Sierra cracked open her textbook and began browsing through the pages, looking for something random she could talk about. There were people answering left and right, which was slightly distracting, and of course the Slytherin prefect frowned. She sighed softly and tried to block out the noise around her.

...then finally--"There's quicksand," she said, not realizing her brother had said the exact same thing. "There's different ways it can appear in your dreams, though. If you get stuck in it, your future's going to be full of bad luck. If you get completely buried in it, that means your bad luck will overcome you, and you'll feel in over your head."

Then there was all that talk about faithful husbands and such, and she may have summarized it, too, but...



...this happened. *bliiiiiiink*

That. Was. Random. She eyed the Ravenclaw, wondering if the girl had gone mad or was just that weird. She eyed the professor out of the corner of her eye. Would Ellwood even think this was out of line? At all?

Something told Sierra the answer to that question was no.

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Especially considering there was now a house elf in class going on about a missing brooch. Ohh. She'd seen that brooch. It's been on the Headmistress when she'd seen it, though, so she guessed that was before it went missing.

She sighed. Who cared about a brooch? Now galleons... Notify Sierra when they were missing.