Control. That was what he liked. He was the one that worked the scenes, that made sure everything worked out. Alexander was the game-maker. Not right now, though. Not right now. That would be Henri. A permanent scowl was on his face as he watched her as she gleefully threatened to ruin his entire life. Alexander was cursing himself for not being more careful. He had already screwed up once, he didn't think he would be graced with much sympathy if he were to be caught this time around. Henri had him backed into a corner and they both damn well knew it. The girl was more vindictive than he had thought. Definitely a Slytherin. 

Alexander narrowed his eyes and studied Henri carefully. What would he be willing to part with? Seriously? Blackmail was what this was and it was exactly what Alexander would be doing himself. That her being the shite out of the other person. Either way though, he liked to use diplomacy first - aka blackmail - and then he used his fists when that didn't work out for him.

In this situation, neither of those would work. Henri was stubborn and was not one to buy into his forced pleasantries, and there was no way he could change her mind physically. Alexander wasn't that stupid, or rather, he wasn't that desperate. "I don't have time for this," he said, not realizing he had said the exact same thing to Sioni almost a year ago. "You're not going to tell anyone. You're just wasting my time," he said, calling her bluff.