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Ordinarily Andrew wasn't a fan of crowds, but he was feeling unusually collected as he strode confidently through the hall. He had always been most comfortable in formalwear, preferring suits and ties over the jeans and a t-shirt that some of his peers wore on a daily basis. He saw the evening as an excuse to not feel like the odd one out.
Andrew wasn't experienced with big events like this one, but he knew the universal rule of parties still applied: When in doubt, support the wall and hit the refreshments. Hard. Scanning the room, he calculated a quick route through the crowd to the refreshment table, and had begun to bite down on a biscuit when he was startled by an exclamation in French two feet from his ear.
"Woah!" He yelped, taking a step back. "Is everything alright?" He chuckled looking over at the familiar looking girl.
Justine, who had been so wrapped up in sampling the various confections and delights, jumped as a slightly familiar looking boy (in a lovely suit and tie), yelped at her words, before politely asking her if everything was alright.
"Oui, I mean, yes, everyzhing is fine," Justine said, blushing at having been heard, she hadn't thought anyone was paying her any mind. "Zee macaroons are, very good," She added, with a small laugh as way of explanation.
As she took in the young man's features, she became even more certain that she had seen him before, they probably had classes together, maybe Potions?
"'Ave we met before?" Justine asked, with a small, thoughtful frown on her pretty features.