"I never cared much for kicked the bucket, what does that 'ave to do with death?" Justine said, her green eyes narrowing as she spoke. There were plenty of other English language idioms that Justine disliked, but this particular one had always irked her.

"Vell, I don't 'ave much faith in 'Ogwarts at zee moment, it is 'er fault I am in this mess to begin with," Justine haughtily said, glaring up at the ceiling of the Ravenclaw Common Room as if it had horribly wronged her. "But you, you I cn 'ave faith in," Justine added, her voice becoming softer, more sincere as she addressed the young man.

Justine listened intently as Andrew enthusiastically explained to her the intricate workings of Runes and how they worked. It was a fascinating subject and with Andrew explaining it to her, she was finally beginning to get something of a hang of the subject. She nodded as he pointed out a interesting symbol that looked like something one of her little cousins might have drawn, explaining how to make the Rune work and what it stood for.

"C'est merveilleux!" Justine exclaimed, watching with bright, eager eyes as the text began to shimmer, showing its magical importance. "You are very good at this Andrew," Justine said, with a bright, cheerful smile.