Hola so this is my first update in a really long time - I've had horrible writer's block and this is the only decent thing I've written in a LONG time. The chapters are uber short in this one cause it's not a very long story and it was hard to find good places to end chapters, so yea, you've been warned. Enjoy! .

"Hi Draco." I smiled at the boy sitting across from me at the large table. I had just gotten sorted in Slytherin House at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Hey." The blonde replied.

"So you're a big second year this year, huh? Daddy didn't send you to Durmstrang yet?" I giggled. I had known Draco and his family since birth; our fathers worked together in the Ministry of Magic, and our families had been friends for decades; so the two of us would frequently poke fun at each other. Draco just sneered at my comment and whispered something to his friends. "What did you say to them?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Nothing important." He replied, but someone snickering not far from us proved his statement as false.

I glared harder at him. "What did you say to them?" I persisted. He just rolled his eyes and went back to talking with his friends. I sighed a little and ate some of the delicious food that was on my plate. "You're a horrible person, you know that Draco? I feel bad for whatever poor girl is forced to marry you." I said absent mindedly. He ignored me, so it wasn't as though my words mattered.

After dinner, I made my way to the Slytherin common room with the rest of the first years. We were showed to our rooms and allowed to put our things away. I did just that and then made my way back to the common room with a book. I sat on one of the nice black leather couches and read for a bit.

After a while of not being able to concentrate, I decided to roam the school for a little. I soon came across my friend Mira, whom I had met on the train ride. She was a cute girl with almost white hair and brown eyes. She had been sorted into Hufflepuff, which didn't exactly surprise me. She was walking with a boy from Hufflepuff. His name was Benjamin according to what she had told me earlier.

"Do you want to walk with us?" She asked.

"Sure." I smiled and walked with them until it got late, then we went our separate ways. The halls scared me at night. They were extremely dark, and it seemed like no one was in them besides me. I felt myself jump at every little noise that I heard in the ancient hallway. Suddenly, someone bumped into me, muttering a quick, "Sorry," Making me scream and fall over. "Are you alright?" The boy asked, helping me off the floor.

"Yea…" I replied sheepishly. "I'm Helena."

"Kial."

"Uhm…What house are you in?" It was too dark for my ice-blue eyes to see the color on his tie.

"Slytherin."

I was secretly relieved to have someone to walk with me back to the common room. "Me too. What year are you?"

"First," He explained, "I got lost and ran into you." He had his teeth clenched, as though it pained him to say it.

"Do you mind if I walk with you?" I asked, adding, "I'm a first year as well."

"Not at all." He said, and walked. I followed after him quickly, eventually clinging to his arm after a particularly loud bang. "He continued to walk, much more bravely. "There are ghosts in this school. They won't hurt you." He said.

"I'm not too fond of walking in dark hallways." I replied. He shrugged, and soon we were back in the common room. "Well goodnight." I said.

"Night." He replied and we were off to bed.

The next few weeks went by fast. I saw Mira a few times, and saw Kial almost every day. I ran into Draco some as well, only to be made fun of, of course. Classes were nice; I especially liked potions class with Professor Snape. He hardly ever scolded me, and he even awarded me some points once. Not to mention we were cousins. My grandmother and his mother had been sisters.

Soon enough, it was the day of the first quidditch match. Slytherin versus Gryffindor. About twenty minutes into the game, both of the seekers fell off of their brooms. One was none other than Harry Potter, and the other was Draco. I immediately ran to the field where my injured friend was laying. "Are you okay?" I exclaimed as people ran passed us to the other boy's side.

"Do I look okay?" He sneered at me.

"Let's get you to the infirmary." I sighed and helped him up. He used me as something to lean on as we walked in silence. When we got there, the infirmary was swarming with teachers and students alike, all for 'The Chosen One.' I helped Draco lay on a bed and got a nurse to look at him. He was moaning in pain afterwards.

"Mr. Malfoy, I told you that you were fine already, you can go." The nurse said as she walked to him. I hated that boy. Everything was always about him! Nothing could happen at school without it being involved with him. It was truly tiring. Draco wrapping an arm around my shoulder for support pulled me out of my thoughts. We walked to the common room the same way we walked to the infirmary; in a steady silence. Little did wither of us know, a man was watching us, and an idea was hatching in his mind. One that would change our lives pretty drastically.