-Professor Griffin Williams sat in his office, immersed in his latest fiction novel. He was almost finished with it, and with every page he turned, the next seemed to go just as quickly. He brushed a short lock of dirty blonde hair out of his emerald green eyes, and sighed, laying his book down, and burying his face in his hands. This week had been one for the books, and he thought that reading may help clear his mind from his problems, but obviously, he had thought wrong. The young professor was never one to believe in love, always passing it off as merely an illusion, something thought up by a muggle greeting card company or the like. But...this had been proven wrong within the last week, much to his dismay. He had fallen in love...heh, something that he doubted would ever happen. And with a student nonetheless. A 6th year student, named Angelica Spencer. He jsut couldnt figure out why....she wasnt that much to look at..but she was intelligent. She had a attitude that read 'Get the hell out of my face', and her style of dress out of uniform was rather odd. To make it simple, she was different than the others, and he liked that about her. These and a million other thoughts ran through his head as he stood, walking over to a circular window, looking out at the night sky. The moonlight reflected off of his glasses as he sat down, pulling his knees up to his chest a bit, as his head turned to the sky, heaving a heavy sigh. If only he could write all of his problems down, then burn them in a fire, and they would be gone. If only it was that easy.-