A/N I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING! I ONLY OWN THIS PLOT! THANKS TO MY AMAZING AND WONDERFUL BETA ELENA RAIN! I KNOW THIS WAS ALREADY POSTED BUT I WENT BACK TO MAKE A VERY SMALL CHANGE.

A few weeks passed by and Malfoy and Alex grew closer. Alex was still very private with certain things and didn't tell Malfoy anything she wouldn't want to get out. But he did know a few secrets and promised to tell no one but Alex was a little hesitant not knowing if he'd keep his promise.

After breakfast one morning Alex had Potions alone with Malfoy. She was actually very excited about it. She went into the classroom not knowing that this class was going to change her life forever.

She saw Malfoy and he waved her over to him. She went and sat down next to him.

"What's up, Russo?" he asked poking her in the side.

She squeaked. "Don't, you know I'm ticklish."

He chuckled. "Of course, I do." He poked her again in the side making her squeak. "It's why I'm doing it."

"Malfoy, quit it!" she squealed as giggles broke from her lips.

He laughed and continued to tickle her. She reached out and started to tickle him back. He let out a girlish squeal and pulled back. Alex smirked "Oh, would you look at that. Wittle Malfoy is ticklish!"

"Alex Russo don't you dare."

"Stop tickling me and I won't tickle you."

They both had their hands up ready to attack the other at any moment.

"All right, you win. I hate being tickled so you win." Malfoy said.

Alex laughed. "I always do. Where is our Professor, he or she is late?"

Malfoy shrugged. "We've had several different teachers this whole year so I don't know who is teaching today."

Just then the classroom door opened and a voice said "Silence everyone, let's get right down to today's lesson."

Malfoy tensed as Alex looked worried. They both knew that voice all too well. It was Lucius Malfoy…Draco's father. They both gulped knowing Malfoy was going to either have to be mean again or finally get the courage and stand up to his father. Alex had a bad feeling he was choosing the first option.

"Today, we will be making a secret telling potion. If given the potion, it becomes impossible to keep any secrets from anyone. Now, turn in your books to page 345 and start making the potion. Then we are going to have some fun with it." Mr. Malfoy said

Alex and Malfoy gulped, this was not going to end well. They got working on their assignment.

"Look, Alex, whatever happens I'll be the one to drink this potion. I've got no secrets from you. I won't make you drink this." Malfoy told her seriously.

Alex just nodded nervously.

When they were finished with the potion they sat their quietly.

"Mrs. Russo, Mr. Malfoy, are you two finished?" Draco's father asked.

"Yes, Sir." Alex answered softly.

"Splendid, come on to the front of the room and bring your creation with you."

Alex and Malfoy looked to each other worriedly. Malfoy gave her hand a squeeze and then they got up and went to the front.

"Now, we're going to see if you made this the right way. Drink it."

Malfoy went to drink it but his dad stopped him. "Draco, have I not taught you any manners? Ladies first, Mrs. Russo?"

Alex gulped and shook her head.

"Come now, Mrs. Russo do you want to fail my class?"

Alex shook her head again.

"I'll drink it father, leave her alone."

"I don't want you to drink it, Draco, I want her to drink it! Plus why are you defending her? Are you two friends?"

"No!" Malfoy said quickly. "I just…I…she told me all her secrets. She has nothing good."

"Oh really?"

"Yes, Sir, Alex told me all her deep dark secrets."

A huge smirk appeared on Mrs. Malfoy's lips. Alex gulped. She had a bad feeling in the bit of her stomach that wouldn't go away.

"Well in that case, neither of you have to drink the potions and you'll both get a passing grade in my class if…"

"If what…" Alex asked, her voice shaking.

"If Draco here tells the class ALL of your secrets."

Alex looked to Malfoy with fear in her eyes. Now was the moment of truth…would Malfoy betray her or defend her?

"I've already told you, Sir, she has no good secrets to share. They're boring and useless." Malfoy told his father.

"If they were boring and useless they wouldn't be called secrets now come on, tell us everything there is to know about Alex Russo."

Alex and Malfoy shared a look. Alex's eyes were pleading and desperate. Malfoy looked to his father and said "No."

Everyone in the class gasped, even Alex.

"Excuse me, what did you just say to me?" Mr. Malfoy asked.

"Did you hear me old man, I said no!" Malfoy bit back.

"Draco Malfoy you are NOT to speak to me that way."

"What are you going to do, hit me? Go ahead it will just show everyone how evil you really are."

"I will send you to Detention for the rest of the year!"

"Ok, anything is better than betraying my friend, that's right I said it. Alex Russo is my friend and I'm not going to betray her just so you can be happy!"

Alex could have sworn she saw smoke coming from Mr. Malfoy's ears and his face turned fire red. To everyone's surprise Mr. Malfoy back handed Malfoy across the face causing him to hit his head on one of the desk and black out.

"NO! MALFOY!" Alex screamed as she went to rush to his side. Mr. Malfoy grabbed Alex by her hair and lifted her off the ground as she screamed in pain as fresh tears slipped down her cheeks. "Let me go! Let me go!"

She reached into her boot and pulled out her wand. Before she could even cast a spell her wand flew out of her hand and across the room.

"NO!"

"And you call yourself a wizard, no wonder your mother gave you away. You must have been such a disappointment to her."

"Shut up!"

Mr. Malfoy slapped her across the face. "Do not speak to me like that. Your father would be disappointed in you."

"No, he'd be proud I'm sticking up for myself!" Alex told him trying to be brave.

"You couldn't defend yourself as baby what makes you think you can do it now?"

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me, I know Alex, I know everything about the night your father was murdered."

"How?"

"Who do you think told Voldermort where you lived and who your father was?"

"Why would you do that?" Alex cried.

"Because your father was an idiot! He thought he was this great inventor when in reality all he was, was a fake! He didn't know a good spell from a bad one! He was an idiot and a failure as a wizard."

"Shut up, you know nothing about my father! NOTHING!"

"I know you're the one who killed him."

Alex froze and for the first time stopped struggling. Mr. Malfoy dropped Alex onto the ground. She didn't even realize her arm making a loud CRACKING sound as she fell.

"That's right, you told Lord Voleramort to end your father's suffering and to take away all his pain. He was just granting your wish."

"I DIDN'T WISH FOR HIM TO DIE! I DIDN'T WISH FOR THAT! I ONLY WANTED HIM TO STOP HURTING MY DADDY! I WANTED HIM TO LEAVE MY DADDY ALONE!" Alex cried. She suddenly felt like she was on trial for murder and had to defend herself. "HE TWISTED MY WORDS AROUND! I DIDN'T MEAN IT!"

"But of course you did. That's all right. Nobody blames you. I'm sure it wasn't easy living with a stupid father. I'm sure people laughed at you all the time, and told you your father was an idiot. I'm sure ending his life was such an easy choice for you."

"I DIDN'T MAKE THAT CHOICE!" Alex was passed hysterical by now and was headed right into a panic attack. Her father's murder was just the topic to send her into hyperventilation.

Justin, where are you? Please help me! Please, Harry, Hermione, anybody help me!

Alex thought in her head.

Over in Harry's class he was copying down some important notes when all of a sudden he heard Alex's voice in his head. "Harry, where are you? Please help me! Please, Harry, Hermione, anybody help me!"

Confused he looked up from his paper and looked around. There was no Alex anywhere in sight. Shaking it off he went back to his work until he heard it again. "Harry, where are you? Please help me! Please, Harry, Hermione, anybody help me!"

Harry looked up and looked around again. Everyone else was focused on their assignment. Why did he suddenly get this sicking feeling that Alex was in danger?

Suddenly a student ran in. "Help, Professor McGonagall, Help! Professor Malfoy is hurting one of his students please come help!"

Harry leaped from his seats and took off in run before Professor McGonagall could even process what was just said. Then she too took off running.

Justin and Harry burst into the classroom and gasped. Alex had been forced into a corner, she was curled up into a tight ball and rocking back and forth as she cried hysterically, shook dangerously, and hyperventilated for air.

Mr. Malfoy was standing towering over her yelling in her face how she was responsible for her father's death.

"GET AWAY FROM HER!" Harry yelled.

"LEAVE HER ALONE!" Justin yelled at the same time.

They both ran over to her. Harry pushed Mr. Malfoy away from Alex as Justin knelt down by her side to try and calm her down.

"Alex, Baby, hey, it's ok now. It's over, it's all over. You're safe. Nobody is going to hurt you. Shhh, you're safe, shhh." Justin cooed her.

Alex fell into his arms still in panic attack mode. Justin lifted her up and walked out of the room. If he was going to calm her down he had to get her to a place she felt safe.

They arrived at the common room and Justin set his sister on the couch. She was already slowly calming down.

"There we go, see that's better. We're safe here, nobody can hurt us." Justin cooed.

"I-I wa-want Har-Harry." Alex stuttered through her tears.

"He just has to wait with Mr. Malfoy until Professor McGonagall can get there and remove him."

"Mal-Malfoy…" Alex gasped out. "H-He's hurt."

"Shhh, just focus on breathing. Harry and Hermione will take care of him."

Alex shook her head. "I-I-I wan-want Har-Har-Harry!"

"He's coming, Baby, I promise he's coming."

Harry and Hermione came in a few minutes later.

"Harry!" Alex squeaked out.

"I'm here, Baby, I'm right here." Harry went right over to her and pulled her into his arms hugging her tight. Alex finally started to calm down as Harry whispered comforting things into her ear and rubbed her back.

"Mal-Malfoy?" Alex asked.

"He's ok, a small bump but nothing worse. He'll be sleeping for the rest of the day but tomorrow he'll wake up and be as good as new." Hermione said also rubbing her back.

"Do you want to talk about what happen?" Justin asked as gently as he could. He wanted to know what happen but didn't want to push if Alex wasn't ready.

Alex opened her mouth about to speak when the door opened again and Ron walked in. "I knew it!" he shouted. I knew he was a trouble maker! I knew he'd hurt you, and I knew he'd betray you! I just knew it!"

"Ron, this isn't what Alex needs right now." Hermione said angrily.

"It's true! I told her, did I not? I told her this would come back to haunt her and it did. Now look at her, she'd curled up crying her eyes out like baby. All this could have been prevented if you just listened to me."

Alex closed her mouth, no longer willing to speak and quickly looked away from everyone. Her hyperventilation and shaking came back full force.

"Hey, hey, hey, Harry cooed. "It's ok, it's ok, shhh, you're all right, shhh."

"Don't listen to Ron; he's just being a jerk. You're safe." Justin told her rubbing her back.

"Want me to tape his mouth shut again?" Hermione asked half just trying to make Alex smile, half serious.

A soft, quiet mouse like giggle escaped her lips and she nodded softly, her breathing going back to normal and her shaking coming to halt.

Hermione looked to Ron and muttered the spell again and once more Ron's lips were sealed shut and every time he spoke it was muffled.

Alex still didn't look at anyone. "I'm not saying anything." She told them.

"Why not?"

Alex didn't answer and everyone else sighed. Maybe Ron was right? Maybe Malfoy had betrayed Alex and that's why she wasn't speaking. How would they ever find out the truth?

A/N so there you have it, Malfoy is the good guy! But how will everyone else learn that? Read the next chapter to find out. Leave me your thoughts in a review.

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