Sawyer had not expected to see a familiar name in the criminal files he had been sifting through, and yet, he had. Now, Alexis d'Eath didn't have a record anything like Morrigan Devlin, Naomi Greyback, or the other werewolves that were in his file. In fact, there was no definite proof against her, but she was suspected to have turned a few victims, and to possibly have aligned with the Death Eaters.
This was rather sad to Sawyer. Alexis had been an innocent little second year when he knew her. He had dealt with her on occasion as Head Boy, but she was either a victim or a helpful, innocent bystander. She had seemed wide eyed and sweet- not capable of being a killer. He had never even thought she may end up like her family, who were notorious for cruelty. He had suspected her to be a breath of fresh air.
Even Sawyer could be wrong.
He had been heading into her cafe when he saw her begin to leave. He pulled away, standing in the street and watching the door. She left and he watched her work her way down the street. She ducked into a shop and he took to the street, entering the shop a minute or so after her.
Sawyer glanced around, and spotted her. Just as he did, her eyes glanced up and met his. He raised his eyebrows, smiling a little and approaching her. "Alexis? I don't suppose you recognize me. I was Head Boy during your second year. Sawyer Weasley?"
((Slight godmode. Forgive me?!))