Alex couldn't have been the only one to have noticed that in the last month or two, there had been no Potters Army meeting. So he had decided to do something about it. Was it the right thing? Maybe not. Okay, maybe not at all. But it was something they had to do. Or else everything that Potter's Army had worked for, would have been for nothing. A month ago, there had been the tragedy on Diagon Alley. Lot's of people had lost their lives. And the thought of that happening to one of the Potter's Army members gave Alex shudders. Besides, past events showed that thing would never be peaceful amount of time. And Potter's Army had gone through so much, that they couldn't just disappear off the face of the Earth now. So that morning, Alex woke up early, and headed to the room of Requirement. It was just like they had left it months ago, Alex had left a message for each Potter's Army member to get ready, because they where in for a hard days of training. Alex knew enough about combat, magic, and fighting wise, to teach a few things. And he was sure the others could do the drills.
Just because he was going to somehow lead this meeting, as he didn't even see it that way. Didn't mean he was going to train along side them. They where going to play a little game of capture the flag. As Alex had some of his friends, and others set up a giant maze, around the Room Of Requirement, with fake dementors, and boggarts, and fire crabs, dummies, and dangerous enchanted plants, around every corner of the grass maze. The game was simple, two teams, whoever caught Alex first, and brought him to the finish line, won. No, it wasn't going to be as simple as that. Because that would mean, Alex would have to just hide out and not get caught. Alex could also fight back. And if one of the teams took him prisoner, meaning disarming him, and capturing him, the other team could fight to get him. But it would also be hard with all the challenges in the maze. And Alex would also be lost. See, his friends had set it up, so Alex himself would be lost like a mouse looking for cheese in that maze.
He stood in front of the little space of the door way, as the rest of the room was a maze, with his wand in his hand, waiting for the others to come.