𝒪𝒷𝓁𝒾𝓉ℯ𝓇𝒶𝓉ℯ 𝒯𝒽ℯ ℒ𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉

28 | ❝𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐬𝐨❞

28 | ❝𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐬𝐨❞

"Hey, you alright?" Harry asked as they walked up the stairs that lead to their seats. He's observed her a while now, starting when she entered back into the tent. One minute she was smiling then she just looked defeated when she entered.

She hummed, showing a small smile. "Yes, of course? What makes you think that I'm not alright?"

"You're surprising quiet tonight. It's very unlike you to be quiet." The bespectacled boy commented, causing the brunette let out a scoff.

"I'm not that chatty." she mumbled, her forehead creasing. "I just don't like the suffocating silence."

Harry chuckled, flicking her forehead causing her to yelp in pain, rubbing the spot where he hit her and glaring at him at the same time. The boy raised his hands in defeat, still chuckling in amusement.

"Well, if you're sure that you are alright, then I'll leave you be. I know we aren't that close, but if you wanna talk to me, I'm here for you, you know."

"That's really sweet of you, Harry. Thank you. I really appreciate it." she said, softly. She was grateful for him, for having friends like him. Sierra was hoping that things would be fine, because she was happy. She wanted to stay happy.

The voice of a familiar male caught her attention. Sierra followed the voice and her gaze landed below where Draco stood with his father. She frowned, knowing he was being a git. Again.

"Don't boast, Draco." Lucius scolded, pressing the end of his cane against his son's chest, causing him to stop in his tracks. "There's no need with this people."

Seem to have enough, the bespectacled boy held Sierra's shoulders, going on their way, but stopped when the man's cane was pressed on Harry's shoe.

"Do enjoy yourselves, won't you. Will you can." Lucius said, in a tone that was almost like a warning. It was safe to say that the brunette didn't like his tone and the vibes he was putting out.

Sierra raised a brow at Draco when haired eyes met. "Stop being an arse, you bloody arsehole." she mouthed to him.

"I don't think so." he mouthed back which made her roll her eyes at him. He gave her a smirk, loosening his black tie. and she raised her middle finger at him. The blonde's smirk immediately turned into a scowl. Throwing a sly smirk at the boy, she turned around and followed her friends.

"You still hanging out with Malfoy and his friends?" Harry asked, curiously. He was worried about her being friends with those three, the three arrogant gits with sliver spoons up their arses. Malfoy, Nott, and Zabini didn't really had a good track record when it came to doing something good, they were always on the wrong track of it.

"Yes." Sierra said, butting her lower lip as she picked her nails. "Does it bother you that I'm friends with the people you don't like very much?"

The Potter boy pursed his lips, thinking for a moments before nodding. "Well, yes it bothers me, but what bothers me doesn't matter. It's your life, do what you please. Though, be careful. You're one of my friends and I don't want you getting hurt." he said before walking over to Ron. "And make up with Elijah already. I know you miss your best friend!" he hollered.

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Sierra was laughing hardly as the twins and Ginny teased Ron about his admiration for Victor Krum. The brunette thought it was cute that he admired the seeker that much.

The sound of Arthur Weasley scolding the kids caught her attention. And then came, screaming before Sierra knew it, she was being dragged away from the tent and towards the panicked crowd.