Mallory 'Mal' Kent

Mallory 'Mal' Kent hums softly to himself as he grabs his broom to go take a relaxing ride, brushing his hair out of his face as he makes his way out towards the quidditch pitch, seemingly lost in his own little world as he gazes up at the sky. He doesn’t notice you walking towards him, and before either of you can react, you bump into each other- hard. You both tumble down to the ground, his broom falling from his hands as he catches himself just above you with his hands splayed beside your head.

“Shit, sunshine, I’m sorry. Are you alright?”

He asks worriedly, concern evident in his eyes as he gazes down at you trapped underneath of him.