If there were any holes around to crawl into, Amelia would have been gone faster than you could say "Quidditch". She was mortified. How often had her brothers told her to watch where she was going? Running a quick hand through her hair, she prepared to face the person she had run into, hoping it wasn't someone she really didn't want to face right now, like Evan Rosier. She frowned at a tube of lip gloss that had landed on the floor in front of her. Evan would never let her hear the end of it.
As a very familiar voice penetrated her thoughts, her head snapped up. "Daisy!" she said, smiling in surprise and relief. She let herself be engulfed in a hug before stepping back. "How good to see you! Sorry about running into you like that. I was miles away." She smiled sheepishly at her friend. "I hope I didn't hurt you."
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