"Malfoy what are you doing!"
Ron strode over to where Draco and Alexa were on the floor and pulled Draco up by his collar.
"What did you do to her? I swear you just don't waste any time do you? Always pouncing on someone eh? Well I'm not having this anymore! We've taken enough crap off of you for long enough!"
As Ron was ranting and raving, Alexa stood up and grabbed Draco's hand. Ron was so ignorant.
"Ron, why don't you just leave? Why don't you all just leave? I'm fine, Draco wasn't doing anything wrong!"
Harry glanced at Alexa. She looked angry but also scared. He knew something big was going on and he wanted to know what it was.
"Alexa are you sure that you are okay?"
Alexa tensed as Harry spoke to her.
"I'm fine. Now if you would please excuse us."
She turned and practically dragged Malfoy out of the library, leaving Harry, Ron, and Hermione speechless. Hermione let out a sigh.
"I know what's happening with her."
Harry turned to Hermione giving her a weird look.
"What are you talking about?"
Hermione tucked a strand of unruly hair behind her ear.
"Harry, she's in denial. She obviously likes Malfoy but she doesn't want any of us to know. It's probably because she knows we don't get along with Malfoy and she didn't want to jeopardize her relationships with us."
Ron crossed his arms over his chest and looked at Hermione skeptically.
"Since when did you become an expert on relationships?"
Hermione blushed deeply
"Well…when I was dating Krum I had to figure some things out and I read this book…"
Ron laughed loudly causing Hermione to shoot daggers in his direction.
"Ron you are so difficult to deal with!"
Ron tried to wipe the grin off his face but couldn't.
"I'm sorry Hermione it's just that sounds… funny coming from you."
Hermione's anger was quickly rising and the last thing Harry wanted was another fight between her and Ron.
"So Hermione what exactly do we do about it?"
Hermione shot Ron one last look and turned to Harry.
"We just have to let her know that we can be mature when it comes to Malfoy and that we realize that it's her choice on who she dates. Okay?"
She looked at the two boys sternly who were nodding.
"Alright then," she said satisfied, "shall we go find the two?"
******
Draco and Alexa had been wandering around the school for a little over an hour. They hadn't said a word to each other since they were in the library, they knew what the other was thinking. Alexa didn't want to die but she saw what Voldemort had did to the lives of his followers and their families; how could she not do her part in bringing him to justice? Draco knew that his father was in on this. He was angry at himself for being seen crying by the Dream Team. He was embarrassed that he had showed weakness when he should have been standing strong. More than that, he was scared for Alexa. Letting out a sob, Alexa stopped walking and sat down in the middle of the deserted hallway. She was tired and she was beginning to feel a little queasy. Seeing that she had stopped walking, Draco stooped down so he could look into her eyes.
"Are you okay?"
Alexa closed her eyes and thought for a minute. Would it really be that bad to be used as a tool of Voldemort? As she slowly opened her eyes Draco gasped at what he saw. Her eyes were no longer their normal dark brown but were pitch black. As much as he wanted to run, Draco was hypnotized by those eyes. As Alexa slowly stood she began to speak. She sounded like herself, but Draco knew that words weren't hers.
"Mørk har komme. Han har komme å tilgodehavende henne. Du kan ikke opphøre seg. Hun er borte og han lov. Du har blitt advarte."
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Alexa collapsed, unconscious. Guardedly, Draco went to help her up. He was scared beyond words. The color was drained from his face and he was shaking uncontrollably. He propped Alexa up against the wall and ran to get help. He was getting help for Alexa…wasn't he?
