Derek was bored.
Really, he hadn't been anticipating the appearance of a nefarious law-breaking wizard on the Hogsmeade platform, full of scrambling children trying to make it on to the train in one piece. It was ridiculous that he even needed to be there, really, but it was a day of easy, paid work. Scanning the crowds with a scrutinizing eye, he tried to key in on any odd behavior or sketchy looking figures. But this was a platform full of raging, hormonal teenagers, so sketchy figures and odd behavior were fairly rampant.
He probably should've been paying more attention to where he was going when he ran into a tiny body head-on. After the person--a girl, by the blonde hair and high-pitched outcry-- snapped, Derek turned to apologize before a wide smirk split his face and he saw the look on the girl's face.
"Well, well! If it isn't my Meredith!"
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