Disclaimer: Nope. I just wrote this story. All places, characters and spells belong to J.K. Rowling, with the exception of Ravenclaw-student Helena Stradford.

Author´s Note: I admit, I´m to lazy to come with something of my own, so it´s the basic Headboy/Headgirl plot, but (hopefully) this will not be like other fics.

Author´s Note 2: Since this is my first HP story, most of the characters will probably go out of character as the story develops. Also, if you don´t like fics where the author has changed some parts in the past, I suggest you go find another fic right away.

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A Raven´s Touch

Helena had calmed down during the past three hours she had been sitting doing her Potions and half of her Defence Against the Dark Arts homework. She went downstairs and found Malfoy sitting on the couch just staring at the book in front of him. "What are you doing?"

He obviously hadn´t heard her, since he almost jumped and turned around to face her. "That´s none of your business Stradford."

She raised an eyebrow. "By the way, I didn´t get my letter and the rings back."

He gave a slight smirk. "What letter?"

He was playing a game with her, and she who had thought he might have changed. "You know what letter I´m talking about Malfoy." He looked at her with the best expression of confusion he could come up with. "Or did you get amnesia all of a sudden?" She started to get angry. All that comforting and he was just playing a stupid game with her!

"No I don´t have amnesia. At least I can´t remember having amnesia." He winked at her and stood up, walking closer to her. "Here." he handed her the rings, "But I think I´ll keep the letter."

"Why? What could you use my letter for?" She said, and he instantly smirked at her. "What, you´re going to blackmail me or something?"

"I see why they put you in Ravenclaw, Stradford."

"Are you trying to compliment me?"

"What if I am?"

She glared at him and decided to go back to the subject of blackmailing. "And what makes you think you would be able to blackmail me?"

"I thought that you didn´t want people to walk around feeling sorry for you."

Helena bit her lip. She knew he was right in his assumption, she didn´t want people to feel sorry for her. She was having a mental battle with herself when she opened her mouth again. "What should I do so that you won´t show that letter?" He looked so satisfied with himself that Helena almost slapped him, but she managed to control herself.

"Well....you could massage my shoulders for a start."

"WHAT?" Helena couldn´t believe what she just heard him say. He wanted her to massage him? There had to be a hidden purpose in this...

"Well, would you rather massage Goyle?" She gave him a horrified look. "Thought not." He went to the couch, sat down and took up his book again. She just stood where she stood and tried to come up with a good curse to use on him. "So....going to start massage me soon?"

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Strangling him would be fun. Helena was on her way back to hers and Malfoy´s common room. He had been torturing her for weeks by making her avoid her friends, give him numerous massages and making her call him "Sir". But that would end, she wouldn´t take his crap anymore, even if it meant having everyone on Hogwarts feeling sorry for her. She was a few feet away from the painting of Lady Veronica, when the painting started talking to her. "He has his friends in there. Are you sure you want to enter?"

"How many are they? His friends I mean."

"Three. Two big boys who looked like they had more muscles than brains and a rather annoying girl."

"Crabbe, Goyle and Parkinson then. And Lady Veronica, I though you´d never use words like that." Helena smiled.

"Well, times change. There aren´t many noble people like me left, and I figured it would be rather pointless for me to keep all my noble manners."

"You might be right. Raven." The painting flung open, and Helena entered. It didn´t take long until she saw Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle sitting on the couch, with Parkinson looking more like an attachment to Malfoy than a human being. The sight of them all disgusted her, especially Parkinson, so she came out from the shadows. "Are my eyes deceiving me, or have you grown an extra pair of arms and legs Malfoy?"

Parkinson looked up and instantly frowned, making herself looking like a rat. "What are you doing here?"

"What I´m doing here? Oh Parkinson, where have you been the past two months? If you had paid any attention, you might´ve noticed that I´m Head Girl."

"That should´ve been me." Parkinson muttered, glaring at Helena. "If the world would have some sense, I´d be this year´s Head Girl."

"And what a horrible world that would be." Helena was almost certain that Malfoy would do something to remind her of that he could show the letter, since she had insulted Parkinson out loud, but he just sat there, trying to hide a smirk. It surprised her, but then she saw Crabbe and Goyle, obviously not understanding anything of what she had said. She tried to stop laughing inwards, while she asked, "You understood that? Or should I take it slower?" They obviously understood that she was insulting them now, since Goyle looked like he was about to kill someone, and Crabbe clenched his fists. "You got that anyway? Good." She decided it was best to go away, so she made her way for the stairs, but stopped and turned around to throw a last insult at the four figures on the couch. "You know, if you bring more of your Slytherin friends next time, I´ll be able to have my own garden soon."

"What do you mean?" Crabbe asked, still looking furious, but with an expression that showed that he understood absolutely nothing as well.

"Well, I have a pansy-" she looked at Parkinson, and smirked. "A cactus-" now her eyes travelled to Malfoy, and she could see him starting to get angry. Then she looked at Crabbe and Goyle. "And two tufts of weed...Well, goodnight!" She headed for the stairs, but managed to take two steps, when she felt something hit her head from behind. She tried to stay conscious, but then everything started to whirl around her and a shadow crept in front of her eyes as something hit her again, and she felt the cold floor underneath her, as darkness overcame her...

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She woke up finding herself lying on a bed under a blanket, very different from where she was when she passed out. Oh well, I´m in the hospital wing. She closed her eyes to go back to sleep but something wasn´t right. It didn´t smell like the hospital wing. The hospital wing usually smelled of potions and other medications, but this room just smelled...like Malfoy. She didn´t want that last thought to come up, but it did. How could she not know how he smelled? After all, she had been giving him at least over 20 massages by now, and she was dead tired of it. She tried to sit up, and she instantly felt a sharp pain from the back of her head, but she had to know where she was. "Lie down Stradford, no need to pass out twice in a matter of 4 hours."

"Malfoy, would you please keep your mouth shut and get out?" she said, trying to focus enough to be able to see straight.

"I don´t think you´re the one to tell me what to do in my own room."

"What? Your room? Ho-how did I end up here?" she finally manage to see something, Malfoy, but he had an eyebrow raised and looked almost concerned. "And take that expression off your face, you look ridiculous."

The previous expression was wiped away by yet another one of his smirks. "I carried you up here and it seems like my previous expression is already gone."

"You carried me?" she replied not believing what he just had said. "And why would you carry me up to your room and let me...occupy your bed?"

"Well, if someone had found you on the floor all knocked out, they would´ve thought that I had done something to you, and that would not have been good for my reputation."

Of course, why hadn´t she thought of it? All that mattered to Malfoy was himself and his reputation, although Helena couldn´t come up with something that would make him look even more bad than he already looked. "By the way, who did hit me and with what? I doubt that I got fist in the back of my head."

"Crabbe hit you first, and the second one was Goyle. And as for what they hit you with, let´s just say we had Quidditch practise half an hour before you came to the common room."

"They hit me with Beater bats? How stupid can a person get?"

"Well, they´re obviously bright enough to understand that you insulted them by calling them two tufts of weed. And I must admit that I´m surprised, because I never would have imagined that they´d understand something like that." Malfoy answered, and shook his shoulders. "But then, you waited a bit before starting to walk up the stairs, so it might´ve given them some time to understand it."

"Wow Malfoy, it almost sounds like you´ve actually been thinking."

He turned to face her, now looking slightly angry. "Oh it does? You know, if I were you, I´d be careful so that I wouldn´t get thrown out of the room."

"Oh, don´t bother, I can walk. And I never asked to be carried up here in the first place." she quickly replied, went out of Malfoy´s bed, and went to the door. But before she had managed to open the door, everything started to spin around and go black. She fell backwards, but a pair of strong arms caught her before she hit the floor.

"Hm, seems like you´re destined to end up in my arms." Malfoy said, smirking. Helena instantly made a face of disgust and tried to raise up and walk away again, but found that everything started to spin as soon as she moved a little, and that Malfoy held a firm grip around her waist. Then he did something she hadn´t expected, he lifted her up and carried her to the bed again. She was a bit surprised, but decided that he wouldn´t see her surprised.

"Oh Malfoy, so you do care for me...Who would´ve guessed?" she tried to smirk, but now even that caused her head to ache, so she stopped.

"Well, I wouldn´t choose the words 'care for you', it´s more like I can´t resist having a good-looking woman within my reach."

She frowned at him. "Now I´m extremely disgusted."

He didn´t say anything in return, instead he laid her down on his bed and it didn´t take long until she fell asleep...