Here's chapter five, guys!

Chapter 5: THE Prank
I don't not own Harry Potter nor do I own Alex Hendricks. They belong to J.K Rowling and CrazySammi respectively.

I couldn't remember the next day very well. It all went by so fast. But I could definitely remember...THE prank.

I was walking down the corridor, to the Great Hall, when, at the top of the stairs, I tripped over a string, I guess.

And I went down hard.

The next thing I remembered was waking up in the hospital wing two hours later with Willow and Eleana hovering over me. "What happened?" I asked softly.

"The guys...they pranked you. They set up a string across the top step. You fell pretty hard, too," Willow explained. I immediately sat up, then clutched my pounding head.

"The guys? As in, who?"

"Matthew, Jacob...and...Alex," Eleana said softly. "At least, that's what we think. He was laughing his head off with them..."

I burst into tears. I couldn't help it. After all that time, he had been tricking me just for this prank?

"Anna..." I heard Alex say, and I looked up at him, standing behind Eleana. His eyes were wide, and it was obvious he had heard.

Willow and Eleana walked away, and Alex sat on the edge of the bed. "Listen, AnnaLeah...I was only laughing so it didn't happen to me. They forced me into it. You know those two. I mean, I would never wanna do something like that. Paint in a bucket falling on your head, maybe. Throwing food in your face to start a food fight in the Great Hall, definitely. But tripping you down a marble staircase? Never," he said, then stood up, looking down. "And I heard you crying last night. Is there something you wanna tell me?"

I nodded. But I was too afraid to say it. My anger was rising rapidly.

"Anna...?"

"You sick, twisted human being. You prank somebody just for your own wellbeing? You...you'd prank someone that...that...You'd do this to a friend? YOU'D DO THIS TO SOMEONE THAT LOVES YOU?!" I shouted, falling back onto the pillows, sobbing. Hendricks froze in his tracks and turned around.

"That's why..."

"Yes! I asked that last night because I wanted to know what you would do!" I said. "Go. Leave me alone. Just...just go!"

He stood there. He slowly pulled out his wand and conjured a red tulip and placed it on the pillow next to my head.

I threw it back, and as I threw it, it transformed into a white rosebud. His eyes grew sad and he slunk off, shoulders slumped, head down.

I fell asleep crying...again.

I know, it was sad.


Jacqui