Here's chapter two, guys!

Chapter 2: Wishes
Again, I don't not own Harry Potter nor do I own Alex Hendricks. They belong to J.K Rowling and CrazySammi respectively.

The next day, I walked down to the Great Hall for a quick breakfast, and I was glad to see I had gotten down before the bullies. If I had come down later, I wouldn’t have been able to lift my eyes from the ground.

I sat down and started shoveling food onto my plate. I looked up and smiled as Willow sat next to me, her black eyes dull from tiredness. “Up late again studying?” I asked, concerned.

Willow nodded. “And your brother kept coming downstairs to bug me. It wasn’t fun,” she replied, dark hair falling over her eyes.

“Hey, senorita! What’s shaking?” Eleana, Miranda’s youngest sister, asked as she plopped down next to me.

“Was that supposed to be funny?”

“Yes.”

“Well, it wasn’t,” I said, digging into my food.

“Gosh, Brant, you’re already short! You wanna be fat, too?!” I heard behind me. I swallowed and turned to see Alex laughing.

“Go away, Hendricks. No one like you with your tallness!” I said back, sticking my tongue out.

“Oooooh, flirting! Willow, darling, let’s leave these two lovebirds to it!” Eleana joked, nudging me. I rolled my eyes.

“Daft,” I muttered. Alex nodded in agreement.

I turned back to my cold breakfast and started scarfing it down when I heard the shrill laughs of the ‘Queen Bees’ as I called them.

After nearly choking on my food and pumpkin juice, I waved to the three of them and dashed back towards the Slytherin common room, and ending up falling back, staring up at Jacob Charday…..and Matthew.

“Well, well, well…If it isn’t little Miss Shorty,” Matthew sneered as I got up. I glared.

“Shut up, Matthew,” I snarled.

“What if I don’t want to?” he asked cruelly, and I tried to shove my way past, and ended up falling over again. The two boys laughed and walked away towards the Great Hall as I sluggishly went to the common room, retrieved my bag and smiled when I saw the pile of books in the canvas bag. So Alex HAD found the rest. Now I did feel better!

Maybe this year wouldn’t be so bad after all, if my two wishes were granted…

One is that I grew at least 5’ 5”…

Two is for Alex to at least notice as more than just AnnaLeah, Matthew's little sister, which was probably how he labeled me.

This…this was my wish…

Hope you liked it!!!!!!


Jacqui