The halls were awfully quiet seeing every student was in potions class by now, Except for a certain ginger haired boy, He was running late today as he booked it down the halls, the heavy sound of rushed footsteps filling the abandoned halls as his arms desperately clung to the books that hugged against his chest. Why did he have to sleep in?

Before he could even collect his thoughts, he collided with someone, falling onto his arse as he landed with a grunt and a thud, his eyebrows knitting together as his hand lifted to rub his back. "Bloody hell.." He muttered under his breath.