A/N: Well, I want to apologize for the long wait! I'm so sorry. So, you enjoy then I suffer. Get it? You suffered for waiting while I take 1 hour chatting with my friends in the phone! That means this chapter is long!!!

Anyways, I've got messages for my 5 reviewers! At long last! That's great news! I did this Friday, which means tomorrow is Saturday! Yay! No classes tomorrow! I'm not sure with you, but I don't have classes tomorrow. Ok, Ok! Here are my messages:

xfunkyx- Actually, I'm not a comic. It's my cousin Sarah who advised my fanfic to be funny. Thank you so much for reviewing!

Scorpio-1983- Well, you'll see what happens with Ginny and Draco... You'll know soon! Just wait!!!

viggosgal- Creative... I always hear that word. "Miss! Francyn's a good writer, she's so creative! Ask her to write a story!" But I never get bored of it. In fact, I love the good comments! And I also love the reviews!

luv2luvME- Well, me, out of the three fairies, I like Francyn the best! Thanks for reviewing!

Atomic Elf- I decided to make a change in the fairy tales because a lot says they're corny and annoying. So I made it a point to make this fanfic a difference from 'Cinderella' or 'Sleeping Beauty', etc. I made it more realistic than fantasy. I hope you'll love this chapter!

I think I owe everyone an explanation. Do you know how I got Sarah, Jovelle and Francyn as names? Well, actually, I AM Francyn! And Sarah and Jovelle (Where in real life are sisters) are my cousins. No need for the details, ok? Let's start with the story!!! Enjoy!

Chapter 4

"You know guys? Why are you so persuasive?" asked Hermione, annoyed. She started to revolve in a spot. "Excuse me, Hermione Jane Granger, but we're not guys. We're gals. And second, why ask if we're so persuasive? We are never going to tell you why!" Exclaimed Jovelle in slight anger. She started to wiggle her finger and pointed it on the glass. But nothing happened. Not even a single whoosh or sound. Nothing. "Oh, come on! If I'm going to wait for a week for something to happen, you all are going to work for me!" Jovelle exclaimed, whom Francyn and Sarah sense that she's going to get tantrums soon.

After 10 minutes of staring at each other or at the ripped little rug in the doorstep, Francyn screamed. Hermione was shocked, and the same with Sarah. "What did you do that for?" asked Sarah. Before Francyn could answer, Ginny was descending the stairs. "Uh-oh, alibi time." Said Francyn. And as expected, Ginny questioned what those fairies were doing there. Sarah gave one of her crocodile tears and said, "We were in your family line for generations, but we didn't know you then. Our parents died in a war in-in Vietnam, and-and-" She burst into another uncontrollable crocodile tears session (A/N: For the sake of those who doesn't know the idiom crocodile tears, it means fake tears,). Ginny gave her a little hug and said, "That's ok. Ok stop crying, girl. Well, whoever you are," She added under her breath.

They, of course, introduced each other, and they kept on annoying and begging Hermione to go and study in Whiteoak. At about 10:00 P.M., they finally convinced her. "Oh fine. But where are we going to get money? As I said, Whiteoak is an International Academy. Get it? I don't have money. I need money to study at Whiteoak. Now tell me, girls, How's that?" She said, her hands crossed. The fairies were perplexed. Then Sarah perked up. "I know!" she squealed. "The Golden Feather Of Wishes! We can use that!" Hermione's face wrinkled. "Uh, what's that?" Sarah stood up in a professional way and explained, "Well, that special feather is kept in a crystal box. Whoever opens the box and holds the feather first will have to have a number 1 wish in mind. And whatever that wish is, that's sure to come true! If your wish is to be rich or have some money, it will find a way to make the money. I don't know." She finished.

"So, where is that feather?" Hermione asked, after telling herself that her greatest wish was to get some fortune or money. "Here." Sarah handed her the box. Hermione stared at it. It was golden. Maybe too golden. But there was no more time to think about that. Carefully, she lifted the cover and touched the feather with care...

A/N: If you were too enthusiastic to find out what happens, you better wait until I update.

Oh! And wait. How would you guys want to be in my story? I'll give you a challenge, and don't forget to add your first and last name and if you want a good or bad role. I'll give you a reply in one of your fanfics that you are entered. Ok, here's the challenge:

Question: Why did Thomas Alva Edison invent the light bulb?

I will get the first 3 people who answer it correctly. I'll check the date. Good luck to all!

-Francyn