Title: A Different Kind of Love

Rating: M

Paring: Hardbrom/OC

Summary: A new teacher is hired at Cackles, and with her she brings a painful past, a promising present, but an unforeseen future.

Author's Note: Hey thanks for reading this, its only my second story. I'm hoping if this character is liked that I'll be able to branch off with some cute little fluff one-shots, so tell me what you think : )

"I don't understand!"cried a very frustrated Miss. Harbroom.

All the other teachers at Cackles Academy shared the same thought, save for Miss Cackle who had just informed the ladies of a new staff member who would be joining them. She was a younger witch around 27, had graduated from Hogwarts, and recently taught in Ireland.

"We need her to accommodate the new charms lessons, I would do it myself but I simply haven't the time. Also the board has been talking and since Davina will be leaving us shortly with her retirement, we need a new chant and art teacher."

Miss Cackle addressed, Constance Hardroom was the first to reply.

"But why some one so young and inexperienced? Couldn't you have chosen someone who will last more than a week?"

"If Miss Cackle thinks that this new teacher can handle it, then who are we to pass judgement?"

"I agree Miss Drill. I think I shall write her a chant for when she arrives." With that Miss Bat twirled out of the room.

"When will she be arriving Miss Cackle?" asked Imogen inquired.

"Early tomorrow evening, and Miss Harbroom, since Miss bat will be preparing Dinner and Miss Drill is a non-witch.." turning to Imogen,

"No offense."

"None taken."

Miss cackle proceeded "I am putting you in charge of showing her around, and making sure that she feels welcome." She made sure to put extra emphasis on the "making sure she feels welcome" bit.

"Me! but.. but..OOO" With that Constance vanished into thin air.

Miss Drill placed a reassuring hand on Miss Cackles' shoulder. "Don't worry, she'll come around."

Down in the potions room, Miss Hardbroom was still reeling from this mornings' news.

It's not like I'm intimidated of this new teacher, I just really don't like meeting new people. I mean for Gods' sake look how long it took me to tolerate and like Davina and Imogen! Just the thought of a new person coming gives me those uncomfortable chills. Well I'll just have to hope that Amelia has a good sense of character. Oh who am I kidding, I give this new teacher a week before she caves and walks, and the I'll be stuck picking up the slack.

The sound of her second years chattering and squealing, arose Constance from her thoughts. "This is going to be a long class" She sighed as she resumed her usual authoritative demure.

As the class drew to an end, Miss Hardbroom was very thankful that there had been no major incidents that happened. She headed for the staff room to have a bite to eat before returning to the potions room to further prepare for her up coming classes. As she was leaving the staff room Miss Cackle entered " Ah Miss Hardbroom I was hoping to find you here. We are informing the students of the new teacher after their supper, so don't try and skip it to get a head start on tomorrows classes." Miss Cackle warned.

"I knew this was going to happen, I could just hear Them all planning and plotting. Those girls are going to be harder to control than ever!"

Constance muttered to herself, while returning to her potions classroom. Miss Cackle had just finished telling the girls about the new teacher. Their minds started to come up with ways of how they would get away with things, and how much fun it will be to have a "hip" young teacher on the staff. Constance could already see the havoc this was going to cause, but there wasn't much she could do about it, so she focused her energy on preparing her classes.

Just a few 100 kilometers from Cackles, a graceful object was flying through the night sky. Beautiful green eyes and long dark brown hair,her slender figure was perched upon her broom with such poise and elegance. You would think she was just a human form of the elegant cat that sat on the broom next to her. She looked up at the night stars and breathed in the cool night air. "Cackles Academy, here I come." With a small smile, she averted her eyes back to the direction in which she was flying.

R&R! please please please please! Sorry it was so short! The next one WILL BE LONGER!