Chapter 2
The rest of the week was rather uneventful. Alexandra was careful to stay away from Tom, and he did so as well. Both were troubled by the vulnerability they had shown but what really unsettled them both into lapsing in complete silence was that they had both felt the pull, the magical tug in between them. How? Why? They weren't sure. Tom knew he was attracted physically to her but why had his magic felt this undeniable connection to hers? Alexandra on the other hand, felt nothing for Tom. Sure he was obviously handsome but the simple fact that he believed that he was on top of her! It infuriated her. However she had felt it. The undeniable attraction she had felt. She wouldn't show it. She couldn't allow herself to fall in the Slytherin hierarchy because of him. No way would he of all people take away her power, no way. So why was she regarding him from the corner of the common room wondering what he was up to?
He felt it when she observed him. He would have used that fact against her, only he was doing the exact same thing. This insanity had to stop. He was going to talk to her tomorrow at Hogsmead. He had asked her after defense against the dark arts (foolish class) and she had agreed without much power play, thank Salazar. He wouldn't have been able to handle that today. However she had made sure to emphasize that this meeting was certainly not a date and that it had to be kept short for she had to get ready for Professor Slughorn's diner.
"Tom what are you doing?" Abraxas asked him after having witnessed the scene.
"Not that it concerns you Malfoy but I am simply reminding her who's in charge." He snapped back at the pure blood in front of him.
"I'm sorry Tom. I didn't mean to disturb you." He said ashamed of his bloody curiosity. The Heir of Slytherin simply dismissed him with a shrug of his shoulders while daring anyone to comment on his interaction with Lestranges with his cold, vivid violet eyes. Of course nobody wanted to be a subject to any of neither Tom's nor Alexandra's rage so they went on chins tucked into their necks avoiding all eye contact.
Eventually the weekend came along and Tom found himself nervous that she would stand him up while he waited like a lonely idiot at the three broom sticks. It's ridiculous he told himself. How many times had he been caught making out with a girl in a well-furnished corner at the three broomsticks? Sure this wasn't exactly a date per say but then again neither had it been with the other girls. Although Alexandra was stronger willed and knew how to play the game well, she was still a girl. And girls couldn't resist him and his mysterious charm.
Alexandra showed up exactly on time not one second too early and certainly not one second too late. She was wearing a knee length silver dress topped off with her green pea coat and her usual black high heeled boots. When she spotted him at his usual corner she walked up to him purposely swaying her hips.
"I'm warning you don't try anything funny on me Riddle" She greeted him. He just simply rolled his eyes at her.
"I mean it Tom" He was shocked, she had spoken in parseltongue!
"You speak it too sweetheart?"
"Thought you would be the only one darling? They don't call me Slytherin's princess for nothing" She answered him slightly amused by the situation.
"I see you're ready for Slughorn's party tonight" Tom replied wanting to change topics and hope to find out the source of the tug he could feel coming from her emerald orbs.
"Yes I am. I've decided that I would meet my date here." So Lestranges had a date. Why hadn't he noticed this beforehand? Surely he would have caught this in one of the Slytherin's conversation.
"Your date?" He repeated wanting to clarify and maybe even find out whom she had invited to the diner that evening.
"Yes my date, why? Didn't you ask one of your many admirers Riddle?" She inquired mostly out of spite and partially out of jealous curiosity. Although she did keep her tone neutral to not show the later reason of her question.
"I'm not interested in the easy catches" Tom stated noticing the slight relief shown in Alexandra's eyes.
"Well luckily for you I thought I'd take you with me tonight. Give the pupil of Hogwarts something to talk about." She stated affirming the power she held on this particular conversation.
"And what makes you so bloody sure that I would accept?" He challenged although knowing full well he would accept eventually.
"Oh Please! We both know you would. But if not I could always invite Abraxas Malfoy." She wouldn't dare. But somehow Tom felt that she would do it. She had effectively accomplished her goal by a simple sentence: I could always invite Abraxas Malfoy! Was she truly out of her mind?
"We will go together then. But be warned if you bore me I will find another." He had to reaffirm his power somehow and this seemed the right way to do just that.
"Ha! Anyways you wanted to talk to me Marvolo?" She asked seeming bored of the conversation.
"Yes I did Lestranges. However, I've changed my mind you may go." And with that statement he simply leaned back on the chair and observed the cracks in the ceiling, clearly dismissing her.
"You changed your mind. Well then I'll be off. Meet you at 7 in the Slytherin common room." She replied quite annoyed by his dismissive behavior. She was after all Alexandra Bellatrix Lestranges!
"Lestranges," She turned back around with her annoyance clearly shown on her face. However, her annoyance quickly turned to surprise when she found him right behind her leaning very close to her. He then seized her moment of hesitation and planted a soft kiss on her lips. "Now you may go." He continued with a smirk as he sat back down.
"Riddle." she said as she turned on her heels attempting to hide the slight blush that was now coloring her cheeks.
He watched her gracefully walk away with a satisfied and confident look on his face. She had asked him. She had lowered her standards and asked him to the diner. Only…she hadn't explicitly asked him, she had stated it. She had stated it as a fact. She had made the decision and made it seem as if it was entirely his decision. She was sneaky, sly and smart, a true Slytherin. He had to be careful or she might destroy him and his title as Heir of Slytherin.