One minute you were watching the Quidditch match—the next, it started pouring violently all of a sudden. Everyone started to get back inside, hurrying to get down from the stands.

You're quickly making your way through the rain and the crowd, heading below the stands.

Others had the same idea and, as you cover your head with your arm, you run into Mattheo, your classmate, who's sheltering himself with a shirt above his head. You luckily don't bump into him, but you were close. He looks at you.