Here's chapter three, guys!

Chapter 3: Torture
I don't not own Harry Potter nor do I own Alex Hendricks. They belong to J.K Rowling and CrazySammi respectively.

As the day went on, my day started looking up. Until I stepped into Potions and saw who was sitting with me, Eleana, and Willow.

Matthew. I wanted a hole in the ground to open up and swallow me. I fought back tears as I sat down between Willow and Eleana, who gave me concerned looks.

"Why, good day, Esperanza," he greeted me.

"Don't call me that, Matthew," I snarled back in response. I studied my book and made the potion as directed. And what did my brother do? He swiped some of mine as a sample and gave it to the professor.

And then I ran smack into Jacob Charday. That was not a pretty encounter.

Walking up to the Hospital Wing with a bloody nose from tripping and falling face-first was lonely. Until I felt a hand catch my arm. I looked up at Alex. He raised an eyebrow at the hand over my nose.

"Jacob," I said nasally, and he scrunched his face up.

"Ouch. WHat happened?" he asked.

"Don't wanna talk. Nose hurts, bad mood," I said, shrugging past him, and painfully sneezed as my hair tickled my nose. "Owwww..." I groaned, and suddenly my hair was off my shoulders and in a tight ponytail.

"I'll be in the common room if you wanna talk later when your nose gets fixed," he offered, and I smiled behind my hand.

Although I knew my nose was broken and my day had been kind of...meh...it at least ended nicely, if I do say so myself.

Sorry it's short
Hope you liked it!!!!!!


Jacqui