OHMIGOSH U GUYS I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SORRY I HAVENT UPDATED IN SUCH A LONG TIME! I'VE BEEN SO INCREDIBLY BUSY...I GOT HOME A FEW DAYS AGO FROM ARIZONA BEING A BRIDESMAID...AND I'VE BEEN SPENDING MY TIME GETTING READY FOR SCHOOL. SO SORRY! :)

Chapter Two – What to do what to do?

Arabella swiped her bangs away from her face and took a glance at her diamond studded watch. 7:30. Well she wasn't that late….

She took a deep breath and continued to haul up her Louis Vuitton luggage up the long stairway to the Girls Dormitories. Why did they need to have so many flights anyways? Couldn't they just put in an elevator? Ugh.

About an hour ago, the Hogwarts Express had arrived at Hogwarts and Professor Dumbledore had announced that everyone should bring their luggage up to their dormitories before they adjourned for the feast in the Great Hall. However, Arabella was a little late to bring her luggage up, thanks to her good friend James, resolving in being late to the feast. Oh well.

She tried to take her mind off the remaining stairs above her by remembering what James had said to her when they had gotten off of the train. Grabbing her forearm, he had lead her away from their friends but to a corner where they could talk in private. However, it wasn't Arabella who wanted to talk. It was James.

"You have to help me," he had pleaded.

"With what?" she asked, her plucked eyebrows knit together with curiosity.

"Lily," he said breathlessly, "You have to help me make her like me!"

For the first time, Arabella realized why girls swooned at James' feet. She had always thought he was sort of nerdy with his round glasses and messy hair, but really it was just part of his signature look. Underneath those glasses were eyes as warm and as brown as chocolate. And his strong grip confirmed the rumors of crazy five hour workouts each day.

"What's in it for me?" Bella demanded. She didn't exactly want to get in the middle of James' love life…not to mention her best friend's.

James looked over his shoulder to nod towards a boy with long black hair, crazy bright blue eyes and super long eyelashes…….sigh……..

"What about Sirius?" she asked automatically, coming into self defense. If she kept looking at that hunk she would fall into day-dreamy mode.

He rolled his eyes, bending closer towards her. "I can help make him like you, too!"

Oh no. Don't lose your cool – don't lose your cool!!!

Ugh. It was definitely tempting.

"C'mon," James pleaded, his brown eyes wide. "It's both a positive outcome!"

"Fine," she nodded. "I'll help you get Lily,"

"And I'll help you get Sirius,"

She took a deep breath. "Confirmed."

"Deal?" James held out a strong, tan hand.

She stared at it. Was she really doing the right thing? If any word got out that James was helping her get a boyfriend – her reputation as #1 popular girl at Hogwarts would be ruined. Not to mention her whole life. There were plenty of envious girls would die to have the satisfaction of ruining Arabella.

But…if that didn't happen, she might actually get Sirius. After all, he was her future husband. She had their whole life planned out, for pity's sake! They would have two beautiful children, with dark hair and sparkling blue eyes and live in a mansion on the beach. Could this work?

"Deal," she agreed, shaking James' hand firmly.

"Great," he beamed, smiling that flashy smile she had known all of her life.

Usually, Arabella liked to take control. She never had actually had someone help her with a boy situation like this. But it was her last year….her last chance! OMG was she really that desperate?!

She shuddered at the thought, but then looked up when she saw the stairs had ended. Yes! She had finally gotten to the Girls Dormitory. She swung open the door and threw her luggage down next to her four poster bed (the one next to Lily and across from Jessica).

Bella slid off her Michael Kors pumps in relief, but then frowned at the bright red blisters running up the side of her heel. She should have worn them in beforehand. Having no time to spare, she raced to the large bathroom she, Lily, and Jessica shared and searched the cupboard for any moleskin of Neosporin. Nada. Defeated, she sighed and rested on the edge of the bath tub.

Wait.

Arabella suddenly got an idea. If she was going to be late – she might as well be the best looking girl there!

She speedily pulled on a new pair of Rock & Republic jeans and a silky pink top Jessica bought from Nordstroms for her last birthday. She clipped her curly hair into a pretty up-do that Selena Gomez couldn't compete with, and draped a black and white Hermes scarf around her neck. She sprayed a touch of Coco Chanel, Mademoiselle, and wa la! She was done.

With an air kiss to her reflection in the mirror, she stepped back into her Michael Kors (her blisters no longer hurt due to a renewal burst of confidence) and strutted down the stairs. But it was only until she walked into the Great Hall and saw Sirius' impressed face, she knew her and James' plan would succeed.