(Woot! Three chapters in one day! I'm on a roll! Review and I'll keep going . )

Dear Wishing for More,

To make things absolutely clear, I would definitely stop writing to you. And forget about breaking your nose, I would test your ax murderer theory and prove you wrong.

Okay, maybe not. As much as I hate to admit it, I probably will need your help sometime. Please don't abandon me. Geez, I'm clingy.

I'm actually writing this on the Hogwarts Express while waiting for this really annoying guy to come in and bug me. He always comes. Ugh.

What's the difference between giving someone a hundred galleons and being a knight in shining armor? Besides the fact that the 'damsel in distress' is not wanting the night to bother with the armor….

I won't need help at Hogwarts, unless I need you to hex somebody for me (I don't know any good curses, I'm hoping you do). What house are you in? (If you don't want to tell, that's okay. I don't want to either.) I think we can rule out Slytherin. No self-respecting Slytherin would be nice to a 'mudblood'.

I had to endure a long going-away speech from my parents. Get good grades and don't get into trouble. Funny, no word on drugs, alcohol, or sex. They don't care.

You and Baden are so cute! Maybe just the kid… no, kidding. You are too.

Any word from Tess?

Relieved to get away,

Bored as Hell.

P.S. You never answered my questions.

Dear Bored as Hell,

Well, since I'm not entirely clear on what questions I didn't answer, I'm just going to go through your letters and answer the ones I thought were rhetorical. I think I answered all the ones I thought were nessecary. Well, here goes:

1) Yes, Baden and I are both extremely ticklish.

2) It seems like you have a lot of experience ignoring boys.

Well, that's all I can find….

Any time you need me, I'll be there. For anything, I mean it. Even if you want me to hex the nads off of this guy who keeps bugging you, I'll do it. Just tell me his name.

Well, I have to go, the train's stopping. See you at school… I'm a Gryffindor.

Wishing for More.

P.S. No sign of Tess. I miss her….