Sierra stepped into the Charms classroom, automatically scanning the area for a seat. Oh. Wait. Everyone was standing, and...they weren't allowed to take a seat, were they? Okay, then. She glanced down and checked her uniform. Yup. Everything was just as it should be. Slytherin pride, for the win. She edged past the others en route to her desk, and upon getting there, she just stood.

Okay, this was just awkward. Why were still standing anyway?

Even still, here she was, standing and waiting to be ordered to sit. Now she just felt like a house elf.