Name: Alexis Williams

Alias: Lexy or Alex

Blood: Pure

House: Slytherin

Description: Long, silky black hair that stops at her mid-section. With a ghostly white appearance and clear eyes, accompanied by reddish/black lipstick she has a cold demeanor and a cruel outlook on life. Not speaking much to the general public, rumors fly off the handle if she even looks at someone. The only people who are unafraid to approach her are the infamous Weasley Twins, Fred & George. Most people find it odd that they became friends, especially since their brother is best friends with Harry Potter and her father is a well-known Deatheater, almost as well known as Draco Malfoy's father. Most of the student body thinks that Alexis herself is a Deatheater. Little did they know that she was getting her mark this year, for she was a sixth year, along with the Draco Malfoy. A bright witch who mastered the art of wand-less spells in her first year, she has amazing scores but never answer during class. Even when called on, she looks back at the professor with a blank stare and after a while the professor calls on another person. Some students say that she makes them change their minds with her own. More will be revealed to the audience later on in the story.

The story begins in the train area, where Alexis just ran into the Platform 9 and 3/4. The feeling of tiny pricks running up and down her arms was there just like always. She was in a particularly foul mood for she just had another "talk" with her father. She made a mental note to go see the nurse as soon as she got to Hogwarts. He was unusually rough this time, leaving her many cuts and bruises. Looking around, she picked up her stuff and walk straight to the train. This year her father unfortunately got a letter from Dumbledore, asking if she could be a perfect this year, telling her father to persuade her to join. Her father "persuaded" her for over an hour. Alexis was now heading for the perfect cable in the car, where the others were going to join soon.

When she got there, she was, as she thought, the first one there. While sitting down, she hear the whistle blow, and thought of who the other perfects were, but to be honest, she had no idea. However it didn't concern her who it was, it wasn't like she was going to talk to them anyway. Staring in space for a while, since she hadn't in a while, she thought of nothing. Absolutely nothing. Then loud, abruptly voices sounded as the door flew open. Snapping out of her daydream, she looked up to see who the trespassers were, slightly annoy.

"Honestly Ron, Harry needs to..." The voice, belonging to one Hermione Granger, trailed off as she spotted Alexis. She froze, looking surprised and slightly afraid.

"He should what?" Ron's voice demanded, challenging Hermione. "What are you looking at?-" His voice faded, looking at Alexis.

"Hermione, I agree with Ron." The famous Harry Potter stated, trying to see what they were looking at, which was Alexis. "Guys..."

Ron backed out the room slowly with Hermione following in suit. Soon they were in the hallway, continuing to stare at her. Alexis stared back, not blinking. Harry looked very confused, still not haven't seen Alexis sitting in the cable. "Hello...Guys?" Harry questioned waving his hands in front of their faces. He then looked into the cart. "Oh," He said in understanding. "Sorry to bother you but I...we-" He started but didn't finish, because he was cut off by a deep voice that sneered...

"Don't talk to her Pothead!" This voice she could place a mile away. Draco Malfoy. Hermione and Ron broke their dazed expressions, looked at Draco and glared.

"What gives you the right to give me orders, Malfoy?! I may speak to whom I wish!" Harry stated, defiantly sticking out his chest. Harry then stomped into the cart and sat across from Alexis. She didn't say anything, just watched. He looked directly at her, and smiled, "Hello, Alexis. So how was your summer?" Harry asked brightly. She just stared blankly back at him. "Hmmm... yes well. How's your family?" He got the same response.

"Hah, Potter. Can't you even get a girl to talk to you?" Draco snickered, clearly amused.

"Shut it, Malfoy!! Why are you here anyway?" Harry fumed.

"Simple, this is the Prefect's cable cart and I am a perfect. Plus, I need to speak to Alex about something rather important." Draco said, directing the last part to Alexis by nodding in her direction. She just stared at Draco who was looking smugly at Harry.

"Not like she would talk to you anyway." Harry pointed out, kind of talking to no one. Draco looked thoughtful, before turning to Alexis.

"Lexy," he started in a quiet voice which got firmer as he went on. "Would you mind if I sat down and talk to you?" He sounded a little sincere when he said it was important. Thinking, more like knowing, that he wanted to talk about the "ceremony" with her, she nodded her head in acceptance.

Draco smirked, looking directly at Harry. "Well, it seems she want my company. Go and leave us alone, won't you?" Harry sat still, fuming in anger. He looked at Alexis, then at Draco, then back to Alexis.

"How can you stand talking to him?! He is a ferret!! He doesn't even know your name!! It's Alexis, isn't it?" Harry questioned her. She gave him another blank stare, and then looked back at Draco. Draco nodded at her and stepped out of the way, taking a seat next to her.

"You have one more chance to go," Draco warned, which should have tipped Harry off, but Harry was to busy being angry with Alexis and Draco. "Too late..."