Finally coming to the conclusion that she should be on the third floor and near the armor gallery, Sierra wandered up and joined a group of students who were already standing around. She peered through the crowd to see the numerous apples floating on the water. Ahhh...so this was what they'd use their teeth for, hmm?

If she lost a tooth, she was totally blaming the Gryffindors.

She eyed Tori Bunbury, who was gasping for breath like an eighty-year-old spattergroit victim. At this rate, how did the girl make it to Astronomy class alive?! She shook her head then turned her attention to the Gryffindor prefect who looked to be heading this event.