as it was ((hayden))

Tess liked putting her studies first every now and then, and today was one of those days. She didn't like falling behind, making her the polar opposite of her brother who rarely took his schoolwork seriously. She had gotten some quills and was in the back of the library filling in some notes for a lesson. This brought her a lot of peace and quiet, and the class she was working on had been Charms Class, one of her favorite classes.

She dipped her quill in ink, and began taking some notes.

Brimming with uncontainable excitement, Hayden's face lit up with a radiant smile. The weight of overdue assignments was finally nearing its end, and with just one more essay to complete, a sense of accomplishment beckoned. A surge of eagerness propelled him forward, his thoughts consumed by the prospect of sharing his achievement with Patch, a trusted companion whose support had been a constant throughout their shared journey.

Guided by the subject of gillyweed in herbology, Hayden found himself navigating the labyrinthine depths of the library, tracing his fingertips along the spines of weathered tomes that held the secrets of botanical wonders. In the recesses of the hallowed halls of knowledge, he delved into the realm of flora, in search of the perfect source to enrich his homework.

As he meticulously scanned the shelves, his eyes flickering across the array of herbal knowledge, a sudden collision disrupted his reverie. Startled, he stepped back, his gaze swiftly shifting to the figure before him—a fellow student adorned with a quill lodged into an ink pot. The air crackled with momentary surprise, but Hayden's innate courtesy promptly surfaced.

"Oh, sorry," he swiftly apologized, his voice filled with genuine remorse. His lips curved into a polite smile, his eyes expressing empathy for the minor accident

Tess didn't want to be disturbed with her studies. She was easily distracted and knew a lot of guys wanted to come up and flirt with her like they always did every single day. She enjoyed the attention, but when she was trying to focus on her schooling it got really annoying for the Gryffindor.

She heard someone come over head real quick, and it led her to look up to see Hayden. A boy she heard talked a lot about around campus and it gave Tess a raised eyebrow. "Can I help you?"

Hayden's voice trembled with an endearing blend of nervousness and remorse as he swiftly offered yet another apology. "Oh, no, I'm sorry," he stammered, his words infused with genuine regret. His attention was momentarily torn between the lingering thoughts of Patrick and the desire to make amends. "I was completely absorbed in my search for a book on gillyweed and, well, I accidentally bumped into you," he explained, his voice carrying a hint of genuine concern.

A flicker of recognition crossed his face as he struggled to recall the name. "It's Tessa, right?" he asked, his voice tinged with uncertainty, as if desperately hoping he had remembered correctly. His adorable nervousness betrayed the sweet charm that resided within him. As he spoke, his mind momentarily strayed to thoughts of celebrating his imminent escape from academic setbacks with Patrick, causing a subtle blush to grace his cheeks.

Hayden's gaze remained earnest and apologetic as he sought to bridge the gap caused by their accidental collision. The possibility of having inadvertently interrupted Tessa's own pursuit of knowledge filled him with a desire to make amends. "I truly didn't realize you were there," he continued, his words sincere and tinged with an air of self-deprecation. He longed for Tessa's understanding, hoping to reconcile the accidental intrusion with a touch of heartfelt vulnerability.

In the backdrop of his scattered thoughts and the anticipation of celebrating his academic triumphs with Patrick, Hayden's endearing demeanor shone through. It was a mix of innocence and eagerness, vulnerable yet genuine, as he sought to right the unintentional wrong, eager to restore the harmony within their shared space.