~ooO Against: The Grey Lady Ooo~
The Grey Lady wept in her tower. She had not left her sanctuary since she had first felt his presence. She hated him. He had ignored her love for him, her efforts to make him see her, to make him jealous. To this day Helena Ravenclaw did not understand why he refused her affections. It wasn't like he loved or was even loyal to his wife. He had liaisons. But he had always refused her.
Helena had refused to believe his explanation that he did not want to dishonour his relationships, to break her mother's trust; he never cared about his reputation. Her mother must have done or said something to him, so he would never see Helena as a potential partner. Her mother had destroyed Helena's chances with him and so Helena had been determined to hurt her, so she had stolen the diadem and fled to the continent and hidden it in a dark forest.
And then she had returned to Hogwarts and killed by one of her lovers. Helena had mourned and mistrusted all males until him. His heir. He had betrayed her, seduced her secrets from her and fled. Helena hated all males, especially those of the Serpents line. She could not understand how an intelligent thoughtful witch like Hermione Granger had ever been matched with her first love. And that the Gryffindor witch hadn't fought the match harder, it made Helena wonder if he had cursed her into compliance. She wondered if she should share her suspicions with someone.
Then she discarded the thought. She was a ghost and they were of the living. The rules were very clear: ghosts were not to interfere in the lives of the living.
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