Sierra headed into class, a distant look upon her face. Truth be told, she was missing her father. Their house was in Hogsmeade, so it wasn't that difficult for her to visit him on Hogsmeade weekends. He'd been gone a few days, though. Visiting some foreign minister, she'd heard.

Glancing up, she spotted Professor Lafay, and she felt at least a little better then. She smiled a closed-mouth grin, noting that the expression on the woman's face likely matched her own expression. "Hello," she said, knowing Lafay didn't like 'hi' or 'hey'. At least not here in the classroom.

At the sound of another tapping foot, Sierra gave Lafay a sympathetic look then turned to find a seat.