.Chapter Three.
Up, Up, and Away
Alexia sat gazing off across the field while Madame Hooch continued to talk about boarding a broom. Unfortunately, she had to take this class while the rest of the fourth years got free time, since she hadn't learned to fly in the first year. She was in the class with the current first years, and found flying to be rather easy once you got the gist of it.
Although, Alexia had never flown on a broomstick, nor ever imagined she would, she had been a bright girl in her regular school full of muggles, and she really didn't need to hear Madame Hooch repeat herself a dozen times. She had understood how to do it after the second time.
The class was finally dismissed, as Alexia hurried off the field. She walked along one of the outdoor corridors, seeing many unfamiliar faces walking by. A gust of wind blew by, causing Alexia's Gryffindor robe to blow about, and her hair whirl in the wind. She turned her head slightly, to see Draco turn the corner. "Hey Draco."
Draco looked over at her, it was the first time Alexia had seen him without his two trusty sidekicks since the night that they met. "Hello, Blondie." Draco said, replying to her warm welcome.
"Blondie?" She questioned.
"Yes." Draco said, taking a hold of some of Alexia's blonde hair. "Blondie." Alexia looked at him and laughed. It was probably some payback for calling him Draco. Go figure, it's only his first name. "Coming from flying classes, I presume?" He asked, looking down at her broomstick in hand.
"Yes. I imagine you know how much fun the first day of class can be?" Alexia said sarcastically.
"Oh yes. A blast, listening to Madame Hooch go over and over and over what you are supposed to do. I remember it quite well. Although me and Potter did get in a bit of a brawl that day." He said, thinking back to his first few days of Hogwarts, and chuckling. "So, you do know that your friends probably don't want you talking to me, don't you?" Draco said, cocking his head to the side. Alexia intrigued him. It seemed as though she didn't care, but he figured it was lack of knowledge.
Draco was a good six inches taller than Alexia, causing her to look up at him while she spoke. "I'm well aware of that, Draco. Hermione already let me know that they can't stand you, and that I'm not really supposed to talk to you or anything." Alexia said, as the two continued to walk. "But, you haven't done anything to me personally, so why shouldn't I?" She asked, not completely expecting an answer.
And she didn't get one.
Draco looked further down the corridor, and saw Crabbe and Goyle standing with some other Slytherins. "I, uh, I've got to go. See you around." Draco said, quickly walking off before Alexia got the chance to say goodbye. She dismissed it, and continued to walk to the Gryffindor Common Room, as Draco watched her walk away once he got over to his fellow Slytherins.
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"How did flying go, Alexia?" Piper asked, remembering that today was her first lesson. Piper had known from her old school how to fly. Hermione sat with Piper, anxiously awaiting her answer.
"It was alright. Doesn't seem to hard." Alexia said, taking her books and placing them on her bed. Hermione could tell that she had something else on her mind, but decided not to pressure her into telling it ... just yet.
The three walked down to the Common Room, to hang out with Ron and Harry. Once they got there, they noticed no one else was, except a few random boys sitting over on the couches. "Hello Harry, Hello Ron." The girls greeted, in sync.
"Hello girls." Ron replied, taking a seat next to Piper. Harry and Hermione had been shocked at Ron's forwardness with Piper, although Harry thought it entertaining to see Ron acting this way.
They walked outside, only to meet up with the frenzied Neville. "Harry! Harry! Come quick. Hagrid sent me to find you. Dobby. He's hurt. Come on." Neville said, tugging at Harry's wrist as Hermione and Alexia followed. Piper and Ron trailed behind, but carried at a steady pace.
"What happened?" Harry asked, stepping foot inside Hagrid's home. He looked down and saw Dobby laying on the edge. "Hagrid, what happened?" He saw that Dobby wasn't moving. "We have to get him to the hospital straight away." He reminisced on when Dobby had tried to save him, and he freed him from the Malfoys. Tears sprung to his eyes seeing the limp body before him.
"Harry... there's, there's nothing else I can do. I'm afraid, I'm afraid we've lost him." Hagrid said, wrapping Harry in a hug, as Hermione and Alexia stepped back in utter disgust. Who would hurt such an innocent creature? All he ever wanted to do was help.
Harry was outraged, as tears started to fall down his cheeks. He couldn't control himself. "Settle down, Harry. Settle down. He came here to tell you something, but don't be alarmed. I'm sure it was just a routine visit." Hagrid said, trying to console the poor boy.
"It's all my fault." Harry muttered under his breath.
"No, No it's not, Harry." Hermione said, rubbing his back. "Dobby loved you, he would have done anything to save you. Don't worry. It will all be okay." Alexia just stood back and watched. She didn't know how to react.
"W-What happened?" Harry cried out. He wanted to know what had become of his dear friend Dobby.
"Someone took a bludger to his head. That was too much for the poor thing. There was no way he could have survived it, Harry. But he's in a better place now. And I'm sure he's still watching over you." Hagrid said, handing Harry a cup of hot tea he had just poured.
Harry sipped it down, welcomingly, and placed it on the table. He took the back of his hand and wiped his tears away. "Thank you, Hagrid." He spoke calmly and quietly, taking another sip of his tea.
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An hour later, the five of them were out of Hagrid's and decided it be best for Harry not to think of Dobby for the time being, so they decided to walk around the school and get some fresh air. That's what Harry needed most. Fresh air, and a chance to think.
Hermione turned the corner and rolled her eyes at the sight. There was a man with long blonde hair, who seemed to be scolding Draco. "Who's that?" Alexia asked curiously.
"Lucius Malfoy. Draco's father." Hermione grumbled, apparently unpleased with the sight before her. She groaned and continued to walk closer, knowing there was no other way around the spot.
Lucius stopped talking and lifted his head up to meet Harry's eyes as they came closer. Harry's deep eyes met his iced blue eyes. Draco turned to see what had caught his father's attention. "Well, Hello Mr. Potter." Mr. Malfoy smirked.
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