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Having Harry's Destiny- Because we care.
Helena sat quietly in a chair in her sitting room staring intently into the fire. Her brow was furrowed in thought. Had there been anyone to see her they would have sworn she was a statue, a figure molded by a master sculptor. A knock at the door shattered this illusion. Helena started at the noise and rushed to open the door to find Ron and Hermione on the other side.
"Come on in," she said stepping aside to let them through. "Oh and the password is Star Wars should you ever need in."
"Star Wars?" Ron asked.
"It's one of Megan's favorite movies," Helena explained motioning for them to take a seat.
"Harry?" Hermione asked tentatively. Helena flashed her a Harry grin and nodded.
"Yup, it's me." She said as she plopped down in a very un-lady like manner.
"What was it like?" Ron asked. "You know going through the day as a passenger of sorts?"
"It was actually pretty interesting to see everybody through somebody else's eyes. It was little like first year all over again, except she was the first year and I was like her older brother giving her tips or something." Helena said.
"How do you think Megan did?" Hermione asked.
"Well, that's what I wanted to talk to you about," Helena said with down cast eyes. "It wore her out. The second I took over she was out in a snap. She has to deal with so much, what with her emotions still raw from all that's happened these past couple months and now she has to learn to share her body. All day she has to pay attention to everything that's going on around her and inside her plus act like she's had six years of magical training while pretending to be oblivious to any facts I may have told her about the people around her. And you've been around her; you know how she is. She loves to be around people and to make them laugh and to just talk with them. It's all draining her. I just don't know how much more of this she can take before she breaks down." Hermione and Ron exchanged looks of worry. There had to be something they could do.
"Maybe Dumbledore would let you cut back on the number of classes you're taking," Hermione suggested.
"I suggested that to her but she's thinks she can handle it," Helena said. "But I was thinking that if you guys talked to Dumbledore and the four of us ganged up on her, she'd have no choice but to cut back."
"We could go see him tomorrow during our break," Hermione said.
"And we could make sure she goes to bed at a decent time every night," Ron added. "Even if it means we have to "help" her with her homework from time to time." Hermione scowled at this idea but didn't say anything.
"Well I think I better get to bed before Megan wakes up and wonders why we're not in bed yet." Helena said getting up and showing them to the door.
"Goodnight," Hermione said giving Helena a hug.
"Night," Ron added patting her on the back. When the door was closed behind them, Helena let out a tired sigh.
"Now comes the awkward part," she mumbled. "Changing clothes."
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Two days later a very angry looking Helena stormed into the Great Hall and planted herself in front of Hermione and Ron.
"You did this!" she said throwing a piece of parchment at them. "You plotted it with him. Oh, you could have been on my side and just said "Helena can take care of herself" but no you HAD to be on HIS side and go behind my back to Dumbledore and decide for me what I can and can't do!" With that she turned around and stomped off. The Great Hall had grown quiet at the beginning of Helena's outbreak and now everyone was staring at Ron and Hermione. Ron opened the parchment and read it then handed it over to Hermione. It was a note from Dumbledore saying that Helena had been removed from some of her classes to relieve her stress load.
"Well I guess we better go talk to her," Hermione said getting up and heading toward the door. Ron slowly followed behind her. The walk to Helena's room seemed longer then usual, as if the castle had grown since just the other night. They finally approached the picture of the stallion after what seemed like hours of walking.
"Star Wars," Hermione said glancing nervously about. As the portrait swung open, the sounds of muffled cries reached their ears and fearing that Helena had been hurt, Ron rushed into the room. Helena sat huddled on one end of the couch, knees to her chest, tears streaming down her face. Without hesitation, Ron went over and gathered her up into his arms. Hermione wiggled in on her other side and put a comforting arm around her.
"We're sorry Megan," Hermione said after a minute. "We were just trying to do what's best for you."
"Yeah we don't want you to fall apart," Ron said. "We kinda like having you around."
"I know," Helena whispered sitting up. "It's just that…I mean, back home I was in the top ten percent of my class, I took all advanced classes, did extra curricular activities and always got A's. And I got stressed all the time but I would just grit my teeth, throw a pillow at the wall and keep going. I just thought I could do that now."
"Well you're not exactly under a normal amount of stress. Nobody can handle what you have to alone." Hermione said.
"Yeah, that's why we're here." Ron said. "To help you handle it all. To make sure you get to bed early and help you with your homework. Well, Hermione will help you with your homework and I'll just be here for moral support and dashing good looks." At this last part Ron struck a pose making both girls roll their eyes.
"And look," Hermione said choosing to ignore Ron's comment and pulling out Helena's new schedule. "Now you have classes either only in the morning or only in the afternoon except for this one day and you have a long break in-between them. That will give you plenty of time to rest."
"We have to take good care of you," Ron said with a small smile. "You're our friend, well, correction; you're two of our friends."
"Thank you," Helena said, her eyes tearing up again.
"Come here," Hermione said pulling her into a hug. Ron wrapped his long arms around the two small girls completing the group hug.
"It's a Helena sandwich," Hermione said with a laugh.
"My favorite," Ron said smacking his lips.
"Thanks guys," Helena said setting up and wiping her eyes. "Oh my gosh! We're going to be late to class!" Helena realized when she glanced at the clock.
"Crap!" Ron said as they grabbed their books and rushed out of the door.
"Oh wait." Helena said stopping half way down the hall and pulling out her new schedule. "I don't have a class today till after lunch."
"Lucky you," Ron said with a sigh.
"I guess we'll see you later then," Hermione said. "Oh and this came for you earlier." She handed her a letter.
"Thanks, now GO!" Helena said shooing them away. As she walked back to her room she opened the letter. It was from Fred and George.
Helena,
We heard that you were off to a very good start as the newest Hogwarts prankster. Then we recently received some disturbing news. We were told that you had apparently befriended the enemy. Outrageous! We will not stand for this! You promised us pranks and we want pranks! Don't make us come after you.
Should we still love you?
Fred and George
What? Megan thought. How did they know that?
Ron of course, Harry answered.
But I've pulled some good pranks! She insisted.
But did you remember to tell Ron about them? Harry asked.
Oops
Yeah, that would have helped. Harry said.
Well I guess I better write them back and explain. Megan said as she reached the room.
Please do before they pull one of their pranks on us. Harry begged. So Helena got out a piece of parchment and began to write a letter telling the twins of how she had put invisible tacks all over the Slytherin common room and how she had filled Draco's toothpaste tube full of Preparation-H cream. She also included her devious new plan to give the whole Slytherin house a new look.
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What could Megan's plan be? Trust me, it's worth sticking around for!