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nicole black 
"She must be teething," Justine thoughtfully said, wryly watching as the kitten did battle with it's owner's hand, she laughed, lightly as Luna returned with an air of unmistakable triumph to playing with Justine's earrings. "Did she 'urt you?" Justine asked, looking at the small teeth marks Luna had left on Louis' long fingers.
He was looking at her curiously, and Justine, feeling a little self conscious ran a hand through her long, sand-colored hair, trying to make it more manageable. Because it had to be her disheveled appearance causing her friend to look at her so strangely.
"Oh it is, uh... It's fantastic, and the professor's are very kind," Justine said, clearing her throat nervously. Just relax Justine, he's just asking a question, he doesn't suspect a thing. "I wanted to stay, but my father.. He pulled me out during.. Well, the reason doesn't matter but, he did," Justine added, this time speaking somewhat honestly, as her father had unceremoniously pulled her out from L'Institut de l'apprentissage Magique in Quebec Canada during her parents messy divorce.
"But, you must 'ave 'eard an earful about Beauxbatons from Paloma!" Justine quickly added, trying to change the topic.
“Not really,” Louis replied with an amused smile as he examined his hand. There were scratches on it, but it didn’t actually hurt as bad as it looked. Luna’s little claws were still too harmless to cause any serious damage, though he’d have to trim them soon if he didn’t want to end up with his fingers cut off.
Louis listened attentively as Justine merely shared that the professors were very kind. He was quiet for a moment, a thoughtful expression on his face, before he spoke again, “Yeah? Did you ever have class with a
Professeur De La Fontaine?” he asked casually. “Paloma told me he was the main professor for most classes in her year, and he was rather… eccentric.” But Paloma had actually never mentioned this professor. Because he didn’t exist.
The boy felt tempted to ask Justine the reason behind her father’s decision to pull her from whatever school she had really come from, but decided to keep his curiosity to himself. He didn’t want to seem TOO curious or else she’d get suspicious of his own suspicions.
“I have,” he nodded with a smile.
Lies. Paloma hadn’t told him all that much, really. And he was beginning to doubt Justine could tell him much more.