There certainly did not seem to be any getting rid of him. Still, his arrival meant not having to grade the menial work of third years. And so Juliette set down her quill and folded her hands on her desk. Maybe he would be interesting or maybe he would just be a bore, but either way it gave her something to do before dinner. Bathsheda had been telling her that she should try and get to know more of the student body, after all. "From Sirius Black to Potter, that's quite a jump." she commented.
She took a look over him subtly, weighing options in her mind. There was a boyish attractiveness to him, that was for sure. He also seemed to have the confidence that most people spent their entire lives trying to achieve. Then again he had had the bravado to stroll into her class as if he were a student. Initial analysis was that there was a brain lurking behind that grin, and one that Juliette was curious about. "Can I help you with anything? Have you lost you way to class again?" she added.