The clock tower in the distance struck three, and the students in the classroom stiffened, all eyes turned towards the professor, silently asking for permission to leave. The professor turned her vibrant green eyes to the clock hanging above her desk. "Go," she said, turning back to her work.

The students rushed out the door. They had learned within the first month of the school year not to leave their seats before this professor dismissed them, unless the wanted a door magically slammed in their face and telepathically shoved back into their seats.

The professor didn't even glance at the students as they shuffled out the door of her plain classroom. They talked as they departed, throwing teasing insults, terrible jokes, and idle chatter she didn't bother to listen to. Once, maybe she would have, but not now.

"Have a good day, Professor Goodwitch!" one voice called, and the professor looked up, astonished.

It was Ruby Rose, the young leader of Team RWBY, waving and smiling at Professor Glynda Goodwitch as she left. For a split second, Glynda almost returned the kind gestures, but she immediately thought better of it. The move would be too open, too public, and rumors spread through Beacon Academy like wildfire, despite the school's massive size. Did you see Goodwitch? She actually smiled at a student! Maybe she's not so scary after all... Glynda couldn't have that. She had to maintain the cold, stern, formidable Deputy Headmistress form that the Hunters in training were so wary of.

Ruby's teammate and older sister, Yang Xiao Long, pulled the girl out of the classroom, speaking hurriedly to her. "Did you just wave at Goodwitch?!"

"And smile?" Weiss Schnee, Ruby's partner, added in shock. The fourth member of team RWBY, a quiet girl who always (with right now being no exception) had her nose in a book named Blake Belladonna, trailed slowly after them, obviously unconcerned with Ruby's actions.

Ruby shrugged nonchalantly. "Well, sure. She's one of my favorite teachers."

Yang's and Weiss's eyes widened. "She's what?"

Glynda's shock, though she kept it from changing her indifferent expression, mirrored the two girls. No student had called her their favorite teacher in years.

The last four girls left the room, their conversation echoing back faintly, and the familiar, if haunting, silence had settled over her classroom once again. She turned to the last sheet of paperwork she had to finish, completing it effortlessly.

"Knock, knock!" a sickeningly cheerful voice called from the doorway and Glynda gave a low, irritated groan.

"Hello, Professor Peach..."

"Aw, Glynda, we don't need the formalities! There aren't any students around!" the young woman ended with a giggle.

Glynda grit her teeth. No one was allowed to call her by her first name, and Penelope Peach was well aware of that, but did the Dust damned woman care? No! Glynda could already almost feel the headache Peach was giving her by just being there. Peach had barely graduated her own hunting school in Vacuo before applying for the teaching job at Beacon, where a position for Most Frustrating Teacher-er, Grimm Behavioral Class had just opened up. Almost instantly, the Professor (who was practically a student, herself!) had found a perfect object to tease:

Glynda Goodwitch and Headmaster Ozpin.

Ozpin easily and calmly deflected Peach's constant string of prying and deeply personal questions, and so Peach bugged him considerably less often. However, Glynda's firm and heated denials that there was anything beyond friendship between herself and the Headmaster only strengthened Peach's "theory", as the woman claimed, "Denial is the first sign!"

Glynda, have "a thing" for Ozpin?

Absurd.

"So, I heard Ozpin and you talking the other day," Peach started.

"Eavesdropping is impolite," Glynda said, visibly annoyed.

Ignoring Glynda's comment, Peach continued, unfazed, "Did he invite you to dinner?"

"No."

"Liar."

Glynda clenched her jaw. "Yes, Miss Peach, he did, to discuss how the teams from other kingdoms are doing."

"Ah yes, discussing," Peach agreed sarcastically.

"Such as Team SSSN and Team ABRN from Haven Academy in Mistral," Glynda growled.

"You could have done all that from his office."

"I assume he wished to avoid interruptions from nosy professors," Glynda snapped pointedly.

"That hasn't stopped anything from happening in his office before," Peach pointed out in a very implicating voice.

"Miss Peach!" Glynda snapped.

Peach gave a light laugh. "Did you discuss anything... else?" she asked suggestively.

"No, Miss Peach," Glynda sighed.

Peach laughed. "Do you wish you would have?"

"No," Glynda said firmly. "Drop it, Miss Peach. Nothing happened, nothing will ever happen, and this hobby of yours is quite pointless."

"Do you wish something would happen?" the young woman asked, grinning.

"No, Miss Peach."

"Oh, Glynda," Peach said pleasantly and Glynda stiffened at the use of her first name. "The entire staff just knows there's something between you and our... respectable Headmaster." Peach grinned, enjoying being able to rile the stern woman with only a handful of deliberately insinuating comments.

"Miss Peach," Glynda said firmly, standing. "That is enough. I refuse to listen while you mock our Headmaster. The relationship between Professor Ozpin and I is strictly business, and that is all it will ever be."

Peach only laughed, practically prancing away from Glynda's desk and to the door. She cast one last cheerful comment over her shoulder before departing.

"Do you wish it were more?"

There was along pause, while Glynda stood silently.

Did she?

A/N: I wrote this a few months ago but never actually published it, and since it tied into the events of A Thousand Words (the reason Glynda is Ruby's favorite teacher) I figured I'd just add it as a second chapter. It's pretty short, too though, so I think it fits better as just an extra scene with some more implied Ozglyn. Hope you all enjoyed it!

~hiddenheart