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Chapter 6:

Draco and Hermione spent a lot of time together- well in secrecy. As their friendship grew, Draco and Helena's relationship weakened.

"Hey! Don't run from me!" Helena said grabbing Draco's arm roughly. He turned around.

"Damn! What is your problem?"

"My problem? My problem! What is wrong with you? I'm the only one trying to make our relationship work! You're the one distancing yourself! God, Draco! If you don't want to be with me, tell me! Instead of running from me each time I bring US up in conversation!" He looked at her intently, and just left the common room. Helena grabbed a vase from a nearby table and threw it to the floor.

*Library*

Draco sat at a table cleaning his new broom. The match was tonight and he wasn't in the mood to play. Just then a pair of hands were on his shoulders.

"Hey Draco!" chimed Hermione.

"Oh, hey," he said as she pulled a seat next to him. A group of Ravenclaws eyed them suspiciously.

"Ready for your big game!" Hermione said taking out some parchment and a quill.

"Yeah, I guess," he said putting his broom and plays for the game away looking up at Hermione.

"I'm not stealing your plays!" Hermione said showing him the parchment she had. It was titled 'Uses for an Eye of Newt'.

"So, how's Potty and Weasel?"

"They're fine, just excited. Last time I was in the Great Hall the Gryffindors were singing the good version of 'Weasley is out King'," she said as Draco began to laugh.

"SHUSH!" echoed the library. "I remember that song!" Draco said, "I like the Slytherin version better." He got up and got his duffle bag. "I'm going to go change into these, then have a few flying exercises with the team. See you later Granger." He walked away.

*House Cup Finale! Gryffindor vs. Slytherin! *

Harry flew up and down the line of his team, he made sure every one had a good night's rest and was pumped up to play. Lucas and Leonard Nicholson were the new beaters after Fred and George left. Ron was still keeper, the best keeper of the four houses (Go Ron!). Alicia Spinnet, Katie Bell, and Ginny were the chasers; and Harry was proud to be their Seeker.

"Ok team! We've worked our a-- butts off," Harry said correcting himself as McGonagall came near. "We deserve this Cup. And you all know I want this cup more than anything, ad I know all of you do too. So let's go out there and crush those Slytherin gits!!"

But before they all became over excited McGonagall entered the circle. "I will reward your team 50 points if you win, and no homework for the month of March!" McGonagall said quickly then leaving. The Gryffindor team screamed in excitement. Harry lifted his right arm, he began to fly around the stadium as his team followed in 'V' formation. They swooped down close to the floor then back up. They flew into a circle and began pumping their arms and chanting "GRYF- FIN-DORS! GRYF- FIN- DORS! GRYF- FIN- DORS!" A chorus of 'Weasley is our King started as Ron took a 'thank you lap' around the goals.

The much more subdued Slytherin team stepped out onto the field, led by Draco. He took them on a warm-up lap and a half but that was all they did. They were in a straight line in the middle of the arena as the Gryffindor team continued to excite the crowd. Madame Hooch blew the whistle for the Gryffindor team to settle down. The Gryffindor team settled down and lined up with the Slytherin team to shake hands.

As Madame Hooch's hand went up into the air, Lee Jordan screamed, "LET'S GET READY TO RUMBLE!" Madame Hooch blew the whistle and the balls were let loose. Harry flew up into the air, high above everything that was happening. Draco stayed close to the action seeing gold, but never for long. Harry eyed the field like a hawk searching for its prey. He, too, saw gold but never for to long to actually see if it was the Snitch.

"Bell has the Quaffle! She ducks a Bludger from Goyle, but ouch! Hit by Crabbe's! Spinnet with the rebound she zoomed to the Slytherin goals-- GRYFFINDOR SCORES!!! Ten-nil to Gryffindor!

Warrington has the ball, passes to Pucey- the Woollongong Shimmy! Oh no! Gryffindor- do something!!! Ahh! Ten-Ten! It's ok Ron!"

That was the last time anyone scored. Both teams just kept blocking the goals from being scored.

"Hey Harry! Mind catching the Snitch so I can go have a nap?" Jordan screamed from the loudspeakers.

Harry was still searching. "Come on, Snitch! Show yourself!" he said. Then he saw it; the Snitch was hiding in Ron's hood. Harry began to fly down pretending to still be searching. Draco was still looking around. The Snitch left Ron's hood and placed it self at the mid-point of Harry and Draco- they both saw it and began to bolt for the Snitch. The golden ball stayed in place as the two boys raced to get it. The crowd cheered as they saw the boys had found it. "Who will get to it first? They're both on brand new top of the line FIREBOLTS!!" Jordan screamed from the loudspeaker. Crabbe tried to throw a Bludger at Harry's head but Leonard stopped it. Lucas did the same to Draco, and Goyle stopped his from reaching the Slytherin Seeker. As the two were 5 yards away the Snitch shot up into the air. Both brooms flew up vertically. Harry's grip wasn't so good he began slipping. Draco was 4 inches ahead of Harry when the Snitch flew straight down.

They two changed course and flew downward, vertically. The Snitch made a sharp turn to the right- in favor of Harry. His turn was tighter; Draco fell a foot behind Harry. Harry began inching up his broom, his right hand stretching outwards. Just then A Bludger hit the tail of Harry's broom making him shake a bit but he was able to get back on track, though, now, Draco and he were neck and neck. Harry could hear Draco's grunts trying to stretch his arm farther than his, vice versa. Once again the ball shot upward forcing the two to go up vertically.

"Lucas! Give me your club!" Ron screamed as Lucas handed Ron the club, Ron chased after a Bludger. He caught one, "Bye-bye Malfoy!" As Ron hit the Bludger it headed straight for Malfoy. Crabbe and Goyle headed for the Bludger but couldn't get it. WHAM!

The Bludger hit Malfoy on his left shoulder- the arm that was balancing him on the broom. At that moment Harry grabbed the Snitch. He flew down vertically catching up to the falling Draco; Harry grabbed Draco's hand as Draco held on for dear life.

Harry reached the ground easily Crabbe and Goyle grabbed Draco while they were 3 feet from landing. "Bloody hell! Harry, I didn't mean to hurt Malfoy! I did it only to distract him!" Ron said as Harry showed Madame Hooch the Snitch. She blew her whistle to confirm victory. "160-10 Gryffindor!" Lee Jordan said into the loudspeaker. Draco walked off the field clutching his shoulder.

*Stands- while Draco fell*

A scream escaped Helena's mouth, as he fell, but not as loud and worried as Hermione's. Hermione stood up to see what was going on. She saw Harry grab Draco, 'Thank you Harry'.

Madame Hooch's whistle blew; Gryffindor had won the House Cup. She got up to celebrate with the Gryffindors. She passed by Draco as he walked off; disappointed in losing and angry that Potty was the one who rescued him.

"Hey…" she said grabbing his right arm with her right hand. He smiled, barely. She really didn't know how to comfort him; so she did what her gut told her.

Helena was going to ask Draco to forgive her for blowing up in his face and to console him for his embarrassing loss. She headed down the stairs pushing a group of 4th year Ravenclaws out of the way. She could see Draco's bright head of hair above the crowd. She saw from a distance Draco leaning down to except an embrace from a wavy, mahogany head of hair.

"Hermione?" she said confused. She decided to skip the consoling. Hermione pulled away from her and Draco's embrace. "I'm going to congratulate the Gryffindors. See you tonight. You going to be ok?"

Draco nodded a 'yes'. "I've got to go put my stuff away. Then I'll probably take a nap. Se you at 8:45," he said in a monotone voice, waving a goodbye.

"Congratulations Harry!" Beth said hugging her cousin. "Hey Ginny, I could show you some cool moves. I used to be a Chaser." Ginny, Katie, and Alicia nodded happily.

"Glad to see you've…bathed," Harry said as Beth stuck her tongue out at him.

"Well you know... I started to attract rodents. Ron! Hey, don't worry about hitting Malfoy. On my team our beaters sent BOTH Bludgers at the other team's Seeker," Ron cheered up as the whole team said the hit helped them win. The House Cup champions did a victory lap around the stadium as the Gryffindor supporters down below cheered wildly.

Draco finished his bath and locked himself in his room. "Draco! Let me in! We need to talk!" Helena said pounding on the portrait that lead into Draco's room. 'Stupid portrait! I told you the password! Emerald Serpent! Open the DAMN door!"

"I'm deeply sorry miss! Sir Draco has given me strict orders not to let anyone in! Besides he has changed the password," the man in the portrait said timidly to an angry Helena.

A sneering Pansy stood arms crossed behind Helena. "This is how it all begins. A new password, won't speak to you… Congratulations! You've joked the 'Ex' club," Helena's fists were clenched so tight her arm began to shake. "I would have never expected Draco to dump you in such a hurry; Little Ms. Pretty face, Ms. Smarty-Pants, Ms. Purest Pureblood. At least I had him for 3 months," Pansy entered the portrait leading to the Slytherin common room. Helena gave up and entered her room.

Draco heard it all, everything Pansy said. She was right that is what he always did when he was sick of the girl he was with. And he WAS sick of being with Helena. She asked for so much love and attention, but he couldn't give it to her. 'What am I supposed to tell her? Helena, I've fallen for your best friend.' It was 8:30; Draco was lying in his bed, dressed in only his under garments. He got up and pulled on a pair of well broken-in jeans and a black polo. He left his hair loose, since he was going to go back into bed after his shift was done; besides Hermione liked it loose.

Hermione paced up and down the Great Hall's corridor. 'This is WRONG! I CAN'T take him! Oh man oh man…' she thought to herself rubbing her forehead in irritation. She saw Draco come down the hall. 'Oh shit! Give me strength not to jump on him and attack him with kisses!' Draco in regular clothes and loose hair made her weak in the knees. Too weak…

She collapsed form underneath herself. Draco caught her in his arms. Her scent allured him. She smelled like a spiced flower, not mysterious and calm (like Helena), but wild and refreshing. His scent did the same for Hermione; Draco smelled like 'it just rained!' and woodsy. To a person watching this would have looked extremely funny… Tow people sniffing each other… But to Draco and Hermione it was a different experience.

"Oh, sorry," Draco said pulling away awkwardly.

"Yeah," Hermione said tucking a strand away from her face. They walked up and down the corridor, each wanting to break the silence and tell each other their feelings. "Ok! I can't take this anymore," Hermione said breaking the silence, grabbing his arm. Draco smiled, "What?"

"Man oh man, I can't believe I'm going to do this," she paused to look up to Draco's confused, but smiling face. "Draco… I… Man! DRACO I LOVE YOU?!" It came out unclear, question-like. "I didn't mean for it to become a question! It just came out as one! I'm extremely sure on what I said. I'm aking a fool out of myself! I'm not even sure if I was supposed to tell you that! I mean the… the… the ROSE! What was that! I mean-" her babbling was suddenly stopped. Draco wrapped his arm around her waist, this other hand tipping her mouth up to his. She was shocked at first but she wrapped her arms around his neck and closed her eyes. Draco leaned her against the wall, not breaking their kiss. CRASH!!! Draco stopped and turned to see shard of a window on the ground and a bleeding hand… Helena's left hand. Her eyes were glaring through watery slits, she was breathing extremely hard.

"HELENA!" Hermione screamed as Helena ran.

"Don't! Hermione, you know what she can do to you. I'll go after her," Draco said as Hermione nodded, he kissed her forehead.

Run, that was all Helena could do. Her BEST FRIEND and the person se believed she could spend her whole life with? Running was the only solution. She finally stopped, out of breath but apparently not out of tears and anger. She looked around her, she ran out of the castle and into the forest grounds. She slowly sat down, wrapping her arms around her legs. "How could-" No she couldn't say it, if she did it'd be official. "Fuck! Of course it's for real! I saw them!" She began writing letters into the dirt… D- R- A-… she stopped. "How could you do this to me!!!" she screamed. She started digging into the dirt the letters were engraved in, tears turning the loose dirt into mud. She screamed again, throwing a near-by stone deeper into the forest. She rocked herself until she fell asleep.

*Next Morning- Hospital Wing*

"What the… where am I?" Helena said waking up stretching then seeing her left hand wrapped in cloth.

"Good morning child!" Madame Pomfrey said as she opened the curtains to let the sun it. "How was your sleep?"

"Fine, why am I here?"

"Because of your hand. It was bleeding very badly, and there were shards of glass in it." Helena then remembered everything. "It's a good thing that Mr. Potter found you last night."

"Am I pardoned? I need to go to class," Helena said getting up.

"Yes, just leave your left hand wrapped," Madame Pomfrey said as Helena got up and left.

"La Tigre Blanca," she said as her portrait let her into her room. She took off her dirty clothes and through them into her closet and took a quick bath. She pulled her hair back into a bun. She put on a pair black pair of leather pants and a green halter-top. She put her Slytherin robe over her outfit and pulled on a pair of black stiletto boots.

She arrived at Potions right before the bell rang. Hermione began to turn red while Draco turned away. "Hey there Helena," a Slytherin boy said as she sat at an empty desk.

"Is it me or does she look like a Slytherin bitch now?" Ron said to Harry.

"It's not you, she wants to be a Slytherin bitch."

And that was exactly what she was doing. During the whole day she terrorized all Gryffindors and threw bad comments at the Golden Trio.

*Lunch Time*

Helena was sitting in a group of Slytherin boys when Snape tapped her on the shoulder. "Ms. Valmont, your cousin is at the door," Helena looked over at the door to see Voltaire being surrounded by Pansy's group. He waved. She walked over. "Pansy! I thought you hated all Valmonts on the face of the planet!"

Pansy looked up at Voltaire. "Voltaire Valmont- Helena's cousin," He said as Pansy and her group fled embarrassed. Helena and Voltaire laughed. "Hey you!" Voltaire said hugging his cousin.

"So what's up?" She asked as Voltaire face screwed into a frown.

"Umm… do you want to know right now, or should we go over there, some where."

"No! Just tell me!"

Harry looked over to see Helena's face look confused; she looked up at her cousin and began to cry.

"What? He… He can't be dead! Grandpa… he- God! No!" Voltaire tugged her out of the room.

*Dinner Time*

The white carriage they saw on the first day back was outside again. Helena's trunks were loaded into the back. She and Voltaire were walking down towards the carriage. She turned around to see Draco standing. She looked at him madly, grabbed Voltaire's arm and walked on faster. Helena left Hogwarts with the air unclear…