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"No, no, the fault was entirely mine, I'm very sorry."
Andrew had to admit it himself: He was absolutely intrigued by this girl. He had never met anyone like her, and certainly never at Hogwarts. She was so friendly, and she practically oozed intelligence. In a word, she was 'refreshing'. As far as he could tell, she hadn't been put off by his formal fashion sense, or the way he tore into the macaroon she had offered him. "Thank you." He just barely remembered to add as he accepted it.
Andrew adjusted his tie once more, having suddenly become self-conscious of his appearance in the presence of the radiant young woman. He remembered very clearly having seen her around the common room, but it was also awfully clear that they hadn't actually spoken before the Half-hearted Ball.
"Justine!" He nodded enthusiastically. "I knew it was something with a J! It's very nice to met you!" He laughed. "You have a very interesting accent." He commented. "It's beautiful. Is it.. Normandy? No, wait, don't tell me.. Roussillon?" He added, fancying a guess at which french province Justine had grown up in. Chances are he was wrong, as he was no actual expert on France, but he was somewhat of a linguist.
"Go on, tell me. How wrong am I?"
"I 'ave an idea, instead of each of us blaming ourselves, we blame something else entirely," Justine said coyly, laughing lightly as the boy claimed the fault much like she herself had before. Now that Justine thought about it, all the people she had met had been happy accidents, that was a bit worrying as she usually made friends with relative ease, but then, she couldn't much blame herself, she'd had a hard year and was still recovering from
the divorce and moving to England with her father.
Justine smiled in amusement as Andrew
devoured the macaroon with gusto, ether he didn't care about table manners or he was
starving, ether way, it didn't matter to Justine, she just found it kind of funny. "You're welcome," She said.
At the boys enthusiastic response to her name, Justine had to laugh, it was rather adorable, even more so because he didn't seem like the enthusiastic type. She shook her head, her earrings twinkling with the movement. "Oui, it does definitely start with a J, and it's very nice to meet you too," Justine said.
She smiled as Andrew complimented her accent, really she found her voice rather annoying, it was a little deep and tended to occasionally sound too sincere for her liking, not at all soft or sweet like the other girls at Beauxbatons had sounded. "You are very sweet, thank you," She said, before listening as he attempted to place her accents origin. "Ah, you are not
very wrong, no, just a little.... Paris, though I spent some time in Giverny, it might be why you 'ad trouble with it," Justine replied. She was impressed enough that he had tried, or that he understood the difference between the dialects, as most people had no idea.
"You were close, do you study language?" The young woman asked.