5 Chapter 10: All in One Day
The first day of school did not go at all like Alexis had hoped it would. She watched Seamus disappear in a blur out the Gryffindor Tower with Dean on his tail before Harry even entered the Common Room. He still looked rather sour from last night when he and Neville finally joined her but smiled faintly after Alexis threw her arm over his shoulder.
Hermione had already left with a large portion of the first years for breakfast so while Neville stayed behind to lead the stragglers, Alexis and Harry walked silently to the Great Hall. It wasn't until they had reached the Entrance Hall that Harry spoke.
"Moony said Lavender Brown think I'm a lair," he grumbled quietly when said girl and her best friend Parvati entered the Great Hall ahead of them.
"And I bet Moony also ripped her a new one for talking crap about you," said Alexis.
Harry smirked.
"She did," he said chuckling a bit. "Got to love Moony."
"So you admit!" said Alexis. "You and Moony are meant to be!"
Harry shook his head. "Not this again, Padfoot," he said. "It will never happen. Hermione and I-"
"Hermione and you?" said George Weasley. He had opened the Great Hall door from the inside. At his side was Fred and Lee Jordan, his and Fred's best friend. "Do tell."
"Hex thinks-" started Harry.
"Harry and Hermione are meant to be," said Alexis matter-a-factly. "But Harry here is in denial, no doubt afraid of rejection, which makes absolutely no sense. I mean, Harry, you're Harry freaking Potter. If that's not enough you're probably the bravest, most loyal, dedicated guy here."
"But Hermione likes funny guys," said Harry.
"And gingers," added Lee with a laugh.
"That break rules," continued George.
"And look good doing it," finished Fred with a smirk.
Alexis cocked an eyebrow.
"So George?"
Harry and George choked on air while Lee let out a roar of laughter. Fred's mouth was opening and closing with no noise coming out of it while his hands moved as if he were trying to explain something.
"Wha... I- what... You..." rambled Fred. He finally made a full sentence and shouted, "WHAT ABOUT ME?"
Alexis blinked at him several times before shrugging her shoulders.
"You too, I guess," she said before turning to the Gryffindor table without a second thought.
Alexis sat down across from Colin and Dennis Creevey. Colin was a fourth year Muggleborn with mousy hair and excited eyes who was constantly carrying a camera around with him. He was Harry's biggest fan and was smiling brightly when Harry took a seat next to Alexis. His brother Dennis looked a great deal like him only much smaller and even smaller than most his second year classmates. Dennis was practically shaking with excitement when he looked at Alexis.
"Angelina told me to tell you and Harry that you two will have to be at the Quidditch Pitch on Friday at five o'clock for Quidditch tryouts for the Gryffindor's new Keeper," said Dennis in all one long breath. He then added, "Do you think I can try out too? I'm a second year now and I've been practicing. Not on a Quidditch broom 'cause we can't have one in our house being Muggleborns and all but I've been practicing all summer!"
"On a normal broom?" asked Harry.
Dennis nodded his head enthusiastically.
"Oh please, Harry!" said Alexis. "Please let me keep him! The cuteness is too great to ignore!"
Harry rolled his eyes as Alexis practically climbed over the table to hug the little Creevey boy. Dennis did not protest, nor did Colin who instead took a picture of Alexis hugging his little brother.
"So do you think I can tryout?" Dennis asked although his words came out muffled with his head buried into Alexis's arm.
"You can do whatever you want," said Alexis without releasing the adorable second year. "As long as you never ever grow up."
Dennis nodded his head excitedly in agreement while Harry sighed. He turned to Colin.
"Doesn't this worry you slightly?" he asked the oldest Creevey boy.
"Should it?" asked Colin cheerfully. "Oh! Harry, Professor McGonagall gave me your and Alexis's timetables. Here!"
Colin handed Alexis and Harry each a long piece of parchment with their class schedules on them. Alexis, very begrudgingly, released Dennis and looked at her schedule.
"Double Transfigurations, Herbology, Charms, Double Divination," she read before looking over at Harry. "What do you have?"
Harry groaned before saying, "History of Magic, double Potions, Divination, and double Defense Against the Dark Arts." He banged his head on the table with another groan. "Binns, Snape, Trelawney and that toad woman all in one day."
"Talk about a great way to spend your Monday, right Potter?"
Harry shot his head up while Alexis looked behind her. Blaise was standing there looking rather nonchalant about being surrounded by Gryffindors.
"Hello," said Alexis rather awkwardly, surprised to see the Slytherin. She waved at him and was surprised again when he took her hand and kissed it.
"Hello," Blaise repeated, his face impassive except for the wink he sent her and the slightest twitch of his lip. He released her hand to retrieve something from his robe pocket. "This is for you," he said, handing Alexis a letter with the Ministry of Magic seal. "Draco asked me to deliver it personally to you while he fulfilled his Prefect duties."
"Did he also ask you to kiss her hand?" asked Harry darkly.
"Of course," deadpanned Blaise. "Why else would anyone ever kiss a beautiful witch's hand except for when her cousin tells him to?"
"And this is why we don't leave you to your own devices, Blaise," said Theo, joining his fellow Slytherin in the Gryffindors territory. "Your sarcasm is impeccable. Hello, Alexis."
"Hello, Theo," said Alexis. She decided against waving this time.
Theo smiled at her before looking at Harry. "Take care, Potter," he said seriously but without malice as Harry was used to receiving from Slytherins. "You're in for a rough day today, especially in Defense. She hates you."
"Good to know," said Harry with a snort. "I'm guessing Professor Umbridge reads the Prophet?"
"She's one of our biggest benefactors," said Theo with a smirk. He then nudged Blaise towards the Slytherin table. "Come on, Blaise. I'd rather not be here when she opens that letter. Goodbye, Alexis. Goodbye, Potter."
"Wait, what's wrong with the letter?" Alexis called after them but the two snakes kept walking without even glancing back. Sighing she looked down at the letter before looking up at Harry. "Should I read it?"
But Harry wasn't looking at Alexis. Instead his eyes had fallen on a certain Ravenclaw of Asian decent. Cho Chang was making her way to the doors of the Great Hall.
"Hey, Hex, I got to go," said Harry as he hastily climbed to his feet. "See you after Divination, alright?" he called out over his shoulder as he hurried off, leaving Alexis alone at the Gryffindor table.
"What the-" started Alexis but then stopped. She let out a dramatic sigh, before burying her letter in her bag for a later time. Whatever was going on, be it Harry or the letter, she'd figure it out later.
The first three of her classes seemed to pass in a blur that day. She spent most of her time with one of the twins joking or talking about their new prank products, her mind completely distracted until she reached Divinations. Her fellow fifth years had just finished their lesson. Harry was the first to descend the silver ladder leading to Professor Trelawney's classroom with a brown leather journal in his hand. He caught sight of Alexis and failed to force a smile.
"We have to keep a dream diary," Harry complained while waving the leather book in her face. "Good thing my dreams are child friendly."
Alexis snorted.
"I know the feeling," she said, patting Harry's shoulder. "See you at dinner?"
"Yeah, at least there's one good thing to look forward to," Harry grumbled before heading off down the hall with the rest of his classmates. Alexis shook her head before climbing the ladder into Professor Trelawney's classroom.
Professor Trelawney was a small, twig sized witch, with great owl eyes that looked even wider behind her glasses. She wasn't quite middle aged but she seemed to be close to Remus and Sirius in years. Professor Trelawney smiled fondly in her own overly dramatic way at Alexis, who had always seemed to be one of the Divination teacher's favorites.
"Good day, my child," Professor Trelawney said in her mystical voice. "I knew you were to be the first of my N.E.W.T. students to show up. I foresaw it, in fact."
"Me too," said Alexis and she truly had seeing that Professor Flitwick had let her out of class early for finishing her assignment.
"Because you and I, my dear, both possess the Gift," said Trelawney airily. "It is both a curse and a gift though, I suppose. But I knew, I knew you would have the Seeing Eye like myself ever sense we first met."
"Right," said Alexis because it was all she could think to say. In all actuality Alexis had high doubts either of them were real seers but we're instead very lucky guessers.
Class began shortly afterwards and Alexis's long time Divination partner and recently made friend, Felicia Fawcett joined Alexis in the far corner of the tower as the two went over a review for palm-reading. Fawcett talked Alexis's ear off about her summer and the letters her Hufflepuff boyfriend, Stephan Stebbins, had sent her. It was moments like that when Alexis wondered if befriending the Ravenclaw had been a good idea but she did enjoy listening to her talk about something that wasn't Voldemort or Deatheater related.
Fawcett had talked so long that, despite it being a double period, class ended before Fawcett was able to read Alexis's palm.
"I guess I'll read your palm next time," said Fawcett happily as she fixed her bag. Alexis had a feeling her cheerfulness was thanks to Alexis saying she would have a long and happy love life. "See you, Hex!"
Alexis waved after the Ravenclaw. She grabbed her bag and slowly made he way to the ladder with the last of her classmates.
"Alexis, do you mind helping me, my child?" asked Professor Trelawney, her voice muffled by the large pile of books in her hands. Alexis smiled.
"Sure, professor," said Alexis, quickly retrieving a large portion of the books from Trelawney. "Where would you like them?"
"Over there, I think," said Professor Trelawney, leading the way to a corner of the room. Alexis followed her with her pile of books easily. "Just place them down."
Alright," said Alexis doing just that. "There you go, professor. I'll see you later then?"
"Yes-yes," said Trelawney, nodding her head. She turned to leave only to spin around and face Alexis once more. "You know, Chimeras are very misunderstood creatures."
Alexis blinked.
"Err... I suppose," said Alexis slowly.
Trelawney nodded her head again before this time actually walking away. Alexis followed her example and descended the ladder out of the classroom. All of her classmates had already left so Alexis was forced to walk down to the Great Hall alone. She sighed, happy to be back at Hogwarts but tired after only one day of it... And confused, very, very confused. Harry confused her, Seamus and Dean confused her, the twins, Professor Trelawney, Swine's warning, the Slytherin's...
Alexis remembered the letter Blaise had delivered to her at breakfast. She opened her satchel to retrieve it.
"Miss Lestrange," said the high pitched voice of Professor Umbridge.
Alexis turned around to face her on the other side of the hall, the letter in her bag being all but forgotten.
"Yeah, ma'am?" she said. Umbridge looked personally insulted.
"You will address me as professor and will respond with yes," she scowled. "There will be no 'yeah'."
'Oh, we're playing that game?' Alexis thought with a cocked eyebrow.
'Girly,' warned Cedric.
'Make the toad cry, Hex!' shouted Ron. McPherson said nothing.
"K," said Alexis turning back around. Sharp claws dug into Alexis's shoulder. She looked up to find Umbridge digging her heavily ringed fingers into her skin to stop her.
"Very disrespectful," she said with a tut-tut and a cold smile. "I feel no sympathy for giving you two detentions, one for your lack of manners and another for missing class this morning, though you seemed capable enough to show up afterwards."
Gritting her teeth with the news of detention, Alexis scowled at the pink toad in front of her.
"Professor," Alexis said through clenched teeth, "I haven't missed your class. I don't have it until Thursday morning."
"Are you calling me a liar, Miss Lestrange?" Umbridge asked dangerously.
"No," started Alexis, "I'm simply-"
But before Alexis could say anything rude as she was planning to say, a cool, familiar voice filled the air.
"Miss Lestrange," said Professor Snape, appearing almost out of nowhere in a fury of black. "Might I ask what you are doing here when you should be at dinner."
"I suggest you ask Professor Umbridge, sir," said Alexis, spewing the word professor as if it were venom. "She's the one that stopped me in the hall and said I missed her class that I don't have until Thursday."
"Indeed?" asked Snape, not sounding amused in the slightest.
"Mister Snape," started Umbridge.
"Professor," grumbled Alexis. Umbridge looked down at her. She didn't have to look far. Despite Alexis being short, Umbridge, a fully grown woman, was barely an inch taller than her. "His correct title is professor, well, technically it's master as he's a Potions Master, but I'm sure professor would work too. Certainly not mister. He's not a student and heaven forbid you, a Ministry representative, be rude."
"That is another detention, Lestrange," sneered Umbridge.
Alexis tut-tut just as Umbridge had earlier.
"Such informalities," she sighed. "Professor, I would hate for people to think that you're favoring me."
Snape sighed through his nose.
"Professor Umbridge," he said in his usual cold tone that always sounded strange without a sneer present on his face, "I must protest your detention giving as Miss Lestrange has not missed your class. She is, in fact, correct."
Umbridge gave a girly giggle as if she couldn't believe Snape's words were anything but joking. Snape scowled at this.
"I fail to see what you find humorous in my words, professor," Snape said, pronouncing professor with just as much venom as Alexis had. "Miss Lestrange is in your N.E.W.T. Level class on Thursday."
"But she's a fifth year!" Umbridge all but screamed in reply.
"I'm well aware of this," said Snape unperturbed by the Defense teacher's outburst.
"There must be a mistake," said Umbridge trying to laugh girly again but failing. When Snape did not react by laughing as well, she added, "I demand to see Dumbledore!"
"If you must, but," said Snape, "if I may request you release Miss Lestrange so she may attend dinner. She has detention with me tonight at five on account of her outburst during the welcoming feast... Again."
Snape looked pointedly at Alexis who merely shrugged under Umbridge's grasp. It hurt but got her point across to the Potions Master that Alexis didn't regret her actions.
Umbridge finally released her slowly - and rather reluctantly- before joining Snape on his way down the hall. Alexis waited a total of two minutes before making her way to the Great Hall. She was greeted by the loud sound of her fellow schoolmates talking and eating. Harry and Hermione were already waiting for her at the table and Harry looked sour once more.
"Umbridge tried giving me a detention just now," said Alexis as she sat down.
"She succeeded in giving me a week full," grumbled Harry, stabbing his steak and kidney pie ruthlessly.
"What did you do, blow up her cardigan?" snorted Alexis.
"He talked out of term," said Hermione.
"Is it out of term," Harry growled, bending his fork, "when she calls me and Hex liars in front of everyone and says that Cedric wasn't murdered?"
"I didn't say you weren't right in doing so," said Hermione firmly. "It was simply her excuse to why she gave you your detentions. And I would very much appreciate it if you stopped acting as if I was against you like everyone else, Prongs."
Harry deflated. He looked to Hermione apologetically.
"I'm sorry, Moony," he whispered meekly. "I'm just angry."
Hermione nodded before returning to her food. Alexis sighed.
"Dumbledore isn't at dinner?" she asked despite already knowing the answer. She notice four seats that were usually always full were now empty. "And neither is Snape, McGonagall, and toad-lady."
"Where do you think they are?" asked Harry.
"In a meeting," said Alexis. "I guess she thought it couldn't wait until after dinner... Oh! Umbridge was throwing a fit in the hall about me not being at her class this morning."
Hermione huffed.
"We know," she said before sighing. "She made a big deal about it in our class about you skipping. She wouldn't let anyone explain that you weren't in our class."
"Well, Snape told her," said Alexis, "and then she demanded he take her to Dumbledore. So, that'll be fun."
Harry snorted, "You said it. Hey, what was that letter about from this morning?"
Hermione sat up straight, clearly curious about the letter she hadn't been told about. Alexis couldn't help but to roll her eyes at her bookworm friend.
"I haven't looked at it yet," said Alexis looking at her watch. "I haven't had the time and I still don't. Detention with Snape starts in twelve minutes." She stood up, grabbed a biscuit covered in gravy, and added on her way to the door, "We can read it together tonight! Promise!"
"Promises, promises!" Harry called after her making Alexis laugh. She hurried her way down to the dungeons were Snape's office was located and made it with three minutes to spare. However, the Potions Master was not there, nor was he there three minutes later. Alexis, growing impatient, began to pace the hall waiting for him.
When it was a quarter past five, Alexis was becoming restless. She had knocked on Professor Snape's door several times without gaining any response and highly doubted he was inside. In fact, Alexis was certain he was still talking with Dumbledore and Umbridge for whatever reason. At half past five she had sat down with her back against Snape's door and started on her Transfiguration's homework. She had finished it and was now levitating a quill in her boredom still waiting for the Potions Master.
'What is taking so long?' bemoaned Ron.
"You're telling me," snorted Alexis aloud. She suddenly felt as if ice water had been thrown on her. A ghost had passed through her and for the briefest moment she thought it had been Nearly Headless Nick until she looked up with a shutter.
Hovering in front of her was in fact a ghost but one she only knew by name. He wore a tunic that looked to be covered in a dark liquid, hunting pants, and boots that, though out of style now, were undoubtably very popular amongst the wealthy aristocrat a thousand years ago. On his arms were layer upon layer of chains and on his belt laid an empty sheath the perfect size for a dagger. His hair looked as if it had once been well groomed only to be recently befuddled by the constant running through of ones hand and his eyes were very dark even for a ghost, who, unlike Peeves, were always just shades of grey with no color.
The Bloody Baron paid Alexis no mind as he stood motionless and stared down the hall as if he himself had just seen a ghost.
"Hello," said Alexis. She was very bored and thought that perhaps attempting to talk to the ghost would cure her of that problem.
The Bloody Baron turned around slowly to face Alexis. It was very clear now that if the strange liquid on him was blood then it had been a great deal of it. He raised a very regal eyebrow at her.
"Alexis Lestrange," said the Bloody Baron, his voice deep and stoic, giving away no emotion.
"Yep," said Alexis, "that's what they call me, anyways. Glad to know that I'm popular in the ghost circles."
"Very few living are," deadpanned the Slytherin ghost in such away Alexis immediately thought of Blaise's sarcasm. "Professor Snape is not in his office."
"I know," replied Alexis, shifting in her seating position. "But I still have detention with him and heaven forbid I'm not here even if he isn't."
"Indeed," said the Bloody Baron.
"So what's your real name?" Alexis asked straight to the point.
"It matters not," answered the ghost. "Bloody Baron works just fine."
"Were you an actual baron?"
"Yes."
"What killed you?"
"A dagger to the heart."
"Who killed you?"
"Myself."
"Why?"
The Bloody Baron, who Alexis had fully expected to have left by now after her first two questions, looked down at Alexis with a strange look.
"Because," he answered simply. Alexis frowned.
"That is a horrible answer!" she pouted.
"'Twas better than the real one," said the Bloody Baron, standing up at his full height. Alexis smirked at him.
"I can see why Peeves respects you," said Alexis. The Bloody Baron simply nodded at her before disappearing through the wall across from her.
"Well, that was fun," sighed Alexis, quickly growing bored again. "Now what?"
'We could always make fun of the ginger,' offered McPherson. 'That always entertains me.'
'Bugger off,' grumbled Ron.
McPherson sighed dramatically.
'Ginger, for the last time, where? There isn't anywhere else to go.'
'I wish there was,' muttered Cedric quietly.
Alexis rolled her eyes. Looking down at her watch she saw that it was quarter to seven and Snape had yet to arrive. She stood up, packed up her things, and was just about to give up on waiting when the Head of the Slytherin House appeared.
"Would it be useless to ask that you at least spent your time doing classwork?" said Snape as he unlocked his office with an elaborate wave of his wand.
"I finished my Transfiguration's homework and talked to the Bloody Baron for a bit," said Alexis rather cheerfully. She couldn't help being so around Snape now that he didn't teach her. "He really doesn't make friendly conversation."
Snape hummed in acknowledgment.
"I'm afraid your homework is now useless, Miss Lestrange," he said impassively. He retrieved a piece of parchment from his robe pocket and hanged it to Alexis. "This is your new class schedule. As you've already served your detention by waiting for my return I suggest that you use your remaining time before curfew to speak with your Head of House. Goodnight."
And before Alexis could mutter so much as a goodbye, Snape closed his office door, disappearing behind it.
Alexis blinked before looking down at the paper given to her. She blinked again. Every class on the schedule was fifth year level, including Potions.
"You have got to be kidding me," Alexis bemoaned.
After explaining her class schedule to Harry and Hermione, which was only after Professor McGonagall explained it to her, Alexis found herself sitting in the Common Room working on homework from a class she had not taken in three years.
"Moonstone is milky white like the moon, Harry," said Alexis lazily, "not yellow like cheese. The moon isn't even made of cheese."
Harry groaned. He dropped his quill before burying his head in his hands.
"I hate potions," he grumbled.
"I love it," said Alexis, making a paper airplane out of her old Transfiguration's homework seeing that she wouldn't be needing it anymore. "It's Snape that's the problem."
Harry snorted in agreement. He looked up at Alexis with a sigh.
"Wonder how much longer until Fred and George get their ears chewed off by Hermione for selling their products."
"I just dealt with them," said Hermione, joining the two friends in the corner. "We've made a deal."
"A deal?" repeated Alexis, interested. "Do tell."
"I told Fred and George they could only sell to third years and above or else I'd write their mother," said Hermione with a victorious smile. "Obviously they excepted my terms. Neither of them are foolish enough to force such a thing as a howler from Mrs. Weasley."
Harry laughed.
"I wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of that letter either," he said still chuckling.
Alexis snapped her fingers, Harry's words reminding her of the letter still unopened and in her bag. She pulled it out of her satchel and broke the seal. Carefully, she removed the parchment that bore Ministry of Magic crest on it. It read:
Dear Alexis Lestrange,
It is the Ministry of Magic's greatest hope that this letter reaches you in good health.
Alexis snorted at this before continuing to read.
Prior to fourteen months ago, the discovery of your true heritage was made-
Alexis snorted again.
- and you were left in the care of one Alastor Moody, who until this discovery was believed to be your uncle.
"That's one way of saying it," Alexis mumbled aloud. Both Harry and Hermione were looking at her curiously but Alexis ignored them and continued reading.
However, despite Mr. Moody's lack of blood relation to you, he was allowed to keep his guardianship over you as he was an outstanding member of society, known for his quality character and knowledge. He was in no way a character of questionable intentions or mind.
Alexis gulped.
'Well, this can't be good,' said McPherson. Alexis nodded her head in agreement.
This is no longer the case. Because of the occurrence of recent events- these events including, but not limited to, the self caused destruction of Mr. Moody's living place, his ten month isolation and imprisonment, and countless cases of using magic in plain view of Muggles so that the need for Oblivators were necessary- your current guardian is facing an inquiry on whether or not he is suitable to be living unsupervised, let alone with an underaged witch of no blood relation.
The Ministry writes to you, however, not to frighten you with our doubts of Mr. Moody's sanity but to inform you of joyous news! As heiress to both the Black and Lestrange families, the duty of educating you and insuring that you are raised into a proper, socially acceptable witch falls to the acting head of each family: Lucius Malfoy and Octanius Lestrange. And it is with great pleasure that the Ministry announced to you that both Lords have accepted this duty!
Another letter will be sent out shortly with more information on how your new guardianship will be chosen and-
Alexis to failed to finish the rest of the letter as it slipped from her limp fingers to the floor. She was motionless, unable think or even breath without using a great deal of effort.
"Hex?" asked Harry while Hermione picked up the letter. "Are you okay?"
Hermione gasped.
"They can't do this!" she said. "Hex! This isn't right!"
Alexis, unable to raise her voice, was only able to say three words.
"What. The. Hell?"
... Soooo... Surprise! Now things can get interesting this year, starting with Moody's sanity being questioned AS IT FREAKING SHOULD HAVE BEEN! Seriously, his locked in a trunk for ten months and everyone immediately thinks he's chill. WTF? Life doesn't work that way (#abouttogoallhypocriticalinnextcomment)
So, I refused to have Hex's letter come from an owl because I really wanted Blaise and Theo in this scene! I don't care if it doesn't make sense (#toldyou) to why Draco had the letter first, maybe his dad wanted him to personally delivered it so it wouldn't be known by everyone idk the point is I wanted Blaise and Theo in this chapter so they are!
Sorry if the fact that Alexis is now in all fifth year classes was confusing. I had some trouble explaining it but I hope it makes sense that the changing of Hex's class schedule was the first showing of Umbridge's power.
I'm also really thinking about making Dennis the Keeper because I think it will be as cute as hell if he is it. I can literally imagine him in a giant Quidditch uniform shaking with excitement so much that his broom looks as if it's vibrating. Soo Dennis.
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