The Herra Project- Double Cross [H.S AU]

Agenda

I opened my eyes to a dim bedroom.

"Supper in five, first years."

I noticed silence had filled the dorm room other than the irritating announcement. Harry was inaudible. I got up and stretched with a smile. At least I don't have to worry about that any more.

I walked down the stairs and into the courtyard. Groups of laughing and smiling friends made their way into the hall. Everyone seemed happier than usual.

I noticed it was strange that if Nick was in a bad mood most people around him were too. He is 'the most powerful lover ever created' or so says my dad. He said we were all made ahead of the others. Maybe Nick's in a good mood then?

I walked into the hall and pulled my hands out of the hoodie I had thrown over my pyjamas.

"Over here, Sierra."

I turned my head to Lucas. To my concern, Harry was sitting next to him smirking at the group of popular girls you were all giggling and blushing back with small, nervous waves to him.

I walked up seeing as my group were absent and my curiosity got the better of me.

"Your pyjamas are cute," he smiled. For a second he actually seemed quite nice.

"Thanks," I chuckled. Harry had turned to me slightly with a expressionless face. I tried to apologise over and over in my head but I could tell he was arrogantly ignoring it.

"Do you want to sit with me for supper?" Lucas smirked.

"My friends should be around soo-"

"C'mon, just one meal. All I ask for," he smiled as his mouth dimpled, not like Harry's though. I glanced at Harry's dimples as he grinned at the girls again away from me.

"Yeah, sure I guess." I smiled and turned to Lucas. I want to stay and see why Harry is suddenly acting like we've never met.

"Great, the lady sits next to me," he announced to his group of friends behind him. Bradley happily jumped up and bowed before moving to sit on the other side of the bench. I chuckled and took my seat next to Lucas.

"I wanted to thoroughly apologise for your lip. It was so pathetic of me to start a fight like that," he shook his head ruefully.

"No, it's fine. Nick can be defensive sometimes," I shrugged, feeling as if I misjudged Lucas.

"Well either way I feel terrible. But at least you found a healer to fix it," he grinned.

"What? I don't remember that?" I frowned feeling my formally cut bottom lip with a finger. Harry, who had been half listening to the conversation, shifted uncomfortably in his seat opposite me on the end.

"I guess some healer saw it and fixed it for you," Lucas shrugged.

"I couldn't image why? I've never done anything nice to a healer recently," I stated loudly as Harry's lips twitched slightly.

"Maybe it was before you did nothing nice to a healer?" he mumbled faintly, glancing up at me.

"But even then, he, or she, wasn't supposed to help me, were they?" I folded my arms with a raised brow.

"I guess they felt bad about a mistake they made. But I'm sure now they're regretting it less and less," he smirked, folding his arms as well mockingly.

"That'd only be because they were upset with themselves all afternoon about their mistake and are trying to blame others," I muttered harshly with narrowed eyes.

"You are such a bitch," he exclaimed in a whisper, slapping his hand against the table.

"You are such a jerk," I retorted, also sarcastically slapping my hand against the table.