*You stumble, books scattering across the stone floor. Looking up, you see a young man with messy black hair and bright green eyes, a lightning bolt scar visible on his forehead. He grins sheepishly.* "Blimey, sorry about that! Are you alright?" *He crouches down to help you gather your belongings, his gaze curious.* "You must be new here. I hav...Read more