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Chapter 5 – Attention

Once again I woke up under my green and silver carpet in my four poster bed. The sun was blocked from entering the room by heavy green flannel curtains. I picked up my alarm clock and found out, sadly that I had overslept. I tried saying "fuck" but it came out sort of like "umph"

Yes, it's official, for the twenty-first time on my career as a Hogwarts student I have overslept, and even worse…Cissa didn't even wake me up.

Wasn't that exactly the use of a best friend, he'll always wake you up when you oversleep?

In the same dormitory for Merlin's sake!

I cursed and babbled all the way to the bathroom. I was not going to show up like some troll just because I overslept. Wrongno…

I began my morning routine by curling my locks, and one by one they got all funky and bouncy.

Then I got my makeup bag and started getting all the different sorts of equipment from it, and putting it on the table in front of me. I applied it neatly.

I picked out a nice outfit, a school skirt, a tight shirt with a very open V neck. I finally put on school socks and some boots. These clothes ought to get me some attention.

I went down to class; but first I got a thick wool cloak, I had Herbology today so I had to go outside, and I certainly wasn't going to greet James with a red leaky nose.

The sky was grey outside and the air was frosty, and so were the grounds I stomped over, that icy Thursday morning. I saw a group of people standing outside greenhouse number three.

"Ah… There you are Crys!" Cissa shouted.

I greeted numbly back. This mess-up of hers had cost her our friendship…for today... before lunch…oh screw it…

I couldn't be angry. Besides, we were learning some fun stuff in Herbology for once in a lifetime.

I enjoyed watering some purple plants that twisted and turned slowly as the drops from the aerosol made mist on their small featured leaves.

After lunch we had Defence Against the Dark Arts.

Our stupid teacher; Professor Mann gave us a two feet long essay about vampires.

I sat in class and I was writing. The classroom was hot and I was so tired, I had no idea what I was writing, or what to write whatsoever... and I fell asleep... onto my essay.

The ink hadn't dried and when I woke up, after being poked in the back by Lucius, who was making his way to the teacher desk to ask Professor Mann about something, Cissa was giggling insanely.

"What the fuck is so funny?" I asked grumpily. I looked around and noticed everybody was watching me. Grinning.

"Well." Cissa began. "I see you are not into vampires all that much."

"No." I said stupidly. "Why?"

She started rummaging her school bag until she found a mirror. She handed it to me.

I saw my face blush in the mirror. The left side of my face, the side I was lying on, was all covered in my essay. Unfortunately the last lines I wrote weren't that smart.

"Vampires are sick fucks that live somewhere I don't know where, but Professor Mann can take his vampires and stuff them up his ass. Which I am quite sure is hairy…" the rest was equally as nice. I quickly grabbed a "Jolene's magical make up remove-all" wet cloth form me bag (always prepared) and rubbed my face until there was no ink left.

My face was all red and wet and my make up was removed as well as the ink.

I snorted angrily and when class was over I sneaked into a bathroom on the second floor. When walking out I met James. James…

To my terror and delight at the same time, he stopped, opened his beautiful mouth and started talking to me.

"Hey you, Crystal. Right?" He remembers my name! He remembers it! Okay act cool. Cool.

"Yeah, that's me." I smiled sweetly. "What?"

"Good luck in the match next Wednesday." I cocked an eyebrow.

"There's a match next Wednesday?"

"Yeah, it's Slytherin versus Gryffindor. I'm the seeker for Gryffindor."

"Well I'm the seeker for Slytherin."

"I know." He replied and looked straight into my eyes. He knows, he knows… a voice inside my head sang happily.

"Well, I guess I'll see you there. Good luck." I grinned. "You better practise hard."

"I will. You know… You have changed Crystal. You really have. In a very good way. I'm noticing you for the first time. Bye." His hand touched mine as he turned around.

"Ciao." I answered robotically as my brain took in the information bit by bit. I finally came to myself. He basically said I was pretty.

I flew to Slytherin common room, and past a group of second years and to Cissa who sat on a green flannel loveseat and applied black nail polish to her toenails.

"Cissa, Cissa, Cissa! Great news!" She stared at me and then grinned.

"Well, judging from the way you are out of breath, and the way your ears are all red, and especially the way you're…" I cut her off.

"Get to the point."

"It was James."

"Yes."

"He asked you out?"

"No."

"He kissed you?"

"No! Get realistic here."

"He said you were pretty?"

"Almost! He said I had changed in a very good way. And his hand touched mine!"

"Well that's awesome. I'm so happy for you. In a week you will be staying in Gryffindor common room. Overnight if you know what I'm saying." I hit her in the shoulder.

"Ouch…" She grinned. "Seriously… safe sex is…" This time I jumped on top of her and we ended in a bundle on the floor, red in the face and laughing.

"Ouch." Now it was me saying it.

"That oughta teach you" She stated proudly. I smiled.

"Well and there's a quidditch match next Wednesday." I suddenly realized there was a quidditch practise. Today. I looked up on the grandfather clock and yelped. Practise began thirty minutes ago. I jumped up the staircase and put on my quidditch robes. They were all dirty and there were mud stains on them but I didn't really care. I grabbed my broom, a Silver arrow and ran down to the quidditch field.

Lucius glared at me.

"You've got to be kidding me Crystal."

"Well, I'm not. And I know about the match." And without further conversations I kicked up into the grey sky.

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