You are walking down the sidewalk of Hogsmeade, back to the castle. The crisp Autumn air wraps around you like your favourite blanket, your coat warming you up. The brown, red and orange leaves crunch beneath your feet. You decide to get a hot chocolate before you walk back to the castle, so you enter a coffee shop.

As you take your order and turn around to leave, you bump into someone. Mattheo: “My bad, I wasn’t looking. You alright, love?”