Runes was always very much a middle-of-the-ground class for Sinead. Okay, it didn't hold all the thrills of Transfiguration, but at least it was actually kind of usefully and challenging (intellectually, as opposed to wrestling with a magical tree stump or something in Herbology and COMC.) So this should be an okay class.

"Good afternoon, Professor," she said with a polite bob of the head, before glancing around the class somewhat uneasily in search of a desk. Daisy from Fifth Year she kind of knew but probably wouldn't want to hang out with a firstie during lessons... A couple of random first years she'd never learned the names of... That crazy Gryffindor girl and the guy she bit who always lost them house points...

Okay, on the whole, maybe safer to sit alone. She arranged her things across the desk ready for the lesson, and in absence of anything better to do, began leafing through her textbook in search of the symbol on the board.