My pace quickened as I neared the Charms classroom, ready for Mid-Terms. I didn't want to be late- Flitwick would be pissed. I did a mental run-through of all the things I would need to know- the right wand movements, incantations. As I hopped on to the moving staircase, I tripped, spilling all of my books. My ink jar crashed to the ground, shattering. Ink splattered everywhere. 

"Shit," I muttered, scrambling to shove the books back in my bag. Class was about to start. I grabbed my paper- we had to bring our own, for mid-terms- and realized it was soaked and dripping with ink. I thought to take out my wand and clean it up, but then I realized that the ink wasn't removable, because my best friend, Joane, had gotten it for me at the Weasly's Joke Shop. 

"Looks like you need some help there," a voice says from behind me. I spin around. Wow. 

He's new. He must be, because I couldn't have missed him before. He has dirty blonde hair swept to the side, like he just came from the beach. His eyes- how can I describe them? They have flecks of- is that gold? and they seem to change color every second- green, blue, brown, then back again. He is so gorgeous. 

"Um. Well. Yeah, I guess. God, Flitwick is gonna kill me," I manage to get out, staring at the nape of his neck as he bends down and helps me pick up my stuff. He lifts the soggy paper and gives me somewhat of a grin. He reaches into his bag and pulls out a long sheet of parchment, then rips it in half. He holds it out. 

"Here, take this. And I don't think Flitwick will kill a gorgeous thing like you. Don't sweat," he says with a wink, then jogs down the hallway.

He turns. "By the way, my name is Tyler. See you around sometime."

I stare after him. "Um, thanks? My... my name is Cass." 

 I want him.