Chapter 1 – Best Friends
I only discovered when I continued to feel terrible in the morning. I was pregnant.
My name is Helena Gessele and I was just finishing my last year at Hogwarts. You wonder how I got pregnant and with whom? I dated this guy and I guess maybe we sometimes had sex without a condom. I know, I know, it's stupid! It's just that we both forgot about it when we craved for each other. That was till I found someone else in his bed and broke up with him. He broke my heart.
Back to main bussiness... I'm pregnant, I'm still a student, fortunately not for more than the two weeks before summervacation. I can't go back home, my parents would get outraged and probably kill him. I could maybe go to Trisha's home, she already has her own home, an appartment just outside London. She's my best friend, so I should tell her about this. I saw her laying on her bed reading a magazine as I entered the room after dinner. I sat down next to her and she looked up to me, noticing my worried face.
'Uhm, Trish? I've got something to tell you.' Don't worry, already washed my face and brushed my teeth, she won't notice a thing.
I hope.
-Flashback-
December 1st Fifth grade
Helena gently pushed her long blonde hair behind her ear to look at the instructions she had just copied from the blackboard. She just couldn't get another bad grade in Potions, it was one of her best subjects. The other day she had just sat there, looking dreamy at this guy. Fumbling with her Gryffindor tie, she had stepped up to him, feeling all nervous and shy. Seamus Finnigan had been her crush for a while now and he seemed suprised that she came up to him.
Helena was feeling sick, how could he!? When asking him out to the next Hogsmeade trip, he had laughed in her face and told her he would never date a geek. She wasn't a geek! Maybe she sometimes looked like one and wanted to get good grades to impress her parents, but she would never like reading schoolbooks for fun. Normal fiction and fantasy, most muggle books, they were always piled on stacks wherever she went. Her parents never approved of them, but we're lingering off subject now.
Looking into the mirror, she saw her brown eyes turn blue. It was a family trait, to have two colored eyes and they mostly meant stress or anger. Helena was angry, very angry. She was going to show everyone she wasn't the nerd they all thought she was. With her wand, she got herself some scissors and cut her hair till a few inches past her shoulders, instead of the lingering hair that was way down her back to her kneecaps. Her hair went into layers and she changed her clothes too. She didn't look like a slut, but less like that geek Granger, who everyone seemed to like though she was a bookworm.
They always like the ones who hang around celebrities, She thought. She didn't like Harry Potter, he sometimes bragged, though maybe not noticing, he still did it. Why tell everyone about it seven times? Or even eight? It was getting annoying....
December 7th Fifth grade
Helena had gotten back at Finnigan now for laughing at her, he seemed to feel sorry. She treated everyone with less respect, paid only attention when she didn't know about the subject, and further yelled at everyone beneath her grade. They were always in her way. Yes, she was still angry, wouldn't you be? Snape seemed to like the difference in Helena and started treating her more like a Slytherin. At night she would take strolls, greet Snape, have a little talk about everything and nothing and then leave for the East wing. No one wandered there in the evening, since it was the wing where the Ravenclaws were stationed and they were such goody goodies.
An empty classroom. Not for long. With a flick of her wand she changed it to her perfect room, Trisha was so going to love this. This was going to be the hangout of only their group. Who's Trisha? Her full name is Trisha Yaione Frost and she's a fifth year Slytherin. Currently the best friend of Helena and they tell each other everything. When a lie was told, they would know and they gossiped about everyone, spreading all kinds of news. When coming upon several Gryffindors with their gossip for that day, Helena knew the nastiest things that people even would believe. The golden trio wasn't going to believe what was going to hit them. It was what they deserved after all.
-End Flashback-
She looked at me quite shocked, knowing I wasn't lying.
'Did you use a pregnancytest?... We should get a muggle one now, come on.' Trisha apperated, taking me along. We ended up in an alley at London. It was about, let's say it was very late. Somehow some shops were still open and she dragged me into one of them, buying such a pregnancytest and then dragged me back out. She panted, being more nervous than me about this.
'Alright, we can head there, you go to the bathroom. If you are pregnant then I'm going to kill him.' My eyes widened when she said that, since I knew she would.
'No, no, please don't.' Trisha saw my face and cooled down to my best friend, smiling at me.
'Okay okay, I won't. But you'll take an abortion will you?' She looked at me with an intense stare, it almost freaked me out had I not had that stare for over a million times.
'I don't know.' I fumbled with the plastic and bit my bottomlip.
'It's okay, just go.' Pushing me in some club, Trisha dragged me to the bathrooms, promising she wouldn't leave before I came out.
Oh no... it can't be, how could this have happened? I always used the spell when I didn't use a condom. Had I been drunk once and forgot the next morning?..., I thought. I came back out, showing it to Trisha who did nothing but stare at the strip. She blinked a few times, telling me to throw it away.
'So it's true?.... well according to what I've heard, you've got a few weeks to determine whether you are going to keep it or not. Otherwise they can't remove it any more.' Nodding, I let myself get apperated back to Hogwarts by Trisha. If you wonder how we can apperate when there's a barrier? We broke some rules and removed the barrier around our dorm. Since the beginning of sixth year I've been living in Slytherin quarters, Dumbledore thought it would make me happy and it certainly did. Without the bullying of my own housemates (Gryffindors) I immediately felt better, Trisha always stood up for me.
-Flashback-
December 10th Sixth grade
Helena looked at her mirror image. Her eyes had turned back to dark brown over the summer and her hair had darkened too. She had cut it to her shoulders and it waved at the bottom, only slightly though. Trisha next to her still had her light brown devine curls/waves and her blue eyes which were never left without mascara and eyeliner, black of course.
Since Helena knew Trisha, they clicked and that wasn't going to stop. The old geezer just put them together, seeing how happy they were when together.
'Do you think we should go?' Trisha smirked at Helena and nudged her with her elbow.
'To the Yule ball? Of course! We are going to shine and of course, we are going stag. More fun then.' Helena flipped her hair over her shoulder and laughed with her best friend.
'Shouldn't we be getting our dresses then? When everyone goes to Hogsmeade, all the good ones will be long gone.' Trisha said checking out her nails, pretending to not care about anyone else but herself.
'Yes, then we can snatch away all the most beautiful dresses and laugh at the people wearing the stupid dresses we left behind.' Helena dragged Trisha over to their room so they could apperate, the other girls wouldn't know what came over them when they see there are no good dresses left.
December 25th Sixth grade
Their plan had gone perfectly. By the time the others finally got to go to Hogsmeade, all the beautiful dresses had been taken. Helena and Trisha were doing their make-up in their dorm, passing certain beauty products to each other when asked. And after putting on their dresses, they did each other's hair.
Helena's hair was pulled up in a twirling knot on the back of her head with two lighter strings of hair hanging out at the front in her face. Trisha's hair was braided on the head and the rest was combed and put in a tail.
Giggling, they imagined all those other girls looking at them in jealousy for they were most definitely the most beautiful girls at the ball.
Fashionably late, the girls appeared at the top of the stairs, walking side by side, they put on an arrogant look on their faces. No nice smiles or hellos were thrown to the crowd like the others did. The two bitches just made their way into the Great Hall which had been made beautiful, almost to match their looks.
'Let's sit over here.' Shooing away some Hufflepuff wallflowers, they took their seats almost at the head of the square table, just like the teachers. No one was allowed to sit next to them and everyone who even came near was greeted with one of their famous glares.
'This is just too much fun.' Helena said while looking at the menu for that evening.
'Yes, what do you order?' Pointing at all the fattening food at the list, Helena made some sickening sounds.
'I think I want something light, you can't dance on a full stomach. Jeez, just look at that girl, we didn't snatch away the most ugly ones and now she's wearing that!' Trisha looked completely shocked, that girl wasn't allowed to be in the same room as them wearing that!
'That's gross, did her grandmother make it or something?' Both girls glared at the girl, before spreading a rumor about her. Sure it hadn't been in their plans for that evening, but the girl was just asking for it. If you ruin the night of the bitches, they bitch to you. Everyone knew their rules, but apperantly this girl didn't and she deserved the lesson.
His arms held her close as they swished over the floor. Envy had filled the room as both girls had found their dancingpartner and didn't want to dance with anyone else. At least it seemed that way.
Helena's partner had been tagged away by another guy. He was very handsome and the grip he held on her was like she shouldn't dare to walk away. Helena had never been a girl that went by the rules. She didn't even finish the dance and walked away from him, the arrogance he had to just assume she would like to dance with him. She felt pissed beyond words and sulked after getting her drink.
Trisha found her after the dance and the girls went out for a walk, while thinking of very mean and nasty rumours about the guy.
'Maybe we should say he gets dressed by his mother, you know, by letter?' It seemed to be too much work writing a letter for payback, so Trisha frowned thinking.
'He's a rich boy, so that would be most logical.' Helena said rolling her eyes.
'I mean he just thinks he can step up to you and take you away. He needs to be punished.' Trisha replied and thought of an old-timer. The twinkle in her eye gave her away and Helena smirked along with her.
'Pink?' Her friend shook her head and sharpened her nails on a statue they passed.
'No, red and gold, if it's something he hates then it's Gryffindor.' Giggles took over the girls and they went back inside to plan their prank. This guy wasn't going to get away with his cockyness.
January 8th Sixth grade
'Gessele! Frost!' The girls ran and ran, laughing in the mean while and looking out for anyone who might cross their path. It had been too hysterical to not laugh about it. The Slytherin prince, Draco Malfoy, dressed in Gryffindor colours. Anyone who did held in their breathe was probably doing it to not be bullied by him later, but it was almost impossible.
Helena tripped somehow, seeing Peeves doom up in front of her and sticking out his tongue at her. A thundercloud appeared above her head, not literal of course. She pointed at him, not knowing what to say for the first few seconds.
'I'll let the Baron torture you, Peeves!' He immediately disappeared in one of the walls. Trisha had continued to run as Helena had told her to keep running what ever happened.
'Well hello, care for a walk?' Sarcasm dripped off his tongue as he took her arm and lifted her off the ground.
'Come on Malfoy, you deserved it.' She moaned and refused to look his way.
'In what way?' She rolled her eyes, how ignorant could he be?
'Being arrogant.' He stopped for a moment and placed a glare on his face when turning towards her. She was looking like she was right, she wasn't going to give up. And the knowing smirk on her face wasn't helping him either.
'Alright, I might've been a bit arrogant at the ball to just take you away, but there's absolutely no reason to ever paint a Slytherin in Gryffindor colours!' He was simply outraged, maybe a bit more. It made Helena laugh and that wasn't helping his temper. Though actually it made him cool down and laugh with her. She always had this contagious laugh that made everyone join her and not even the Slytherin prince could ever stay angry at her in such a position.
'Well... Helena, I might spare you after all. But only if you turn me back.' Considering it, Helena ripped her arm loose and took a stand against the wall. She tapped her chin.
'No, I don't think I will.' She smirked.
'What!?' It was so amusing to see him this way, so she let him be and ran for it again.
-End Flashback-
I fell out of bed, remembering the day I and Draco became a couple. It had been on Valentine's day. Of all the days he could've chosen, he chose my least favourite day. He had brought me a rose and just asked me like that. Of course it shocked me, so did it shock the rest of the school population. He never did such a thing in public. Trisha had been signaling at me with thumbs up, almost making me throw my plate at her. It had been during lunchtime and I normally ain't in a good mood during lunch, so it suprised me that he had to ask me then.
'Another memory?..' Trisha sighed, getting me off the floor.
'Guess what?' She continued on and I watched her with interest.
'Huh?' She wasn't planning on telling me at first, but my pout made her give in.
'They let us off these two weeks, since we already finished our tests. We have two choices: A) go home, B)Stay for another two weeks and then go home.' This was my possibility to ask her, she would most likely understand. Even she was afraid for my parents.
'Uhm... I'd choose option A), but anything to keep this a secret.' I pointed at my belly, which wasn't showing the fact that I was pregnant at all.
'Oh come on, you can stay with me. That would be most logical as we are best friends. So option A) it is, let's say goodbye to a few people. Afterwards we can go pack and then fly off.' I nodded, going into the bathroom with some clothing.
I came out only twenty minutes later, fully dressed and with a black beanie pulled over my head. Some of my hair was hanging in my sight, but I didn't feel like pushing it aside. I knew there were a few people who I wanted to say goodbye to, but then I didn't need to dress up. They would accept me with this big layer of eyeliner and mascara any way.
As I approached them, I saw them already standing up. They knew I would try to get away from Draco as soon as possible.
'I'll miss you mate.' Blaise was always nice, though he was good friends with Draco. If Trisha wasn't around, I always went to him.
'I'll send you a letter soon enough. Maybe to invite you for a Quidditch match on the tv or something.' He smirked looking down on my small form.
'As long as you're happy.' Smiling, I saw Trisha breaking up with the pitiful guy that she called her boyfriend. He was a Ravenclaw and very shy. I had told her that he was no good for her, but she told me she kept him to make the other girls jealous, who all thought he was very cute.
There was one person I still had to say goodbye to, he had become quite a good aquintance of mine over the years.
'This is goodbye Severus, hope to walk into you some day.' He raised his right eyebrow like I had said something rude, making it look like he didn't like me at all to other people.
'Enjoy your life the long it lasts Helena.' This was his version of: take care and don't kill yourself. He had always been a bit distant with others around, but when you caught him alone he was quite nice. I waved at him when turning around and joined Trisha halfway the Slytherin table.
'Ready to go packing?' I sighed and hugged her, wondering if I really wanted to go after all, but my decision had already been made.
'Yes, why not. First, one last prank on the golden trio.' I nodded at Peeves who had been hiding in the chandelier for a while now. He dropped green goo all over the golden trio, who seemed outraged at him. I couldn't have been more proud of Peeves.
Sighing, I knew that had been my first and last prank since my relationship with Draco. I had just stopped when I was with him, felt so at peace that sometimes I forgot my classes. Snickering, I almost walked into him too. I just ignored him when he tried to talk to me and held my hand up as my last goodbye to him. Never was I going to let a guy get so close to me as he had done. He sometimes praised me up to the sky and look what happened. The higher you get, the harder you fall.