the night i took a leap off the astronomy tower

Prologue

Alexandra Maeve Comwell never particularly enjoyed train rides. The smell of the engines flaring up, and the movement from the wheels striking the metal tracks left her feeling nauseated. However, for what seemed like the first time in her entire life, she couldn't wait to get onto the train in front of her; The Hogwarts Express. The train was incredibly beautiful, it was painted a fiery red colour, and the name of the train was printed in a small circular logo on the top. The name had been plated in a gold colour which made it appear like it was for royalty.

Alexandra stood on platform 9 and ¾ patiently waiting for the train to arrive, she had been rocking her feet back onto her heels out of nervousness. Her father, Richard Comwell, stood behind her gripping her shoulder tightly so tightly his knuckles began to turn white.

Next to Alexandra stood Sirius and Regulus Black, their parents standing behind them. Walburga Black, their mother, was furious. It was evident from the way her eyebrows were furrowed creating a large crease on her forehead, and the way her eyes were sporting a hostile glare. Her face grew incredibly red as the seconds increased, her jaw clenched.

A non-pureblood family had passed by them. The Black family had no shame in alerting others of their distaste for the non-magic community. In Front of Alexandra, was Narcissa Black and her soon-to-be betrothed Lucius Malfoy. Alexandra was grateful to have Narcissa with her--- Narcissa had garnered herself a reputation as the pureblood princess of Hogwarts; Alexandra's father would surely be happy if she were to do the same.

Alexandra wasn't quite sure if it was even possible. Narcissa was beautiful for her age and would surely increase in beauty as she grew. She had long beautiful shiny blonde hair with striking black streaks, she was slim around the waist and plump around the thighs and breasts. Alexandra could only hope she looked like Narcissa one day. Alexandra was peculiarly lanky for an eleven-year-old girl, her wrists so thin that you could nearly see through them. Her skin was so pale she resembled the finest of winter snows, and her hair so dark and wavy that it could only take after the darkest of night skies. Alexandra could only wish one day she became as beautiful as she sought out to be.

Alexandra was pulled out of her thoughts when the train's horn blew and hot clouds of grey smoke rolled past her. The train had officially arrived at the platform and it was time for the students to begin boarding. Alexandra felt the grip of her father tighten significantly, she turned to face him. All of the other students' parents had held them in one last embrace, Richard Comwell however had simply knelt, brushed the hair from his daughter's ear and whispered one last warning.

"You know what is expected of you Alexandra, don't you?" Alexandra shivered slightly as she felt her father's breath hit her ear.

"Know that if you dare disobey me I will find out and you will be punished." Mr.Comwell stood back away from his daughter allowing her to respond. Alexandra said nothing, simply nodding at him. Alexandra bowed to the Black family locking eyes with Regulus who offered her a shred of a smile and proceeded to follow Narcissa onto the train.

Sirius Black trailed quietly behind them, not daring to look back at his parents and younger brother just as Alexandra didn't look back at her father. Alexandra was never quite sure what to make of Sirius Black; he was different. Alexandra had grown up alongside the boy her entire life, when they were little she desperately wanted to be friends with him but as they grew her father forbade her from ever getting too close.

Strangely enough, however, she was quite close to his younger brother. Regulus had always been the more put-together of the black brothers. Mr.Comwell hadn't forbidden her from talking to him, instead, he encouraged it. Regulus was the perfect pureblood heir in his eyes, but Alexandra knew him better than anyone else, behind closed doors Regulus was just as rebellious as any child of his age.