A/N - I changed Justin and Max's house.
Alex and Harry sat facing Hermione and Ron, thier hands intertwined.
"So Harry, did you… like… you know…" Ron asked nervously.
"Talked to me about my lightning scar on my wrist? Yep, he did. I'm going to ask my dad about it in the holidays." Alex replied nodding her head.
Hermione leaned forward in her position from in the couch (next to Ron while Harry and Alex sat on the floor in front of the fire) and gestures towards their locked hands.
"Something else you want to tell us?" She raised an eyebrow making Alex blush and Harry laugh but grin.
"Yup. We kissed and now we are an item!" Harry said really happily. "Imagine Justin's face when he finds out!"
Alex groaned in terror. Justin would be unbelievable.
Ron however didn't seem so convinced.
"How are you so happy Alex? I mean you found out you have a freaky look-a-like scar, yet you're still fine?" Ron looked puzzled before Hermione hit him on the head with a random quibbler left lying on the floor.
"Just because you have the emotional range of a teaspoon!"
The quarter took one look at each other and burst into laughs for the rest of the night.
Harry and Alex walked hand in hand down towards the Great Hall for breakfast (Alex still wondered why it was called the great hall but that's completely off topic) and were so far avoiding any people.
They had spoken to Hermione and Ron who decided to go ahead so that Harry and Alex could walk in together.
As they walked into the great hall, everyone saw their hands locked together and stopped talking. A few people went back to their previous conversation but the vast majority started whispering and pointing.
As they sat down, (Alex beside Hermione and Ginny, Harry beside Seamus and Ron and Neville sitting beside Ron with dean beside Seamus) the whispers died down mainly but were sill there.
"When did this happen?" Seamus asked in his Irish accent, his smile reaching his ears, motioning to them.
"Yesterday after the thing." Harry replied. Everyone nodded knowing that the thing Harry was referring to was the Dumbledore' Army meeting.
"Here comes Justin and Max. Look Alex! They look like two people on a mission. You know the sort of James Bond sort of face with the awesome theme tune?" Dean said pointing them out.
"Never heard of it in my life Dean." All the wizards who didn't grow up around muggles said at the same time.
Justin and Max had finally arrived for Alex. Justin was the first to break the silence.
"Alex. A word in private. NOW!" Alex shrugged and followed Max and Justin out of the Great Hall giving the group of friends a reassuring smile.
The walked (for what seemed like ages for Alex but was only really a few minutes) until the brothers stopped at a empty classroom and pushed Alex inside.
"You can't go out with Potter. I won't allow it." Justin said. Max nodded and scowled to show his agreement.
Alex clenched her fists. What was up with them? Since when had they got any input in her decisions?
"What is wrong with you? I'm in love with Harry, face it. I know you hate my friends because we're in Gryffindor but I made my own decisions."
Justin spun around to leave but Alex grabbed onto his left sleeve and tried to pull him back.
Instead his sleeve pulled up to his left elbow revealing a black sort of tattoo. Alex quickly pulled up Max's sleeve to see the same on his left arm as well. She recognised the tattoo and gasped. Taking a step away from them, she raised her wand.
Justin's face turned from shock to rage to annoyance then back to rage. Max's face was almost an identical mirror also turning from shock to rage to annoyance and then back to rage.
"How could you?"
"Alex, look-"
"I trusted you. Both of you. "
"Just following in our families history. You are the let down of the family Alex! Our family has been the second best supporters of The Lord (just below the Malfoy's) since his reign started. Then you have to get sorted into Gryffindor. The prophecy said you would be the decider of who would win the Wizarding war, Light, or Darkness. That's why he tried to kill you that night! You were round at the Potters house as Sirius Black is your freaking God-Father. Dad had it all planned out!" Max yelled at Alex his wand pointing towards her.
Alex had her wand in her hand.
"I can't believe it. Is that why you needed new wands? Our american ones don't work when corrupted with darkness. You forgot on one thing though, bringing me here to take me to Baldemort. I still have my Anerican wand. You better get running boys. I'm never saying I'm related to you again! Or dad! But yeah like I was saying, you better run, cos I'm flashing straight to Dumbledores office." Alex said in a hurry clenching her wand in her hand.
"You have no proof!" Justin stated knowing no one would believe her.
Max and Justin's jaw dropped when they saw Alex waving her camera.
"Actually, I just froze time and took some photos. Bye!"
She flashed herself into Dumbledores office. Dumbledore was sitting at his desk and looked up to see Alex almost in a state if shock.
Dumbledore motioned to a seat. "Miss Russo. Please sit down and regain some breath." She nodded and sat on the chair in front of his desk.
She repeated the whole thing over and over in her head and withdrew the memory from her by using the tip of her wand. She placed it into a bottle and corked the lid.
"Everything. In. Bottle. Tired. Let. Trio. See. Memory. Too. Tired. Sleep." Alex was so shocked she fell asleep in her chair.
Dumbledore lied her on the ragged sofa in the corner of his office. He sent for the Golden Trio.
They were at his office in a matter of minutes.
"Sir, what wrong?" Hermione asked.
Dumbledore explained. "Miss Russo 'flashed' I think American wizards call it. It's basically apparition except there's no age limit. Back on track, she was in a really bad state and looked in really bad shock, and before she passed out she gave me this memory. Right. Place your faces into the pensive and we shall watch what happened to you friend or in Harry's case, girlfriend. Teachers know these things."
Harry blushed and they all went into the pensive.
"What is wrong with you? I'm in love with Harry, face it. I know you hate my friends because we're in Gryffindor but I made my own decisions."
Justin spun around to leave but Alex grabbed onto his left sleeve and tried to pull him back.
Instead his sleeve pulled up to his left elbow revealing a black sort of tattoo. Alex quickly pulled up Max's sleeve to see the same on his left arm as well. She recognised the tattoo and gasped. Taking a step away from them, she raised her wand.
Harry, Hermione, Ron and Dumbledore all gasped. Hermione covered her mouth and Dumbledore shook his head.
Justin's face turned from shock to rage to annoyance then back to rage. Max's face was almost an identical mirror also turning from shock to rage to annoyance and then back to rage.
"How could you?"
"Alex, look-"
"I trusted you. Both of you. "
"Just following in our families history. You are the let down of the family Alex! Our family has been the second best supporters of The Lord (just below the Malfoy's) since his reign started. Then you have to get sorted into Gryffindor. The prophecy said you would be the decider of who would win the Wizarding war, Light, or Darkness. That's why he tried to kill you that night! You were round at the Potters house as Remus Lupin is your freaking God-Father. Dad had it all planned out!" Max yelled at Alex his wand pointing towards her.
Harry was in shock. Lupin was Alex's god-father and she didnt even know until then.
Alex had her wand in her hand.
"I can't believe it. Is that why you needed new wands? Our american ones don't work when corrupted with darkness. You forgot on one thing though, bringing me here to take me to Baldemort."
Ron laughed, Hermione gasped, Dumbledore chuckled silently and Harry grinned at Alex's word for Voldemort.
"I still have my American wand."
Alex voiced rang out as the memory disappeared and they took their heads out of the pensive, to no longer find themselves in the empty classroom but back in Dumbledore's office.
They all stared at Alex's sleeping form on the ragged sofa in the corner of Dumbledore's office.
One thing was for sure, Alex's family had a lot they weren't telling her.
Merry Christmas Everyone!
This has been the longest chapter so far!
And in answer to your review Nausicaa of the Spirits, I'm thinking Alex to be honest but I'm not sure.