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Someone was hissy!
Did the dragon smoke she inhaled make her feel... LIKE A DRAGON?! Like a ruh ruh like a dungeon dragon?! Lola understood. She only gave an angelic smile to Sierra, remembering herself as Mother Lola and patted her head. "It's alright, Sierra, it's all riiiiiiiiight! Shh shhh shhh, it'll be all done soon."
Lola was obviously an angel sent to decorrupt this Slytherin girl--she needed to be a good influence!
She gasped AGAIN when she read the list. "Oh my my my my. We're the only ones together on the list! The Healer must know that we're best friends, Sierra--she must be a clairvoyant too! This is fate, I say. DESTINY--A SIGN... that we shall be together as one FOREVER!"
The fourth-year girl suddenly started to roughly drag the girl into the Healing Room.
The more and more Sierra listened to Lola's continuous outbursts, the more and more she found herself
trying desperately to breath.
Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Lola Jones was giving her claustrophobia. There was just no escaping her, and little by little, Sierra felt herself being backed into a corner by the
overly-clingy pest of a girl.
She closed her eyes as she tried to breath. If she edged away from Lola, Lola would just come right back.
She always did! She was like this never-ending nightmare Sierra would have to endure for--
what year was Lola again?--four more years! ...oh, but wait. The healer was calling them to the back now, and Sierra would be free, free from this leech of a girl who'd attached herself so tightly that Sierra wasn't even sure she could flick out her wand if she needed to.
...and she needed to. She needed that sedation spell!
She had to get a hold of herself. Lola was starting to drive her insane, and she was tougher than this! ...but wait! What was this?! They'd been placed into a room...
together?! Sierra felt herself being dragged out of the chair by Lola, and she jerked quickly away and out of the confines of the girls hands as she left the room and headed toward the back. All she wanted was a headache potion--
a headache potion! "Do not speak to me, sit by me, or even look at me in this room, do you understand me?" she whispered, turning around long enough to say that and then continuing on her way to room nine.