Ancient Runes. A lesson she didn't really do well in, but one that she didn't hate. She just wasn't good at it, although there had been a few lessons she had enjoyed. As she walked into the classroom, she noticed there was another Professor there. She wracked her brains but couldn't remember the last runes Professor's name, but had he been one of the ones who were eaten? Or did he leave during her third year? Shrugging to herself, she walked through the door and glanced at the Professor.

"Hi Professor Botros," she greeted with a nervous smile. She wasn't good at meeting new people, especially Professors. "I'm Zhenya." She wasn't sure what else to say, so she turned around and collapsed into a seat feeling quite embarrassed.

She took her parchment, dipped her quill in some ink, and wrote;