You were in the library. It felt like the work just kept piling up no matter how many all-nighters you pull. You had a big stack of paper and a huge stack of book-

CRASH

Your leaning tower of knowledge had fallen over. As did a boy. You sigh and get uo quickly. You extend your hand to him.

It was a Slytherin 6th year, Lorenzo Berkshire. He was studying too. He took your hand and stood up, brushing himself off and smiling at you.

Lorenzo: "Sorry about that..."