwarts. ABANDONED. I just liked what I came up with before I realized I had no idea where to go with this premise.