Aria dodged some flying hands that were being thrown up by someone for whatever reason, sidestepping she picked up the pace finally making it into the hall. But as she got out someone bumped into her practically knocking her onto her onto her bum, but she braced herself against the wall wincing as she rubbed the spot he had run into. Casting her eyes to the floor she mumbled a small apology, knowing full well that it wasn't her fault but decided it was just easier to apologize and take responsibility. But as she looked up expecting to see someone walking away she saw a boy from Gryffindor, she knew him he was the kid everyone loved, Michael. The boy eyed her curiously and she shrunk back flat against the wall, feeling uncomfortable under his gaze. Was he going to beat her up? But no she was surprised again when the boy spoke out again, calling her by her name. Her eyes widened completely awe struck that this boy even knew of her. She simply nodded at his words not trusting her voice. Afraid she might stutter of anger the boy if her words came out wrong. Michael smiled at her catching her off guard yet again, what did this boy want with her? "And you're Michael, perfect at everything and loved by everyone" Aria finally spoke quietly casting her gaze to her shoes again feeling as if this was some sort of trick to hurt her.