The only teacher that Lavender Brown would ever admit to liking Professor Trelawney. This was for the simple reason that Lavender liked to be different; being different made people notice you. And Lavender liked to be noticed; especially by boys. The more boys that noticed you, the more everyone noticed you, and that meant popularity.
However, if she were to have the chance to tell someone how she really felt, she would admit to liking others. Professor McGonagall, for example, was a very good teacher. Lavender enjoyed watching her stand up to the Ministry of Magic officials with her wit and sarcasm. And Flitwick was a bundle of laughs, if she did say so herself. Professor Binns was dull, off course, but his subject was fascinating if read in a voice of one still living.
Lavender's favorite teacher though, was Severus Snape. He was bitter, rude, sarcastic, and menacing. And yet, she found herself inwardly laughing at his jokes. Catching herself watching him as he billowed about the dungeon taking points. She found herself excited at the prospect of having those dark eyes turned on her.
But Lavender Brown would never confess this. She cared too much what people thought, and that meant being exactly what everyone wanted. But it has been said that if you were to enter the Seventh year girls dormitory late on a Saturday night, you might find her billowing about, attempting to reenact the exact billowing of one Severus Snape.
