𝒪𝒷𝓁𝒾𝓉ℯ𝓇𝒶𝓉ℯ 𝒯𝒽ℯ ℒ𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉

24 | 𝒱ℯ𝓇𝓎 ℐ𝓃𝓉ℯ𝓇ℯ𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃ℊ

24 | 𝒱ℯ𝓇𝓎 ℐ𝓃𝓉ℯ𝓇ℯ𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃ℊ

"You think I have something to do with this?" James asked, offended by their assumptions. He was summoned to the castle for questioning and to inform him of his son. "You think I set him free?"

Of course they would question him. James Potter was one of Sirius Black's best mate and one of the people who believed that he was innocent.

The Headmaster's office was occupied by Professor Dumbledore, Snape, Cornelius Fudge, Logan Peterson, and James Potter. The atmosphere of the room was thick due to the fact that Snape, Logan, and James hated each other's guts and hated their presence. James understood why Snape hated him, but Logan? He had no clue why the man even loathe him in the first place.

"Where were you before you entered the office?" One of the aurors, Logan questioned, sternly at the bespectacled man.

"I was helping a girl to the Hospital Wing." he answered, truthfully. "Sierra Priestley is her name. She was injured. You could ask her if think I'm lying or better yet, give me the veritaserum." he said, raising a brow at him, like he was challenging them.

Dumbledore quirked a brow at them, slightly amused by the ambiance of the room before Cornelius faked a cough, catching both Logan's and James' attentions. "Shall we send the student in?" The Minister questioned.

"It's quite late. I'm sure Miss Priestley has other business to attend rather than to testify for a man who can be lying." Snape said in a humorless tone which caused James to glare at his direction. "Might I suggest we do the latter suggestion of Mr. Potter?"

"One of the greatest suggestions he had ever made. Might be the only time he had ever been smart." Logan muttered under his breath, loud enough for the man to hear.

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"Hey." Blaise closed the book he was reading when his eyes saw Sierra walking inside the common room. It was already passed curfew and the boys hasn't seen her since the after which got them worried. "You weren't at dinner, you alright?"

The brunette looked at them, blankly as the boys waited for her answer. She gave them a small smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just lost track of time." she said, softly. "I'm going to head in. Good night, boys." she nodded, curtly before leaving, not bothering to let them say another word.

She grabbed a pair of black pajamas and grey oversized shirt that belong to her brother from her wardrobe before heading to the bathroom.

The brunette removed any article of clothing before hopping in the shower. The warm water immediately hit her face as soon as she turned on the shower knob.

Her day was a disaster. From her spat with her best friend to the near death experience with a werewolf. The werewolf part doesn't bother her that much considering she made it out alive. What bothered her most was her fight with Elijah. The brunette only hoped that they could make up soon, she hated fights. Though, she didn't want to apologize first since it wasn't even her fault.

Sierra stared at the tile wall for a while as water from the shower head ran from a over her until she shook her head, pushing those thoughts to the back of her head and continued to wash her hair. After she was done taking her long shower, the brunette began to change her clothes only to curse under her breath when she realized that she didn't brought her underwear.

The girl wrapped the towel around her body before heading out the bathroom. Her eyes immediately widened as she met a pair of dark brown irises.

"Oh my God!" the girl shrieked as she saw Theodore Nott sitting at the end of her bed.