Alexander was cursed. He just knew it. He ran down the hall and quickly jumped behind a statue. Raylen knew almost all of his classes and wouldn’t leave him alone. It was driving him crazy.
“…Hmm. I could have sworn I saw Alexander.”
He peered around the statue, breathing a sigh of relief. It was only Amara. “Hey Amara.”
She jumped as he reveled himself. “Why were you hiding?”
Alexander winced. “I thought you were Raylen…she won’t leave me alone.”
Amara laughed, “agh…poor baby.”
Alexander couldn’t help but smile. Amara was really blossoming like a flower here at Hogwarts. Granted he didn’t know her all that well, but even he could tell there was something different about her.
“Did you need something?”
She blushed, and looked down at her feet. “Well…I really liked helping you out on the train and…” she paused.
Alexander grinned, “any time you want to help me all you have to do is ask.”
She smiled. “Really?”
He nodded. “Your only eleven and I can already see the talent you have…even Dante and Ana Maria acknowledged it. No sense if hiding it from the world.”
“Oh…thank youthankyou.” She hugged him hard around the middle. She let go, and giving him another big smile was off in a flash.
Alexander watched her go with a smile. As he glanced down the hall his eyes caught sight of Raylen, marching towards him with a determined expression on his face.
“Alexander! You better not-“
He promptly turned and fled to find Dante. They needed to come up with a plan to get Raylen off his back.
By dinnertime, Alexander had set his plan in motion. He neared the great hall, and took a deep breath before steeling his nerves and opening the door. His eyes zeroed in on the Ravenclaw table, eyeing Dante, who gave a nod.
Alexander made his way over to the Gryffindor table, taking his place. Sure enough Raylen made a dash over to his side.
“Alexander, I haven’t seen you all day.” She laced her arm through Alexander’s, leaning her head on his shoulder.
Alexander was about to reply when he felt someone glaring at him from behind. Raylen’s arm was pulled away from Alexander’s and Dante had a fierce look on his face.
She was confused. “Dante…what are you doing?”
He sighed, holding in his anger, although Alexander knew it was all for show. “Ray…Alexander isn’t yours…and he never will be.”
She frowned, “what do you mean?”
Dante smirked. “Simply…this.”
He roughly grabbed Alexander by the shoulders, and smashed his lips to Alexander’s. A gasp rose from the crowd, and even though Alexander knew it was fake, he was blown away by Dante’s kiss. Alexander gasped, and Dante used this to deepen the kiss, forcefully taking control. Alexander could do nothing but cling to Dante’s shirt; his knees were so shaky.
All too soon, Dante released him, turning to Raylen, who had tears in her eyes. Alexander was taken aback, “…Ray…”
She shook her head, and ran from the room as the noise rose back up again. Dante grabbed his hand, “don’t…Ray needed to know…she’ll get over it.”
Alexander morosely nodded, “yeah. I guess your right.” He sighed. Dante clapped him on the shoulder. “It will be fine.” Dante kissed him on the cheek; “I’ll see you later.”
Alexander grinned as Dante walked away.
“Well that was a steamy show.”
“Yeah…who knew you had it in you.”
Both Elara and Ginny had come to sit next to him, side by side. He smirked. “Well, I’m in love…what can I say.”
Both girls laughed, and the mood became light as dinner passed by with Alexander enjoying the time with his new friends.
Both Severus and Remus were listening to Amara describe her day in detail. It was the first time she had come to see them since school had started.
“And then Alexander said I could help him out sometimes…”
Severus coughed. “When did you get so close with Alexander Medici?”
Amara paused and looked up at her fathers with a shy glance. “Why…are you afraid he’ll take my innocence away?”
Remus tried not to laugh, while Severus glared. “You have been spending far to much time in the presence of that brat Regulas who takes after his father.”
This time Remus couldn’t help but laugh. “Sev…don’t be so harsh on Reg.”
Amara smiled, “anyway…I met Alexander on the train. Teddy wouldn’t let me sit with him and I couldn’t find the others so I wandered into the compartment that Alexander and his friends were in. He let me help with his lyrics.”
Amara stood up and kissed her fathers on the cheeks. “I’m going back to the common room. I’ll see you guys later.”
Remus frowned. “Alexander Medici?” He turned to Severus, “there’s something strange about him…”
Severus nodded, “I know what you mean.” He paused and bit his lip nervously.
“Sev?” Remus peered up at him with an anxious expression. Severus shook his head, “I’m starting to think that Lily might be right.”
“What do you mean?”
“I got a good look at his eyes the other day…just like Lily’s.”
Remus wasn’t so sure. Although he had taken to watching the young man in class; Remus couldn’t help but notice strange similarities between Alexander, Aiden and James. It was almost weird. He looked out the window, hoping that everything would work itself out.
Later that night Lily was beside herself with worry. It was getting closer to the first task and one of her children was in it. She’d always known it could have been a possibility but it actually happening, so she would just have to trust that Dumbledore knew what he was doing.
“Lily?” A sleep rumpled James came out of their bedroom to sit next to her on the sofa. “What’s wrong?”
Lily laid her head on his shoulders, and looked up at him with a smile. “Nothing’s wrong.”
James peered at her but didn’t press the issue, content to just sit and hold his wife in his arms. Suffice to say she was probably worrying about Aiden and the tournament, but he was a smart kid and knew what to do. He would be fine.
James got a glint in his eyes and smirked down at his wife. “What say you to a midnight stroll?”
Lily couldn’t help herself and laughed. James was doing some kind of wiggle with his eyebrows and over all it made him look quite comical. Maybe a walk was just what she needed. “Alright.”
He took her hand and led her out into the dark hallways of Hogwarts, every so often stopping to partake in old teenage fantasies. They were somewhere near the seventh floor when Lily heard a beautiful melody coming from somewhere.
She stopped. “James…do you hear that?”
He paused, listened for a moment, and then shook his head. “What is it?”
Lily paid him no mind; moving forward to where she thought the noise was coming from. She peered into the slightly open door, and let out a silent gasp.
“Lily.” James said from behind her.
She waved him forward, and he too let out a silent gasp. They couldn’t believe what they were seeing. They waited until the piece was finished.
“That was beautiful.”
Alexander was being plagued by nightmares again. This time it was of an old man that looked vaguely familiar. Always this old man pointed a wand in Alexander’s face, and said some unfamiliar word then he knew no more.
He sat up in bed. The nightmares were becoming more and more frequent. It was playing havoc with his mind. He rubbed his hands up his face into his hair. He hadn’t had nightmares this bad since he was little. Katherine did what she thought was right, and had taken him to a mind healer.
The mind healer had done basically nothing but tell Katherine that the only way to get the nightmares to stop was to take a potion that would lock away all the bad memories. She had agreed at once, and the potion was made and the nightmares vanished overnight.
He shouldn’t be having this problem. He groaned then stopped as something clicked in his mind. The reason he was having nightmares must have to be because what happened in his past happened here…at Hogwarts.
This meant that his family was close.
He sighed and stopped thinking about it. He needed some peace and quiet and knew just what to do. He pulled on a shirt, and then tiptoed out of the common room and to that nifty room on the seventh floor.
When he arrived as before a beautiful grand piano made itself available to Alexander. He sat down, ran his fingers on the keys and began playing. Losing himself in the moment and composing his thoughts to reality.
He had just finished when he heard a voice. “That was beautiful.”
He jumped and turned to see both the professor Potters standing behind him. Lily Potter had tears in her eyes at the haunting melody. “I haven’t heard that before…is it new?”
Alexander slowly nodded. “It always helps me calm down by placing my feelings into music.”
He lifted his head up to meet her gaze. Lily’s breath stopped, as did James. Now he knew what Lily had been talking about. Alexander’s eyes were almost an exact copy of Lily’s eyes.
Alexander couldn’t help but stare back. There was something about the Potters that reminded him of home…of safety…of family. His breathing quickened, he needed to get out of here.
“Excuse me,” he quickly spoke then ran out the door leaving behind two very confused adults.
Aiden was a little pale. Looking around he saw that the other champions were also looking pale. He swallowed. Why had he ever signed up for this?
While they waited in a tent he could hear the stomps and the sounds of the other students arriving in the arena. He glanced over at Alexander, who seemed to be clutching his necklace. Aiden thought about what he had discovered in regards to memory spells.
Alexander caught him staring and gave him a wide grin. “Are you ready for this?”
Aiden shivered. “I don’t think I’ll ever be ready…I can’t believe I wanted to sign up for this.”
Alexander laughed. “I’m sure it won’t be so bad. I’ve heard of your adventures…you can handle it.”
Aiden grinned. “That’s true.”
Alexander felt a hand on his shoulders. “Ah…hey Stephen.”
Aiden glanced at the international famous quidditch player. Stephen Luna had dark brown hair and intense purple eyes. It was of an almost unnatural color, especially for a boy.
Alexander grinned, “this is Aiden Potter…who I’m sure you already know.”
Stephen Luna smiled. “Everyone knows Aiden Potter. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
They were about to get into a very intense conversation on the finer forms of quidditch when Dumbledore called for the champions to gather around him. He held in his hands a small velvet bag, and held it out for each champion to take their pick from what was inside.
Raylen went first. She pulled out a miniature common welsh green with the number 1 around it’s neck.
Stephen was next. He pulled out a Swedish snortsnot with the number 3 around its neck.
Aiden reached his hand in and pulled out Ukrainian underbelly with the number 2 on its neck.
Finally it was Alexander’s turn. He pulled out the remaining dragon, a Hungarian Horntail, with the number 4 around its neck.
Dumbledore clapped his hands, his eyes twinkling. “Well there you have it. This task is meant to challenge your bravery. Your task is to collect the golden egg. The number on the neck refers to the number you shall be going.”
He waved Raylen forward. “Miss Raylen…I do believe you are first.”
She gulped but stepped forward.
Dumbledore continued. “When we call your name, step out into the arena. Best of luck to each and every one of you.”
He left with the other heads of the schools to take their places at the judging table. A moment later…”Welcome to the first task of the tri-wizard tournament. First up is Miss Raylen of Beauxbatons.”
Alexander stepped up next to her. She was still mad for what had happened but she was relenting, he could tell.
“You’ll be fine.”
She peered up through her eyelashes, “…you think so?”
Alexander nodded. “I know so…do your best.”
She nodded and left the tent. The three remaining champions held their breaths as they could only imagine what was happening. Finally a roar from the crowd and “she’s got the egg,” let them know that she had succeeded.
It was Aiden’s turn. He gulped. He could do this. He felt Alexander and Stephen come up next to him.
“Good Luck.” They both said simultaneously.
“Without further ado…Mr. Aiden Potter of Hogwarts.”
Aiden shook off his nerves and exited to the arena. Alexander and Stephen waited with a bundle of nerves. After what seemed like hours, but was really only a few minutes, the crowd roared again.
“Next is Mr. Stephen Luna of Drumstrang.”
Stephen gave a little wave at Alexander before he too exited to the arena. Alexander was left alone, trying not to think about what was about to happen. Finally, “He’s done it…he’s got the egg.”
Alexander took a deep calming breath.
“Finally…Mr. Alexander Medici of Hogwarts.” A loud cheer rose up at his name, even louder then Stephen’s or Raylen’s had been. He exited out to the arena. The Hungarian Horntail was looking at him with beady yellow eyes, and snorting smoke in his direction. Her tail whipped out dangerously close and Alexander ignored the spikes. The dragon breathed in about to spew her flames, and Alexander whipped out his wand yelling, “glacious.” Yelling it at the same time, he froze the flames and put all his effort into the spell. He grinned as he saw that he had accomplished what he wanted to do. The dragon was now a pure crystal ice sculpture…of course it wouldn’t hold for long so he made his way to grab the golden egg and get out of there.
He was so focused that he forgot that he was in front of a crowd, and was brought back to reality with the cheers from his peers. He quickly got out of the way of the dragon handlers, and made his way over to where he saw Dante waving at him on the side.
“That was brilliant Alexander.” Dante was grinning like a fool, albeit a handsome one though.
Alexander grinned back, “why thank you.”
Another roar from the crowd had Alexander turning to see
that they had displayed his scores.
“A perfect score…congratulations.”
He turned and frowned. He wasn’t in the mood to deal with his mother. “Mamma…why are you here?”
Katherine sighed. “I told you Alexander…I’m only worried about you.”
Alexander closed his eyes. He knew that his mother cared but if she truly supported him in his dream then she would back off. Right now he needed the space to figure out his future.
“I think right now, it would be best if we didn’t see each other for some time.”
“Alexander…you can’t mean…”
“Mamma, I do. I love you…I do, but I need to figure this out on my own.”
Alexander promptly turned and walked away. Dante stayed behind briefly to shrug apologetically before running after him. Katherine was dejected. “Hey…I wouldn’t worry. He’s a teenager…their known to be rebellious at some point.”
Katherine didn’t laugh. Sirius sighed, took her hands and led her away. “Come on…let’s go.”
He said a few words with his friends, before he apperated her away back to Black Manor. He didn’t say anything either as he led her into the living room and set her on the sofa.
A pop and the house elf appeared in the room. “what does blood traitor master wish?”
Sirius growled, “just a glass of wine.”
Krecher grimaced but nodded and vanished.
Sirius turned back around to see that Katherine had gotten up and was looking at the pictures on the walls.
Katherine couldn’t help but want to look at the pictures. One in particular caught her eyes and she was drawn to it. Hidden behind plenty of other pictures, one wouldn’t think that it wanted to be seen. It appeared to be of a boy about 4 with messy black hair that hid a familiar scar and green eyes who was seated in Sirius’s lap. Both had enormous smiles on their faces and every so often Sirius would lean over and blow kisses on the boy’s face who would giggle. It was clear that Sirius loved the little boy in the picture and the little boy loved Sirius as well.
She twirled around. Sirius was next to her with a brooding expression on his face. “Who?”
“Harry…he was the eldest son of the Potter’s. When he was five,” he paused almost as if he couldn’t go on. “When he was five, he was kidnapped. His body was never found. It tore his family apart.”
Katherine’s heart was thumping in her chest. She didn’t want to believe this. Their Harry was her Alexander. “They don’t seem like they’re in distress.”
Sirius sighed. “That’s because they hide it well. It still tears them up inside that they still don’t know what happened to him.”
Katherine didn’t know what to do. Should she tell Alexander or should she keep it a secret. Keeping it a secret would have horrible consequences on their relationship, she was sure. She closed her eyes. She thought of how Alexander had suffered from nightmares as a young child. At the time she had thought it had to do with his family, thinking that they had abused and abandoned the young child. Now she wasn’t so sure. It was obvious that his family still cared a lot for the boy.
She almost lost her lunch. Her happiness had come at the cost of this family’s happiness. Someone had destroyed it for more nefarious purposes.
“Katherine. Are you okay?”
She turned tear filled eyes at Sirius and slowly shook her head. “I’m so sorry.”
Sirius was confused and it was evident on his face. He gathered her in his arms, wrapping them around her shoulders. “Hey now…it will be fine.”
She shook her head. She wasn’t so sure. She suddenly realized that she was in Sirius’s arms. She blushed. She hadn’t been this close to a man since her accident, and she found that she missed the warmth.
She blushed as that thought crept its way to the front of her mind. She peered up at Sirius and before she knew it, their lips came together. Her mind went blank with a sudden desire for the man in front of her. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer even as he deepened the kiss.
Finally they broke apart, both staring into each other’s eyes. Sirius got a glint in his eyes, and flashed them both to what appeared to be the master bedroom. Katherine paused for one second before throwing caution to the wind. She wanted Sirius, and she was acting on it.
He kissed her again, and she lost herself to the man known as Sirius Black.
When Katherine woke the next morning, she warmed at the thought of what had transpired last night. Other memories quickly came to her, and she rolled over, ashamed at what she was hiding.
Sirius stirred at her movement. “…Katherine?”
She shook her head, but all Sirius did was pull her into his arms. Katherine was losing her willpower. “I’m sorry. I can’t do this.”
She pulled away. Sirius was confused. ‘What do you mean?”
She looked away, “I have a confession to make.”
Sirius’s eyes narrowed, and he used his hand to guide her face back to his so that their eyes met. “Tell me…what confession?”
Dumbledore was perplexed. There was something about that Alexander Medici, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. The power behind that spell wasn’t something a kid his age should be able to possess, but Alexander had wielded it effortlessly.
He also seemed to be getting on well with his year mates. Aiden Potter especially seemed to be getting close to the boy. Dumbledore was starting to notice little glares Aiden was sending his way as if his trust in Dumbledore was waning. That wouldn’t do. Alexander Medici was an independent thinker and had the power to sway Aiden from Dumbledore’s side.
However the situation would have to be dealt with quietly. He couldn’t forget that the Medici’s were an extremely influential family, plus had friends in high places. He would have to think more carefully on this…one wrong move could destroy everything he’d been striving for.
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