🍂•|Hermione Granger

You had been transferred to Hogwarts for your sixth year. And by chance, you were walking through the halls looking for your "Niffler", since he had escaped again.

You were running through the hallways, looking everywhere, until at one point, just looking at the floor and the corners, you ran into Hermione, your potions partner.

She fell to the ground, and so did you, by the way. You helped her up quickly; she knew quickly who you were, since she had heard that someone new was coming in. And they had said that you would be related to a famous wizard. She knew that you were a “Scamander”. You were the spitting image of your grandfather, Newt, searching for your animals like crazy.

"Very sorry."

You said hurriedly as you looked around.

"It's no big deal..."

She replied as she stood up; she looked at you with some nervousness, since you weren't exactly ugly...

"Are you OK...?"

He asked softly while looking at you with some shyness.