CHAPTER TWO
The moment he stepped through the great doors, he knew that something wasn't right. He let out a sigh, as first years rushed past him whispering words about cursed students and what not. He shook his head when he heard the word Marks. Leave it to that girl to cause trouble of any kind.
Upon hearing feet rushing toward him, he glanced up to a dark haired figure rushing toward him. He caught the movement of dark robes and a dark haired beauty. He shook his head as he watched her move. He reached out at the last moment and caught her arm. She stopped short and shot him a smile. "Welcome Back, Jax," she greeted him, keeping it to a simple greeting. He didn't actually expect anything else from her.
"Thank you for the greeting, Tabitha," he whispered back to her, as his eyes drifted around them. "How have you been?" It seemed nice to try to have a decent conversation with her. At times she had acted like she was better then the lot of them.
"Busy," she replied with a slight toss of her hair. She looked around, keeping an eye on those around them. She acted at the moment as if she was bored with him, with the slight conversation they were trying to have. "Being a Head Girl is really busy work. You don't have any idea the amount of pressure it puts on you."
"You're right about that," he muttered. He had been pleased as punch when he heard that Lexie had gotten to be Ravenclaw Perfect which meant Tabitha had gotten Head Girl. That part didn't really bug him. He was happy for her. She would do her job very well. His eyes drifted around them and he scowled. "Have you seen our Perfect?" Refering to Lexie. "I haven't seen her all summer. I tend to worry about her. You know how she can be?"
"Lexie?" Tabitha asked, taking a few second to fix the collar of her robes. "No, I have not seen her for a while now." Jax knew that deep down it hurt her to speak of Lexie. A lot had happened between the two of them. It would be a one and a million chance before they would even consider being friends again. Talking maybe, but being anything more than house mates was somewhat out of the question. "Why? Is she in some kind of trouble?"
Jax chuckled softly causing her to shoot him an arched look. "Sorry, Tabs, but this is Lexie we're talking about. When is she not in trouble?"
That got Tabitha to scoff. "Then maybe you want to check the dungeons." She bit down on her bottom lip to keep from saying anything else. "She seems to lurk there more than any of the Slytherins who call that area home." She shook her head. "That girl at times needs to learn her place."
Jax chuckled softly. "Can't say that she never had a dark side, Tabs." He knew that Lexie would show up eventually. She always did. If it wasn't to be the shoulder to lean on, it was to be the one who stood up against the giants. "But then you know how that goes." He had seen Tabitha fight the urge to go to the dark side. It was an ongoing battle that oh so few won and lost. With Lexie the fight was there almost daily, with Tabitha he had no clue on what side she was on anymore. He had lost her friendship a long time ago. He then stopped himself short. "Wait a minute. Her place?" He shot Tabitha a much deserved look. "What do you mean by that?"
"Everyone does, Hunter," Tabitha snapped, causing some students who were talking past them to shoot her a glance. "Don't you ever dare think to make this all about me." She shot him a glance. "You have no idea what I've been through." She then muttered under her breath. "It's nothing." She turned to leave, but he caught her arm forcing her to stop. "Jax, let me go."
"Only after you tell me what you meant by that last comment of yours," he whispered to her, moving closer to her, to keep this conversation between the two of them. "That almost sounded like something Angel would say. Not you."
"How dare you!" Tabitha snapped, her eyes growing darker with pure hatred. "How dare you say that I'm anything like him."
"Why else would you think that you're better than Lexie?" Jax crossed his arms over his chest. "You got to remember, a few years back, when you were just thought to be a muggle-born, who just was super smart with great abilities. So what if Lexie is from a split family. That doesn't make you any better than her."
"Jax, leave it be," Tabitha hissed at him. She didn't want to go in complete detail on why she thought she was better than Lexie. Heck, half the student body was. At best, all Alexandria Marks knew was how to turn things a different color. A mere child could do that. She had been made fun of by so many different people. If only she knew that deep down that she didn't belong. She let out a sigh. "You have no idea how hard it is to be good."
"And sadly, I don't care," Jax muttered. At one time he would have walked through fire for her, but after all that had happened between the two of them, it wasn't the same anymore. He shot her a small smile. He knew that she had unspoken words about Lexie. At the moment he didn't want to hear about all of Lexie's faults. He knew that she had them, they all had them. No body was perfect. He shrugged as he took her in. "Well you take care, Tabitha. I'm gonna go find out where my mischievous friend is."
"You do that," Tabitha called after him, as he slowly started to walk away. "And Hunter, make sure that she does stay out of trouble. I'd hate to see that Perfect Badge be taken away."
"Yeah, that would be the end of the world." Jax rolled his eyes as he took off for the stairs. He had a hunch where he could find her. He just hopped that she wouldn't be in too much trouble. As tempting as hearing Tabitha threaten Lexie's position, he'd rather go see what his kindred spirit was up to.
"Idiot," Tabitha muttered as she took off herself, heading into the Great Hall to give some good lectures to those who needed it. She had a lot of work to do, and putting stress into trying to make things better between her old friends was just a waste of time. She would deal with them later.
He watched them. They looked so cute, trying to be sociable when things were not all that cozy between them. He shook his head, trying not to think too highly on what was going on before him. He knew that most of his housemates thought that the entire Marks/Hunter clan should be taken out back and killed, but that wasn't his style.
His eyes drifted over to where the lovely Tabitha was lecturing some new first years about proper wand storage when a smirk crossed his face. He would always have a soft spot for the dark haired Ravenclaw. She was more of anything that the twit Marks was. His father had been right about her. She hadn't been good for anything. Even if she was a half-blood.
He heard whispers behind him about how Slytherins should be kept on a tight leash. A soft smile crossed over his face, before he took off just to tell them on what kind of leash they should be put on.