Disclaimer: lyrics belong to David Bowie and the characters to J.K. Rowling. The plot however is mine.

Absolute beginners.

"Please don't let us be to late, please don't let us be to late." Ginny muttered as she ran hell for leather, Hermione barely keeping up with her. As they burst through the doors, they saw Tinker crying over his mistress. "Wake up Mrs! Wake, oh what is Tinker going to dooo!" the distraught house elf wailed. Hermione picked Tinker up and sat him in a chair. "You just stay there Tinker, we will have your mistress restored in just a few seconds." Hermione said brightly. Ginny mean while was frantically trying to feel for any sign of life?

As Hermione knelt down next to her, Ginny gave up her search.

"She is dead." Said Ginny shocked. "There is no pulse and she is not breathing."

"No!" wailed Tinker "Mrs is NOT dead. Mrs is resting! You has to take her to bed. Then she is waking up." Tinker snuffled as he ran over to his mistress and tried to pick her up. Ginny stared at the elf blankly. Hermione smiled. "Of course! The curse!" she exclaimed. "The sentinels must have drained her powers. If we can get her to hospital, then she might recover."

Tinker began jumping up and down. "Oh knowledgeable Miss! Clever miss!" he squeaked.

Ginny shrugged her shoulders. "It can't do her any damage." She concluded. Therefore, the two withes carried Alexandra to her room. There they sat and waited.

Alexander opened her eyes slowly. She could make out two figures on the end of her bed. As the world shifted into focus, Alexandra recognised them as Ginny and Hermione.

"How long have I been out for?" Alexandra asked. Her voice was husky through lack of use.

"21 hours." Hermione said as she got up and poured Alexandra a drink.

"An hour for each year of my life." Alexandra replied cheerfully.

"Yes. We contacted Hecuba but she refused to help us." Ginny explained.

"Thank you." Alexandra said as she accepted the drink form Hermione. "Where is every one else?" she asked taking a sip.

"They are all in the living room. Harry is literally sitting on Lee. We did not think it was a good time for him to see you." Hermione said.

Alexandra laughed. "Have you told him why I am back yet?"

"Harry or Lee?"

"Both."

"We thought it best if you told them." Hermione said nervously.

"Very well. There is no time like the present."

Ginny raised her eyebrow sceptically. "Are you sure you are strong enough?"

"Yes, but I think I should tell every one at the same time."

Hermione nodded and called for Harry, Ron, Draco, The twins and Lee.

They filed in and sat down around Alexandra. When the boys had settled down Alexandra began to explain why she was there.

"It was Hermione who first noticed it. When she was looking though Lilly's diary she noticed that Lilly had noted that there was a prophecy made at the beginning of the ministry. It told of how the world would tear its self apart. For years, this idea has been scoffed at, until now. Just after Hermione and Ginny completed the charm, the noticed that pieces of magic were not working properly. They were subtle differences. The colour of a potion would change by a shade for example. A transfigured snuffbox would continue to sneeze. I presume you have all noticed such things." Alexandra asked the boys.

"Er no." George said.

"No of course not. You are men and you look at the bigger picture. Well the bigger picture is chaos. Spells will back fire. Charms will reverse them selves." Alexandra snapped. "We and all we stand for will be destroyed."

"What can we do to stop it?" Harry asked quietly.

Alexandra smiled. "Bugger all. There is no way to heal such a rift."

The door swung open to reveal Draco. He swept into the room and sat at the foot of Alexandra's bed. Ginny, Harry and the twins hissed in perfect unison. Hermione contented her self with glaring at his arrival and Alexandra smiled at him.

"As I was saying there is no probable way to heal it. The only thing we can do is keep trying. We might stumble on a way, you never know." Alexandra finished cheerfully.

"So there is nothing we can do?" Fred said slowly.

"Alexandra grinned at him inanely. "You don't bloody listen do you?" she trilled. "All we can do is try for pot luck."

Harry raised his eyebrow questioningly at Hermione. Hermione shook her head and mouthed later at him.

"Well I think we had better leave you. We will have to start looking for a cure won't we." Ginny said patiently, ushering ever one out.

Once they were all assembled in the library. Harry cornered Hermione.

"'Mione what is up with Alexandra?" he whispered.

"We don't know. She seems to have gone through a personality change. It can happen after such an event. The person develops a bipolar disorder. Unlike true bipolar suffers they are either permanently up or down. Alexandra appears to be up thank Merlin."

"So what does that mean in English?" Harry asked.

"Well she will have poor judgement and an exaggerated belief in her ability. So, we cannot let her near anything. We have had to bind her powers so she does not hurt her self. She will sleep less. In other words, life is going to be hell for m now on. Some will have to sit with her constantly. We cannot risk letting her lose like this. If the press ever got hold of this, we are in deep trouble as it is." Hermione explained.

The group the moved into Alexandra's house. Hermione set up a complicated system where by every one was either sleeping, eating researching or sitting with Alexandra.

A/N

Ok. So this has been amended and I think I am back on track.