As Draco walked through the streets of still sleeping London, he fingered the wand in his back pocket. Could he really use it again? No, he thought, magic had ruined his life. Why start back up with it now? Draco stopped suddenly thinking about how stupid it all was. Where was he going? What was he trying to find? Alexa was dead. She wasn't coming back. She was gone… forever.

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Alex Miller woke up in a cold sweat. She has just had a very bizarre dream.

She was running through the forest being chased by something. She ran until she reached the edge of the clearing and then hearing voices, she stopped. She looked through the shrubbery and saw two people standing in the clearing. One was a tall boy with blond hair and the other was…her. She stared in horror at the mirror image of herself. She was wearing what looked like a pure white dress and in her arms was a dead eagle, its blood dripping down the front of the sallow cloth. She stared at the two people. Neither said anything just looked at one another. She was about to say something when she felt hot breath on the back of her neck. She turned around and…

Alex shuddered, not wanting to think about the dream any longer. She was still hot and her throat was parched. She got out of her bed and went to the bathroom to get a drink of water.  As she was filling her glass, she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. She glanced behind her but no one was there. Nervously, Alex dumped the remaining water out of her glass and hurried to her room. She jumped back into bed and buried herself under her warm, fluffy covers. She fell asleep only to be greeted with more dreams.

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Draco continued walking into the night until he reached his destination. He walked into the small, smoky pub. He didn't look at anyone as he walked thru, he kept his eyes on the ground until he came to a small doorway at the very back of the tavern. He walked through the door and was face to face with a brick wall that hid the entrance to Diagon Alley. He gingerly pulled his wand out of his pocket and looked at. Once he came back to magic it would be hard to turn back. In the muggle world, things were not as easily fixed as they were in the wizarding world. A wand was a very powerful tool. Draco sighed and tapped three bricks in the wall. As the bricks slid back and forth revealing the true entrance to Diagon Alley, Draco knew there was no turning back.

As Draco stepped onto the cobblestone street, he was surprised to see that there were still quite a few people milling around in different shops. As he walked, he could recall all the times when he had come here with his father to get supplies for school. Hogwarts. As much as he hated to admit it, Draco missed Hogwarts. He had loved school and the challenges it had brought him. Someone passing by him bumped him roughly on the shoulder and Draco turned around sharply. That's when he saw her…

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Alex woke to the biting sound of her alarm clock. She looked at it. Its faint green digits read 8:00. Yawning, she pushed herself out of bed and began her daily routine. She ran to the bathroom and took her usual twenty minute shower, only getting out when her mom came upstairs and told her to hurry up or she'd be late. Begrudgingly, she got out of the shower and went back to her room. She looked in her closet and dressers but she didn't have anything to wear. Just as she was spazzing out she heard her mother yelling at her to get a move on. Sighing, she settled for a pair of yesterday's jeans and her favorite sweatshirt, which she threw on before running down the stairs to the kitchen. She was greeted with the smell of freshly baked blueberry muffins and her mother sitting at the kitchen table reading the latest Bentley Little book.

"Good morning sweetie. You had better shake a leg or you are going to be late."

Alexa looked at her watch 8:25.

"Great! I'm going to be late yet again!"

She reached into the refrigerator to get some orange juice and surprised at how heavy it was dropped it on the floor. The carton burst open, showering Alex unmercifully. Her mother looked up from her book and laughed at the bewildered look and Alex's face.

"You had better change. I'll clean this up. Hurry up Alex. I'm tired of your teachers calling here all the time because you are always late. It's making me look bad."

She smiled at her daughter as she went to get the mop.

"Love you."

Alex looked at her mother and smiled.

"I love you too mom. Now, I have to go change."

She ran up the stairs and began her pursuit of an acceptable outfit.

Ten minutes and four outfits later, Alex was sprinting down the stairs

******

"Don't you ever do that to me again!"

Narcissa Malfoy paced back and forth in front of her son who was staring off into space with his arms crossed tightly. After nearly scaring her to death by leaving the house in the middle of the night, Draco had returned home a few hours later and even more distant than before. Looking at him she saw that he had that look in his eyes that he got when he was deep in thought. Narcissa knew exactly what was on his mind.

Alexa

"Draco, she's not coming back. Nothing anyone can do will be able to bring her back. Honey, you have to let it go now. It's been half a year. You've sat here and wasted away long enough. You need to get out, do something"

Draco looked down at the carpet, his armed still folded.

"I saw her mom. I saw her."

Narcissa cocked her head suspiciously and stopped pacing.

"Who did you see?"

Draco looked up from the floor and into his mother's questioning eyes.

"I saw Alexa. At least I thought I did. I was walking around in Diagon Alley and and I saw her. When I called out to her, she turned around and pointed at something past me. I looked and when I turned to face her she was gone. But I know it was her."

Narcissa knelt next to her son.

"Oh Draco, it wasn't Alexa…she's dead."

Draco rose stiffly causing Narcissa to jump back in fright. His sudden changes in his moods were beginning to unnerve her.

"I'm going out. I will be back in a while."

Narcissa stood and met her son's steely gaze.

"I don't think that that's such a good idea Draco. I think that you should go upstairs and get some…"

Before she could finish her sentence, Draco was out the door.

******

Alex flew out of the door grabbing a muffin from the kitchen table as she left. She was going be late for school. Again. She hurried down the sidewalk towards school and promptly tripped on her untied shoelaces. She managed to catch herself before she fell. However, the notebook that she had been carrying crashed to the ground, sending papers flying out in all directions. As she knelt down to pick them up, someone else knelt down to help her. She looked up at the person and smiled.

"Thanks, I really appreciate it."

The boy didn't say anything back but proceeded to stare her down. He had short blonde hair and blue-grey eyes. He was rather tall and looked as though he had seen a ghost. Alex closed her eyes for a second. The boy was making her uncomfortable…staring at her like that. She slowly opened her eyes.

"Well, I had better be going. I'm late for school."

She turned on her heel, realized she was late and was about to start running when the boy called out to her.

"Alexa."

She turned around…

Well, this seems to be my worst chapter ever. Sorry about that.