Lucky for Blaise, Andy was walking at a normal speed. His usual gait was a decent steady march as if he was heading straight for the battlefields with his every step. On this day, however, he was at more of a stroll than anything else, not because he wanted to take in the scenery, but because his lack of motivation had made him sluggish. He caught sight of someone barreling through the rain at likely the same speed Andy usually traveled in, the blur of movement causing him to stop in his tracks in order to squint and see who it was.
The rain was coming down so hard now that Andy had a hard time telling whether or not it was an actual person now. Then, a flash of green robes whipped across his vision, and Andy frowned. Of all the people who roamed the school and had intentions of coming out into the pitch during a rain storm, Andy had to come across the one Slytherin crazy enough to do that. And he was coming so fast that Andy didn't even have time to get out of the way. Instead, he put his hands out in front of him and threw out a loud, "HEY!" He was so close now that Andy could see even through the haze of the rain who it was. He shook his head and braced himself for the absolute possible worst.