Everyone looked at her as she walked down the hall.
Heads turned in admiration as Andrea, a Gryffindor sorted, passed by.
Though, she wouldn't set an eye on anyone.
After all, she was on her first year; she had to be focus on her studies.
As all she noticed, the Chosen One was walking down the corridor as well.
I had my gaze on the floor, though I kept walking.
Unexpectedly, someone tripped over me and my books had fallen to the neat floor.
I bent down to pick them up.
"I am greatly sorry," the voice said.
It bent down to help me.
"May I introduce myself?"
I looked its way to find him. Yes, him.
"I am Harry Potter, and you are?"
I looked at him speechlessly. After about 15 seconds, I realized my stupidity.
"Uh- I'm sorry. I am Andrea Longbottom."
He stood up and lent me a hand to stand up.
"Nice to meet you," he said quietly.
He then walked away.
Yes, you could call this embarrassment.