A/N: Hello again. Well, for a disclaimer, I don't own Happy Potter. I only own Alana and a couple of her friends, along with her family. Most of my story follows the books, except I've made just a few changes that you'll see later. Well, red and enjoy.

Chapter 2

Jezebel's New Plan

Oh, I'm gonna muster every

Ounce of confidence I have

Cannon ball into the water

Gonna muster every ounce

Of confidence I have

For you I will

For you I will-

"For You I Will(Confidense)"

Teddy Geiger

The next day, Jezebel came waltzing up to the table in a particularly good mood. She sat down across from Draco and smiled happily. He looked up from his breakfast at her and raised an eyebrow before going back to his food.

" What has you so perky today, little Miss Sunshine?" He asked, indifferently.

" Things are definitely going to get more interesting around here, thanks to my genius planning." Jezebel informed him, grabbing stuff to put on her plate.

" I would hardly call your planning "genius", but I'll let you continue to live in your little, fantasy land." He replied with a smirk.

" Think what you will, Malfoy, but trust me. This plan is a pure gold opportunity to have some fun around this place." She assured him.

" When you mean a pure gold opportunity, you mean an opportunity to get me into trouble. Am I correct?" He sighed.

" Must you always degrade my plans? Can't you just listen to me for once and trust me?" Jezebel complained in a whining tone.

" I'll listen, but I won't trust you." Draco answered.

" Fine, if that's the best I can get. Well, you see, Ginny told me about the room that Potter and his friends had used for Defence Against the Dark Arts last year when Umbridge was the teacher. It's called the Room of Requirement. So, I had her take me there last night and show it to me. Well, that's when my brilliant mind started to concoct this wonderful plan. We have a party with only Fifth and Sixth years once every two weeks. The room already will furnish us with everything that we need. All we have to do is bring in and dismiss each year depending on house separately that way the teachers won't wonder where they all disappear to. Well, what do you think?" She explained.

Draco merely raised an eyebrow and shrugged.

" It's okay, just as long as I don't get blamed if we get discovered." He said, indifferently.

" Fine. I have Ginny for that anyway, seeing as she is the one who showed me where it was." Jezebel replied.

" Great, now, when is the first party?" He asked, turning his attention back to his meal.

" Tomorrow night. It's a Saturday, so everyone will have all day to prepare and if anyone gets drunk, they can have the hangover on Sunday." She explained.

" Tomorrow!" He asked, almost spraying pumpkin juice on her. " A bit last notice isn't it?"

" Oh, it will be fine. Besides, when you go to the party, you'll finally be able to really talk with Alana." Jezebel said with a knowing smirk.

Draco stopped eating immediately when he heard that name. He looked up at Jezebel with confused eyes, but his heart gave a funny leap.

" Kaligaris? What does she have to do with this?" He asked, pretending to hide his emotions.

" Oh, don't you try to act as if you think I'm an idiot, Malfoy. I've noticed the way you look at Alana. It looks like you've been checking her out. I wouldn't mind you going out with her for that matter. Anyone's better than that bloody Parkinson girl. I still don't understand why you're going out with her." Jezebel replied, looking at him with her coniving, dark brown, almost black, eyes.

" Sometimes I wonder that myself." He thought.

" I still don't know what you're talking about, Sinclaire. She's just interesting looking. Kaligaris is nothing special." He drawled, trying to make excuses.

" Not when she's dressed for class, but Alana isn't bad looking when she lets her hair down and takes those rediculous glasses of hers off. Trust me, you'll think differently after you see her." She told him.

" I don't fancy her, Sinclaire, so stop implying it." Draco warned, giving her a cold look with his grey eyes.

" Fine! I won't say another word about her, except just wait until tomorrow. Then, we'll see if that changes your mind." Jezebel said, before gathering up her books and leaving.

By lunch, all of the Fifth and Sixth years knew of the party. The teachers at the Staff table looked a little suspicious of the sudden escalation of their gossip, but chose to ignore it. By the next day, everyone was anxious for the party. Alana had her group of friends in her room, which turned out to be the Prefect dorm. The old Ravenclaw girl Prefect had moved away, and since Alana had the best grades in the school at the moment, she had been appointed the new Ravenclaw Prefect. She liked having her own room. Her friends insisted on being there when she picked out what she was going to wear to the party since they were already making her go. She knew that, also, meant that they were going to pick out her outfit, too.

" Come on, Alana. Your clothes need to make a statement." Ginny said, rummaging through her closet.

" As long as that statement isn't " Hey! Everyone look at me! I'm a whore!", I'll be fine." Alana replied, not raising her eyes from her book.

" That's not the statement we want you to make." Hannah (a Fifth year Hufflepuff) said. " We want it to be " I'm sexy, but I'm too innocently oblivious to the fact". That's what the boys are after these days."

" Great, just absolutely fabulous! You guys are trying to set me up with a few boys, aren't you?" Alana complained.

" A boyfriend would do you some good." Jezebel said, walking over to her and taking the book out of her hands. " Now, put the book aside and join the big girls."

Jezebel threw the book onto Alana's desk, but making sure as to not smash her spectacles. She joined Ginny and looked through her clothes.

" You know, Alana, I've never seen you wear half of these clothes before. Most of them would look gorgeous on you." Ginny said, examining a black, corset top.

" Most of them my sister, Mia, picked out for me." She answered as Jezebel picked out a two inch single-strap, magenta top with transparent material across the neckline and then, coming to hang over the single strap to about the waist.

She threw it at Alana and gestured for her to put it on. Alana looked at her pleadingly, but Jezebel just gave her the puppy dog face. Jezebel knew that no one, not even someone as stubburn as Alana, could resist that face.

" Okay, okay! I'll wear the stupid bloody top! Just quit it with the face!" Alana caved in. " It's pitiful."

Jezebel looked satisfied as Alana pealed off her midnight blue, turtleneck, sweater and slipped the top on. After it was situated right, and she had the material over her right shoulder, Alana walked over to her mirror and looked at it critically. It made her chest look bigger than she would have liked it to, and the neckline was too low for her taste. Hannah came up behind her and squealed in delight.

" Oh, you look so good in that, Alana! I wish you'd wear it more often!" She exclaimed, grasping her shoulders.

" It will look much better with these than those sweat pants." Ginny said, throwing Alana a pair of black gouchos.

Alana caught them with her excellent reflexes. Her and her sister used to play Quidditch back in Greece, but she didn't even bother to try out for the Hogwarts team. Besides, her favorite position as Seeker was already taken. She slipped out of her comfy sweat pants and threw them onto her bed, where the turtleneck now lay, before slipping the gouchos on. After tying the black sash on her right hip, Alana spun around to make sure that they didn't make her butt look too big. She sighed as her other friend, a Sixth year Ravenclaw named Cleo, ushered her over to her vanity. Cleo was the best at styling hair. She had taught Alana how to make an even more secure bun that would stay up a lot longer than her usual ones.

" Now, what to do with your hair..." Cleo said as she took the pins from the bun out.

After taking the elastic out of her hair, Cleo fluffed Alana's thick, wavy hair a bit.

" Like that! Leave it like that!" Ginny shouted, rushing over.

" Ya, it looks good with the outfit." Jezebel agreed, looking at Alan's reflection.

" Guys, can't we put my hair up even just a tad. I can't stand it down like this." Alana objected, turning around to look at them. " Besides, it looks awful."

" No way. We hardly ever see you with your hair down. Come on, Alana. You look so beautiful." Hannah pleaded with her innocent voice that was one of the obvious reasons why she was in Hufflepuff.

Alana turned back around and looked at her reflection. She had to admit, she looked pretty good. Though, she made them believe it wasn't, her pride and joy was her hair. Alana took good care of it, which was why it was always so healthy. Unlike Hermione's hair, hers wasn't frizzy. It lay in soft, silky waves down her back. The only thing that Cleo did to her hair was spray it with hair spray and pin her left side bangs back with a fake, magenta rose. Hannah picked out a silver, heart necklace with pink rhinestones studded along the edges for Ali to wear along with a pair of long, silver, dangly earrings made up of four hearts just like the one on Alana's necklace.

Then, Ginny came over and started to do her make-up. She put two layers of rose pink eyeshadow on her eyelids, followed by a light application of black eyeliner. After putting some black mascara on eye eyelashes, Ginny put a little bit of pink blush on her cheeks, which was a tad hard because of her tan complection. Lastly, she put on a thick application of magenta lip gloss that made Alana's lips fuller and more kissable-looking.

Alana stood up and spun around slowly for her friends. They clapped and whooped for her, making her cheeks flush rose. Jezebel ran to her closet again and picked out a pair of silver, wedge-heeled sandals with a sparkly, pink heart in the middle of them. The middle of the heart was cut out to show some of Alana's skin. She put them on and walked around the room with only the tiniest difficulty, but soon, she was walking around gracefully in them.

" Now, let's go and show everyone how beautiful you look. I'm possitive that you'll have boys fawning over you all night." Jezebel said, taking Alana by the shoulders and ushering her towards the door.

" Jez, sometimes I wonder why you're my friend in the first place. You never do anything that I say." Alana said with a sigh.

" It's because sometimes I know what's best for you, even when you don't." She answered with a twisted smile.

The girls walked out of the room and down the stairs from the Ravenclaw girls' dormitories. They walked out of the Common Room together and made their way up to the Seventh floor to the Room of Requirement. When they came to the door, Jezebel knocked once, then paused, and knocked twice quickly. The door opened, and some Sixth year boy smiled down at them.

" Aw, the hostess and her friends have arrived. It's about time, too." He said with a smirk; clearly a Slytherin.

" Just let us in, Smith, or else I'll find someone else to mind the door." Jezebel said, matching the smirk.

The Slytherin let them in, but not before giving Alana a once over.

" Oy, Sinclaire, who's she? I've never seen her before!" The boy yelled over the music, giving Alana the look.

" None of your business, Smith! Just mind the door until your shift is over!" She answered, ushering Alana into the crowd. " See, you got the first boy you met to notice you! I told you this was a good look for you!"

" What have I gotten myself into?" Alana asked herself.

I hope you enjoyed this other chapter. Well, review please, but no flames. I don't care if you think Alana is a Mary Sue; don't tell me because I won't change her character. I like her just the way she is. Don't give me any suggestions on how you think the story should go. I'm nearly done with the story anyway. I've been working on it for a long time, but my internet hasn't been up for me to post the story. I'll try to update as frequently as possible.