Things were fuzzy to Antwone. There was though, a girl to his side. Although out of focus he could tell she had blond hair and wore Hufflepuff robes but he couldn't distinguish her features.

"Really sorry about that ..." he heard her say, although even her words were a bit distorted. He rubbed the top of his head and felt a little bump there. It took him a while to realized she was holding out his glasses for him. He took them straight away from her giving hand and placed them back on the bridge of his nose. The left eye glass was cracked.

Even with the broken eye glass he could make out the distinct features that belong to ...

"Repunzel Black ... supporter of the Chudley Canons," was all he could remember of her at the moment. His brown eyes met her green. Although she seemed sincerely apologetic she was still holding back more laughter.