Chapter 3

            "Cristina! You forgot your bag!" Becca yelled down to me.

            "I'll get it later! Right now I'm about to miss breakfast! And I need to have a lot of energy to get through Potions class!" I yelled back to her, running out of the common room at that point.

            Running all the way down to the Great Hall, I didn't have time to notice the two people around the last corner.

            So, being me, I ran into them.

            "Watch it! Not everyone around here is in a hurry you…oh, Cristina. Sorry, didn't know it was you," Ron said, being very annoyed.

            "Let's see; you woke up late, left your bag in our dorm room, and ran all the way down here so you could grab some breakfast before class. Am I right? You know I am," Alli said, also rather pissed at me.

            Alli. One of my best friends here who isn't a guy. She enjoys changing my last name constantly.

            "Sí, y lo siento mucho; but I really do need to go now," I replied, apologizing as I left.

            As I turned, before I went into the Great Hall, I saw Alli and Ron leave, hand in hand. How I so wish I were like them.

            Ok, enough daydreaming…it's breakfast time!

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            Well, I feel more energetic now! I thought to myself as I left the Great Hall. Now I just need my bag.

            I didn't have time to run and get it, but I knew another way.

            "Accio Cristina's school bag!" I shouted.

Seconds later, my bag came flying down to me, followed by Oliver, Andrew, and Nick.

            That's funny. I swear I called for my bag, and not for guys. Oh well, me gusta los muchachos también. I said to myself, not resisting the smile I gave them.

            "Just because I was a little late this morning does not mean that the three of you must be late and cause us to lose House points," I said to them.

            "Don't worry so much Cristina. We've still got another 5 minutes to get down there. I just wanted to make sure you got there on time," Oliver said, giving me his 'I'm-not-kidding' looks.

            "Yeah, that's why we're here too," Andrew said, indicating Nick and himself.

            "Well, just so I don't disappoint the three of you, I'll head down to class with you now. Let's just hope we don't lose any points anyway," I said, reaching down to pick up my bag which I had dropped.

            But Andrew took my bag instead.

            "Allow me. I'll carry it for you," he said.

            "By all means, please do."

            "So, Oliver. When's our first practice going to be, or have you not decided yet," I asked.

            "You actually think that Oliver hasn't planned our first practice yet? You've got to be kidding your self," Nick said.

            "To answer the question, our first practice will be next Monday. And I've already got the field for the team, unless Slytherin gets Snape to write another note," Oliver said, getting one of those wilds looks that he does when talking about Quidditch.

            "Let's not think about that. We can discuss the details later. But right now, we gotta get to class."