Sierra took note of that stern look. She thought the Slytherins were winners even without a win. A win just made things so much better. A lot better, really. "So how'd you look at it when you were my age?" she asked. "In Hogwarts, I mean." ...because both her mom and dad had been on the same team. "Aren't you supposed to believe you can win?" Or was that just a Hufflepuff kind of thing that had somehow become widespread?

Sierra heard her mother's answer in regards to seeing Ariadne as much as she wished, but she also saw right through it. They'd had that talk just before school started about how they both shared similar feelings when it came to Ariadne. What those feelings were would stay between them, though.

Sierra smiled and put an arm around her mom. "You're a good mom to her, you know. I know you weren't looking to have another child, but I'm really proud of how you're handling her. She's a lucky girl," she said. She smiled again. "I'm a lucky girl. You know, sometimes when Ariadne cries, I think she just wants her mom. She knows you love her."