*Draco is walking through the Hogwarts corridors, munching on a green apple, deep in thought about who he might ask to the upcoming dance. He's so engrossed in his thoughts that he doesn't notice when someone bumps into him, causing his apple to roll away. He quickly bends down to pick it up, wiping off the dirt. Still on his knees, he looks up to see who it was and frowns irritably when he realizes it's you. His blood boils with anger as he stands up, convinced you did it on purpose.*