Expect the Unexpected (Clexa)

Understanding {Chapter 11}

Author's Note: Hey guys! Sorry for the extra long wait, I've just been in over my head in a few things, not to mention I was away at a sleep away camp for a month. So the first part is going to kind of be switching between perspectives. Some of it will be Raven and Octavia, but most of it will be Lexa. The rest will follow Clarke, as usual.

Raven and Octavia watched Lexa curiously. Octavia furrowed her brow, fidgeting around in the seat to try to see what was happening. As Lexa saw Clarke and Niylah moving closer she pulled out her wand, placing it under the table to make it less visible. Lexa gripped her wand tightly in hand, preparing herself to cast a spell.

"What is she doing?" Raven whispered, and Octavia shrugged. They listen closely, watching Lexa attentively.

"Contralectus," they hear Lexa whisper-cough, trying to be subtle. They watch Niylah fall off of her seat and land on her back with a groan. Clarke turned to Niylah, offering her hand to help Niylah up, but she politely declined, gesturing with her hands. Niylah stood up and dusted herself off, looking for anything that would have caused her to fall.

"How did she know that spell?" Raven asked Octavia, and she shrugged again.

"Maybe she guessed," Octavia suggested, and Raven scoffed.

"Sure, yeah, she just happened to guess a spell that would knock Niylah off of her seat," Raven rolled her eyes. Octavia clenched her teeth and crossed her arms

"Well I don't know, you asked!" Octavia whisper-shouted.

"What's going on?" Lincoln gingerly took a a seat next to Octavia, his brow knit together in confusion.

"The commander's jealous," Raven nodded her head towards Lexa, who was still glaring at Clarke and Niylah. Clarke and Niylah walked out of the Great Hall, chatting as they made their way out of the large wooden doors and through the archway to the clock tower courtyard. Lexa abruptly stood up, causing the wooden bench to move backwards. "Hey, hey, wait up," Raven called after Lexa, and Lexa turned around, whipping her robe with an icy glare still etched to her face. She dropped her expression when she realized Raven was trying to be friendly, but she still pursed her lips as she glanced at where Clarke and Niylah had just left.

"Maybe you just need to calm down, let's head to the Hufflepuff common room," Octavia, Raven, and Lincoln grabbed Lexa's hands, and Lexa grunted as she tried to wriggle out of her friends' grip. It was no use, because Lincoln already had his hand clamped tightly onto Lexa, and were dragging her away.

"What're you talking about, I don't need to calm down," Lexa grunted, struggling in Lincoln's iron grip.

"Obviously. Maybe we should just talk in the common room, you know?" Lexa rolled her eyes at Octavia's sarcasm, but let them drag her away anyways.

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They all let go of Lexa and set her down on one of the cream colored couched next to the window. The light was shining through, and dust particles could be seen floating aimlessly through the air. Lincoln, Octavia, and Raven took a seat opposite to Lexa, Octavia grinning suspiciously.

"So, do you have a crush on Clarke?" Octavia asked, directing her gaze to Lexa with a smirk.

"What're you talking about?" Lexa asks, raising her eyebrow. "I do not have a crush on Clarke," Lexa crossed her arms, and looked at the fire.

"Denial," Raven coughed. Lexa glared at her, and Raven rolled her eyes. "Come on, I think we all saw the death glare you were giving Niylah," Lexa crossed her arms and grinded her teeth.

"I did no such thing, and I just don't think that-" Lexa paused to hold her stomach. Raven, Octavia, and Lincoln looked at her strangely. "It's my soulmate," Lexa rasped out, and her friends nodded. She took a few seconds to catch her breath, and noticed writing appearing on her hand.