Draco looked into her eyes as if somehow they held the answer to his question.
"What is it Alexa? What do you want to tell me?"
Alexa looked at him and her eyes began to well with tears. No, she thought, he doesn't know. She had to tell him.
"Draco I don't know how to tell you this…"
Draco slid his chair closer to Alexa so that their faces were even closer.
"Alexa, you have to tell me. I need to know."
Alexa nodded.
"When my father died…it was around the time when Voldemort came back with the help of Quirrel, remember?
Draco nodded enthusiastically.
"Yeah I know but what does that have to do with what you wanted to tell me?"
Alexa finally found the courage to look into his eyes and instead of seeing anger as she had expected she saw…fear?
"You and I both know that are fathers were death eaters together but what you probably didn't know was that my father did not stay loyal to Voldemort when he fell. When Voldemort fell, my father was the first to curse his name and as a result was the first killed when Voldemort was able to come back. My dad didn't die in a car accident…your father killed him."
Draco's face changed being scared to being angry.
"You're lying! My father and your father were best friends! He would never do that! A Malfoy is always loyal! I don't believe you!"
Tears were streaming down Alexa's cheeks and somehow the look of sorrow on her face mad Draco stay planted in his seat. He wanted to leave so bad. Leave the library, school, anything. He needed to get away. But he knew that Alexa was telling the truth. As much as he didn't want to believe it he knew Alexa as telling the truth. He need…no, he wanted to hear it.
"Draco I'm sorry you had to find out like this but let me finish before you leave."
Alexa took a deep breath and continued.
"My mom and I were really shaken up by my father's murder. I mean we saw it happen right in front of us. On minute he and my father were arguing and the next minute my dad was dead and yours was gone. You have to believe me! We knew that we couldn't stay at our house because we were likely to be next so we left telling everyone that we were going to live with my mother's sister. I guess your father was convinced because he never came near my aunt. We didn't go to my aunt's though we went to one of my mom's closest friends."
Alexa paused to look into Draco's steely eyes which were now void of an emotion.
"We…we went to Snape."
At that Draco's head snapped up and Alexa knew she had all of his attention.
"He helped us to find a place to stay. He was there for us in our time of need. When my mother died, she left me her small fortune and I stayed with my aunt. Before my mother died, I learned that I had the power to do wand less magic. Snape saw this power and convinced my aunt to let me come to Hogwarts."
Draco couldn't take being silent anymore.
"What's so bad about this then? Why are you so upset? Alexa?"
Alexa didn't say anything she just let the silent tears stream down her face.
"I was sent here to protect him. But I was also sent here to kill him."
Draco was confused.
"Who were you sent to protect? And Kill? Potter?"
Silently Alexa nodded. She then rolled up the sleeve of the shirt and Draco gasped at what he was. In between Alexa's wrist and elbow was the Dark Mark. The mark his father bore, the mark he would bear. The only thing strange about Alexa's mark was the lighting bolt shaped scar running through it.
"Don't you see Draco? I'm torn between good and evil. My father gave me this when he died," she cried pointing to the Dark Mark, "and my mother gave me this scar when she died. It's all in the book. Read it if you don't believe me. Soon I will be under the full influence of Voldemort but at the same time…I'll be strong enough to resist. You see, there's a battle going on inside of me, a fight for power. Draco… I'm torn. I am the Chosen One. How I got to be the Chosen One I don't know. But I am."
She gently traced the lighting shaped scar. Draco stared at her in disbelief. Alexa looked Draco in the face solemnly.
"Draco together this mark…they…they are going to bring Voldemort back to full strength."
Draco jumped out of his chair, knocking it over.
"No that can't be! It's not true! When is this going to happen?"
Alexa nodded sadly and shrugged her shoulders.
"I'm afraid it is. I don't know when it's going to happen. The only way I can stop this is if Harry…if Harry…if he kills me. He has to kill me. The one who lived has to kill me."
Draco was shocked. He couldn't let that happen.
"No Alexa I can't let you do this!"
Alexa walked over to Draco and cupped his face in her hands.
"Draco, you have to…we have no other choice. It's the only way we can fully destroy Voldemort."
Draco's mind was all a blur he felt the tears welling in his eyes and he didn't even bother to push them back. He knew that he couldn't hide his feelings from her anymore.
"Alexa you can't do this…I love you."
The two slid down to the floor, holding and comforting each other. They didn't even notice when Harry, Ron, and Hermione came in looking for Alexa.