Draco was slipping out of the classroom he’d snuck into, not really paying attention in his haste to move on from the "scene of the crime" as it were, and turned directly into the path of the woman he had just been fantasizing about. They slammed into each other, Draco stumbling backwards and Hermione falling, dropping her books, her bag flying off her arm and sliding down the corridor, a few items spilling out. Draco recovered faster than she did, starting for her bag and the items sprawled across the floor. "Oh, Gods, Granger, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry"