She took up her wand and carefully traced each rune in the air leaving glowing lines of runes floating in front of her. "Ero gwanath pul'rumá he dan ú thrand gwanath. I Eledhrím aranarth ú nan sen amar thel'mela he. Ar'i aran na'nesta he fae." Hermione immediately knew she had made a mistake. Her magic felt as though it was exploding from her skin.

“Do you even know who you are quoting?” “No, but I'm sure you’re about to tell me.” He tucked a strand of blond hair behind her ear.