Alexandria gazed outside one of the filthy windows from her estate. It had been left to her and her brother after her mother's passing and her father's incarceration. The houselves did their jobs of caring for them and a few servants, but once they were old enough most were sent away. Alexandria had no need for common servers and neither did her brother. The two had cared for themselves long enough, the idea of someone waiting on them hand and foot, it was an annoyance.

The young woman pulled on her dark green dress, one that fit to her body and complimented her curves. Alex was known for looking her prime, especially since she knew that job opportunities were everywhere in this magical world.

Turning from the window, she pulled a ebony cloak from her wardrobe and tied a knot around her neck. Glancing into her full length mirror, she nodded in acceptance of the way she looked. It was time to head to Knockturn Alley to see what items might be found that would interest her. It was hard to find anything that caught her interest now, but the dark artifacts of the past seemed to come about in random moments. Closing her eyes for a moment, she invisioned where she wanted to go and opened her eyes to see the entrance of the alley before her.

With a simple smirk, she walked on ahead. It was common for most women to hide who they were, but not Alexandria. It was a common sight to see her here, but she had recently been vacant from these streets. As she disappeared into the darkened shops, she looked for anything that might be of interest to her, but after three failed attempts, she resorted to going to a local inn. Upon entering she was greeted with both dirty looks as well as a smirk from behind the bar.

"Ah, Miss Flint, what a pleasant surprise to see you enter my establishment today." The elder man said as she walked into the inn. There were so many shady customers around that most young women would steer clear, but she pushed her way pass the crazed and approached the older gentleman.

"Yes, it has been a while. I would like my regular and I will be sitting at my normal place." The woman said, pointing past the dining area towards the back. One of the other tables were taken by a hooded figure, but that wasn't uncommon to see. After a moment, she had finally made it to her place and sat down, removing her cloak to show off the beautiful green dress and her own appearance. It wasn't something she was uncomfortable doing either. After a few minutes, a plate was placed before her with a tall glass of wine to wash down the meal.

The beverage taste lingered in her mouth after it was well within her own stomach. It warmed her from the inside out and made her smile as she placed her drink down. It was wonderful. The sounds around the inn was full of laughter, but also the dark talks. People were shady here and she was okay with that. Alexandria didn't mind that at all, it helped her find the items she sought. She knew that Draco Malfoy was still a collector of dark artifacts, but he did it to get them out of the hands of dark witches and wizards. Alexandria collected them to have, she didn't know if she would ever use them.

As she relaxed into the old wooden bench, she let her fingers sit on the table and fiddled them slightly. Her eyes searched for interesting conversation and she had yet to find anything. The moment from the corner of her eye made her glance over at the other before she pulled her hood off. She knew that young lady, a fellow student from Hogwarts, but she wasn't a Slytherin. It was quiet strange to see her here.

"Hello Miss Flint. Is this seat taken?" Alexandria smirked and shook her head softly. "No, please join me."