"I'm not going to give her that," Jane whispered as Sierra held up the card that was carefully painted, glued and put together. It took Petra's handwriting to make it the best card they have ever thought to make. The ears on the corner of the paper were Sierra's touch. Adding more context to the reason for the card.  She had never felt so proud of an artwork. 

"I think its perfect." Sierra smiled and placed it on Rena's pillow. "There. Now that's set, can we go to class?"

"Sierra Black? wanting to go to class?" 

"Well, I'm going to have to if I don't want Rena to come in and be suspicious." With that, she grabbed Petra's hand and dragged her out of the room, Jane following right behind them.  

- 

Sierra looked all over the dining table in order to see if she was able to spot her friend.  

"are you going to eat that pancake?" Petra asked, reaching her fork towards the plate. Sierra took out her wand and hit the top of Petra's hand. "Ow! could've just said no, you hag"

"Petra, you kiss your mother with that mouth." 

"Oh shush it, Potter." Petra continued to rub her hand and looked up. "Ren is here." Sierra looked up and raised her hand to signal Rena, only to slowly bring it down when she started to storm right to her. 

"Oh..."

"No." Jane finished the sentence. 

"Hey, Ren!" Sierra said, hoping to change the face of her friend. 

"Can I talk to you three?" Sierra looked around. "In private?" 

Not wanting to get he friend more upset than she already was, Sierra stood up and followed Rena to the corridors, her fingers tapping lightly on her hip as Jane and Petra followed right behind her.

"What's wrong, Ren?" Jane asked, putting her hands on Rena's shoulders. Rena shook off the hands and dug through her bag before pulling out the card. 

It had gone through some crumbling and smoothing, Sierra noticed. 

"This."  Rena frowned as she straightens the paper and shoved it on Sierra's chest. "You guys think this is some type of joke?" 

"Ren.."

"You guys don't get it... do you?!" 

"We..." Rena shook her head and wiped the tears that had started to roll down her cheeks. 

"You three can't just assume things like this!" 

"We..."  

"Is there a problem, ladies?" Sierra looks up and smiles at Professor McGonagall as he looked down at them. Rena shook her head and stood up straighter. 

"No, professor." Professor McGonagall looked at the expression that their faces gave. Sierra knew that he about knew all four of them too good to know when they were hiding something. She grabbed Petra's hand and gave it a light squeeze. She could sense that the poor girl was going to drop on her knees and ask for forgiveness any second. 

"I suggest you four get to your classes." Sierra nodded and grabbed Rena's hand and started walking down the corridors. 

"Sierra, let go of me." 

"Ren, please just listen..." Rena jerked her arm off of Sierra's grip and quickly departed herself from the group. 

"This was a bad move.." Petra mumbled as she fixed the strap of her bag. "I shouldn't have..."

"Petra, we were all in this. We'll have to wait till she cools down."