She was smiling now, a smile. Woah, he definitely dodged a hex there. "Oh well if that was the case I don't feel as awful." Justin was awful with faces, so when she said he looked familiar he tried to drag his memory for who she might be, "Mr. err Finch-Fletchley. You can just call me Justin," he said with a small polite smile.
It wasn't like he was nervous always, just his stint in Azkaban brought him off that cloud he lived on for so long. It made him feel human, to really knock the wind from his sails. It had been ages and yet he still showed the scars of being held captive.
"Hmm guess we should switch what needs to be switched and be done with that yah?" Justin moved towards the wall to lean on it his green eyes scanning the files patiently. "Oh these are yours I think," he handed her two of the folders he had stuffed into his. "Made a right mess of it we did."