Ugh! Where was the exit to this ship?! ...and exactly why had she traveled all the way down to this dark, lower level again? Oh, right...Lola. She'd been trying to get away from Lola, she now remembered. She sighed as she moved forward a bit more, only to suddenly feel arms wrapping around her and pulling her in tightly.

Wait...what?! Was she being attacked?! Had the ship's owners finally come back, only to somehow start the attack with bringing down her first?! She gasped and tried to turn around, but whoever or whatever this was was holding her tightly...

...and then the person let go, telling her 'Happy Hug a Slytherin Day' as he did so. Was this some kind of joke?! "Ugh!" she loudly protested. "Do I look like I need a hug?!" The attacker was long gone now, which was good for him, because Sierra would have likely hexed him to the moon and back had she caught him.



Hufflepuffs, always the loyal ones. Sierra rolled her eyes but nodded in response to what Treyen had said. "I'm going to find my way out this ship anyway," she remarked to no one in particular. If she was going to get hug attacked down here, then she was better off in the safety and solitude of the dungeons.

Without another word to anyone in her group, as she was now completely focused on finding a way out of the ship, Sierra turned left and headed down the little hallway the direction had led to. Some time later, she couldn't be sure how long, she found a set of stairs. Deciding that they likely led to the main deck, where she could then find the gangplank and get off this blasted ship, Sierra took the stairs.

Not even five minutes later, she was back on the main deck and heading down the gangplank. It felt good to be on land again, and it would feel even better to be back in the common room. Her retreating figure could be seen as she walked back across the grounds and into the castle.