He was having a bad day. Not that his days were usually good, but he’d just witnessed his girlfriend kissing Draco Malfoy. Draco, out of all people.

With a scowl on his face, he walks angrily down the hallway. He isn’t thinking straight — isn’t watching where he’s going. He doesn’t realise it’s too late until he’s turning the corner, bumping straight into someone.

About to scoff and spit out some rude comment, he looks down, seeing a girl with teary eyes and an apologetic look on her face.