18. Detention, wishes and trapdoors
A/N: I own Lexie, Max and Ruby. Everything and everyone else belongs to J.K. Rowling
As promised, Lexie spent the following days helping the trio with Quirrel but her resolve was tested the day the three got the note one morning that the egg was hatching. She wanted to stick to her decision, if Lucius were to find out that she knew about the egg, and that Ron was involved too, he would no doubt make all sorts of noise about Ron's father. She didn't want them to get into trouble because of her so she very reluctantly went about her day of classes and preparing for exams.
It was later when she happened upon her brother bragging to his friend's about Potter having a dragon and getting "the oaf" thrown off the grounds that she tried to step in. She approached him and grabbed his arm, bodily dragging him away from his friends.
"Stop it Draco, stop whatever you're planning!" She said firmly but he just smirked at her. She stepped closer, "I will make your tongue green and polka-dotted for a week if you so much as tell another soul."
Draco stared at her incredulously, "you wouldn't dare."
Lexie glared back. "Do you really want to find out?"
Unfortunately her threat didn't work and not only did Harry and Hermione get in trouble for their plan to send the dragon to Ron's brother in Romania, but Neville did too. Lexie hated the way everyone treated the three and took to spending most of her time with Neville. Harry and Hermione at least had Ron, while Neville had no body. She also hexed the twins when they made some faux-whispered comments about the boy. She helped him as much as she could to prepare for the exams but she could tell the loss of points and the school's heavy silent treatment was still affecting him too much for the boy to concentrate.
The exams were almost a welcome distraction from all the drama, and Lexie worried that she would mess up but once the exams got closer, she felt confident. The dragon was gone, soon it would be the end of term and everyone would left their grudges go. What she forgot about was the Stone, and the detention.
Lexie watched as Harry, Hermione and Neville got their notices and tried to cheer Neville up but the poor boy was shaking in fear. That night she and Ron waited, well actually Ron fell asleep, but she still waited. He became wide-eyed and shouted something about Qudditch fouls when Harry shook him awake. He and Hermione told the two of them what happened in the forest, while Neville went straight to bed. Hermione took a seat beside Lexie and smiled in thanks as the other girl covered her in a blanket while Harry paced.
"Snape wants the stone for Voldemort…Voldemort's waiting in the forest…and all this time we thought Snape wanted to get rich…"
"Stop saying the name will you?" Ron whispered, and Lexie scoffed.
"Why? If he wanted to kill them he'd have done it. I hardly doubt saying the bloody name will make him storm up here to do it now."
Harry ignored them both, "Firenze saved me except he shouldn't have so Bane was furious. They were talking about Mars and not to interfere with the planet's…they must say that Voldemort is trying to come back…Bane thinks Voldemort should have killed me, it's probably written up there too."
Ron hissed again about not saying Voldemort's name and Lexie leaned into his ear and said it repeatedly to annoy him. "Voldemort, Voldemort, Voldemort!" He swatted her away as Harry continued, not paying them any mind.
"All I have to do now is wait, Snape will steal the Stone, Voldemort will be able to come and finish me off then. Well, I suppose Bane'll be happy…"
Hermione looked very frightened but she tried to comfort him, "Harry everyone says Dumbledore's the only one Voldemort's afraid of. You-Know-Who won't touch you with him around. Besides, who cares if the centaur's right, Professor McGonagall says fortune telling is a shady branch of magic."
"Voldemort!" Lexie cried. The three looked at her and she shrugged. "It's just a name. Whatever happens will happen, the most we can do is keep an eye on Snape and make sure Harry stays alive." Lexie looked at her friend, "I don't fancy one of my best friends dying thank you very much."
The exams came fast and Fluffy still guarded the third floor, so their attention turned to the end of the year tests. The classroom they were in was stifling, and it wasn't a comfortable heat, it was the muggy kind that you'd expect in the States like Texas. Anti-Cheating quills were given out and the written exams began. Professor Flitwick called them one by one to have them try and make a pineapple tap-dance. Professor McGonagall watched as her students were given a mouse to turn into a snuffbox, points were added based on how pretty it looked while they lost points if it had whiskers or a tail. Snape made everyone nervous, looking disdainfully over their shoulders while they tried to remember the ingredients for the Forgetfulness potion. Lexie had very little problems in her exams due to all her practicing and studying, and Snape looked slightly less sour as he watched her work, both knowing she had mastered the potion months ago.
Harry seemed to have the most trouble, he kept rubbing his forehead during the exams and the four of them knew it was because of his scar. He also shared with them his dreams where he saw a flash of green light and heard a cold laugh, only now there was a hooded figure dripping silver blood. Lexie worried, she knew seeing this bothered her friend but she felt powerless to help him. He was always worried about the stone but the others weren't as concerned since he was the one more stressed. Not only was his scar bothering him but the dreams and the memories of the light and the laugh heard his own. They did their best to reassure him however, which he appreciated.
The last exam was in History of Magic, which was easily the most boring class. The instructor of this class was the ghost, Professor Binns. The exam was simple, one hour of answering questions on long-dead wizards and goblin rebellions and then they were free. Free at least until their results came back a week later. When Professor Binns told them to put their quills down, everyone in the room cheered.
"I thought that would be harder," Hermione said as all the students flocked outside onto the sunny lawn. Lexie wandered away toward where the twins and the Quidditch match commentator, Lee Jordan were tickling the giant squid's tentacles. George gave her a large grin and picked her up over his shoulder, tickling her mercilessly. From her position over his shoulder between shrieks of laughter she tickled him back till he called a truce and set her down. She sat at the very edge of the water as she watched the twins and listened to them talk Quidditch.
Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Harry jump to his feet from where he and Ron and Hermione lounged on the grass. He started walking away swiftly with the other two following but she was far too comfortable to get up so she stayed where she was, hoping nothing was wrong. A moment later George laid next to her on the grass while Fred continued his conversation with Lee.
"How were exams?" He asked, watching the clouds with her.
"I think they were alright, I'm glad they're over finally. How about you?"
George shrugged and raised his wand, "Aphaca
Lexie watched as he conjured a dandelion and offered it to her, blushing a little. She spun it between her fingertips, watching it twirl.
"You should come visit during the summer," he said as he watched her.
"I don't know if I can," she frowned and answered his next question. "Lucius sent me a letter a few weeks ago saying I'm going to be learning how to be a proper Malfoy."
"I see," Lexie noticed that George looked saddened by the statement and turned on her side.
"I'll try though."
He smiled at the girl next to him and wished she was just a couple years older so he could kiss her. Instead he watched as she toyed with the flower in her hand. "Aren't you going to make a wish?"
Lexie looked at the flower, wondering what she would wish for if it could be anything. The faces of her parents came into her mind, then those of the Malfoy's. I wish they would accept me for me
, she wished and blew gently on it. They watched as the seed heads blew away with the breeze and smiled at each other happily. She always felt accepted with George and Fred, she thought as she lay back down.
At dinner she listened as Harry filled her in on the puzzle pieces he had put together and their plan to go through the trapdoor. The plan worried her but again, she could do nothing. That night was going to be a very restless one, as Lexie tried to follow her roommate's chatter while hoping the trio would be alright. She was also rethinking her decision, she did not feel very brave sitting in her room where it was safe, all to be part of her family. She wondered if her father had felt like this ever, and occupied herself reading his journal. Finally she decided to head down to the common room, if only to wish them luck and found them sitting before the fire place.
Everyone was drifting off to bed as Ron told Harry to get the cloak and he did. She watched Hermione skim her books for different spells she thought they might need. Lexie stood as Harry returned carrying the cloak and hugged him. "Good luck," she told him and he smiled at her nervously.
It was when they were throwing the cloak over themselves that Neville spoke up from a corner of the room, none of them had noticed him there.
"What are you doing?" Neville asked, holding Trevor as he stood from behind the armchair.
"Nothing, Neville, nothing." Harry hurriedly stuffed the cloak behind his back but Neville didn't look fooled.
"You're going out again."
"No, no, no," Hermione added quickly. "We're not. It's late, why don't you go on up to bed, Neville?"
Lexie glanced at the grandfather clock, they really couldn't afford to waste much more time, Snape could already be down the trapdoor.
"No. You can't go out, you'll be caught again. Gryffindor can't get in any more trouble," said Neville.
"You don't understand," said Harry, "this is important."
Lexie caught Hermione's eye as Neville seemed to be thinking of doing something desperate to stop them.
"I won't let you," he said as he moved in front of the portrait. "I'll—I'll fight you!"
"Neville," Ron exclaimed exasperatedly, "get away from there, don't be an idiot—."
"Don't call me an idiot!" cried Neville. "I don't think you should break more rules! And you told me to stand up to people!"
"Neville," Lexie added soothingly, "this isn't like that." Ron stepped toward Neville but the poor boy stood his ground.
"Neville," Hermione said as she stepped forward. "I'm really, really sorry about this." She raised her wand and Neville shrank back. "Petrificus Totalis
Lexie watched as his arms and legs snapped together and he began to fall, and she hurriedly cast a spell to make a pillow float toward him as Hermione turned him over. She slipped it under his head as they apologized and hurried out the portrait hole. Lexie waited a good ten minutes before she turned to Neville and cast a sleep spell on him. "You'll understand later, Neville."
Once he was asleep she took the spell off him and levitated him up the stairs to his door, carefully tucking him into his own bed before returning downstairs to wait.
The next morning when Hermione and Ron returned and filled her in, she went immediately to see Dumbledore. The Headmaster listened to how Neville had stood up to the trio, thinking they were going out to break the rules.
"It takes great courage to do what Neville did, but tell me Alexis, what is it that troubles you?" The aged wizard asked the girl before him. Lexie stood and began to pace the office, arms folded tightly against her chest.
"I didn't do anything Headmaster," she spat, "I just let them go."
"Would you have stopped them as well?"
"No, that's not what I meant." Lexie sighed, "I thought that if Lucius found out I helped I'd be sent back to the orphanage. How is that brave and courageous?"
Dumbledore sat back in his chair and watched Lexie pace. "Did you not help them Miss Malfoy?"
"Yes of course I did," she said dismissively.
"Were you aware of the dragon, Norbert?"
"Yes," Lexie stopped to look at him in confusion. What was he getting at?
"And why did you not help Mister Potter and Miss Granger send the dragon away?"
"I didn't want Lucius to find out," she answered.
"And why is that?"
Lexie's expression shifted, "to keep him from getting Ron's family in trouble. I didn't want them to get in trouble because of something I knew."
"There are all sorts of bravery Miss Malfoy," Dumbledore informed the girl. "You, who have never had a family, turned from your friends in an attempt to protect them. It is to be expected that you would want to hold onto them."
"I still think I should have helped," she muttered.
"Miss Malfoy you helped to the best of your ability, and reported your classmate's act of bravery," he said. "You have the rest of your life to be brave my dear, let it be enough that you stood for what you believed in: Family."
Lexie left the Headmaster's office in thought and went to visit Harry when he woke four days later, relieved to see he was alive and well. The feast that night brought a change of decoration as he awarded the trio points for their actions with the stone, and some even went to Neville. Lexie spent the next few days in a haze, packing and getting ready to return home to the Malfoy's. Exam results came back and Lexie was proud to see she had done well and soon the day came to leave.
Lexie would never forget her first year, or all the friends she'd made.A/N: Well that's the end of book 1! I've decided to split the books up as follows: Story one will contain book 1-3 of the Harry Potter stories, while the sequel will contain the rest. Thanks for reading up to this point and for an added bonus I even have the first chapter of Book 2 ready!