This is the only disclaimer I am going to put. This is a fanfic my friend is writing but she can't be bothered to get her own account so she's using mine. Hope you like, 'cause I did.

CRASH!

"Oh, for Merlin's sake –"

CRASH!

"Alexis? Harry? Inside, now!"

"Coming, Mrs. Weasley." they chorused. Both brushed themselves off before heading towards Mrs. Weasley, who was at the door beckoning to them.

"Dinner's ready, dears. Do go and –"

CRASH!

Alexis could tell that Mrs. Weasley was fighting to keep her temper in check.

"Could you both please go upstairs and fetch the other three?"

"Of course, Mrs. Weasley." replied Alexis, and dragged Harry up the stairs of the Burrow.

CRASH!

"What the bloody hell is happening?" yelled Harry, poking his head around the bedroom that he and Ron shared.

Alexis peered in too.

"Well…I'd say that they're gonna be in a lot of trouble if they don't clean that up soon."

On the bed sat Hermione, glancing disapprovingly across the room. Ron was on the floor, looking very dishevelled and perched on a cupboard and purring contentedly was Crookshanks.

"Ah…I'm assuming that he's the problem?" Harry had seen the large cat too.

Ron nodded sullenly, and Hermione tsked.

"I can't get him." explained the fiery-headed boy. "He's been running around for ages, and Hermione wouldn't help."

"Oh, well… we could always ask Mrs. Weasley to help us clean it up."

"Are you mad?" Ron gaped at Harry. "She'll kill me!"

"Uh…"

"Get Draco to do it." sighed Alexis. "It's simpler that way."

"He's not allowed to do magic, same as us!" exclaimed Hermione.

"Yes he is. He's been let off 'cause he's working with Snape and all."

"Oh, yeah."

Flashback

"What do you want, you filthy blood traitor?"

"Don't you dare call me that, Malfoy." Alexis hissed. He looked slightly taken aback at her venom, but regained his composure quickly.

"Well that's what you are, right?"

"No, but I didn't come here for this." her voice softened. "I know about you, Draco Malfoy. Everything. How you don't want your Dark Mark, how you're scared of your father, and how you've secretly wanted to join the Order ever since you overheard about it at a Death Eater meeting."

His reaction was exactly how she thought it would be.

"H-how…"

She shrugged.

"I get…feelings. Weird feelings, and sometimes flashbacks from other people, but only very rarely. I only have to keep a close eye on you to find out everything, even though it took a long time. Three years, actually."

He stared at her; she could tell that under his mask of emotions he was fighting an inward battle.

"What do you want from me, then?" he asked, finally.

"Nothing." she answered. She wasn't sure how Harry, Ron and Hermione would react when they found out about what she was going to do next, but she wanted to do it. "I just want you to trust me. I'm linked with the Order – and I can help you. Make a decision, but don't take more than a week. I do have better things to do than help out unwilling Slytherins."

"Did I just hear myself mentioned?" Draco walked through the door. "Hey all."

"Hey Draco." they replied, one by one. "Dinner's right about now." added Alexis. "Arrived just in time."

"'Kay. I'll change later, then."

"Um, Draco." said Ron. "Mind helping us clean up the mess?"

Draco raised an eyebrow.

"How did that happen?"

"Blame him." replied Ron, pointing at Crookshanks.

"DON'T blame him!" retorted Hermione. "It's not his fault you decided to go chasing after him because he dropped on your head."

"Well then he shouldn't have dropped onto my head in the first place!"

Hermione sighed huffily, but didn't look too ruffled up by his comments.

"Well, let's go downstairs now. Ginny!"

Ginny's head appeared around the corner.

"You called?"

"Time for dinner."

"Right then. Let's go, you lot."

Ten minutes later.

Alexis was scoffing down as much as she could possibly eat, occasionally whacking Draco (who was sitting next to her) for trying to flick food at her.

Ron suddenly choked; Hermione whacked his back.

"Don't eat so fast, you pig!"

Everyone else laughed except Alexis, who was currently shoving a baked potato into her mouth.

"You too." said Hermione to her scoldingly.

"Can't help it." replied Alexis, her voice slightly muffled. "Didn't have lunch today."

"Oh…"

Alexis was only 'out-eaten' by Ron, although she still finished the fastest.

"I'll be upstairs, guys." she said, standing up.

Harry was the only one that answered her.

"Sure. See ya."