In mid-November, there were various of aspects that sparked Helena's interests.

For example, there was the announcement that The Yule Ball could be attended to. Of course, you had to be in at least your fourth year to attend, unless you got asked by an older student. But Helena could never do that to Katie. Not even if the girl was cuter than both of them. Which was impossible.

But, unfortunately for Helena, she was eventually dragged in by the corruptness of the Dark Arts. Theory had always interested her. But it was somehow strange to be doing practical work. It felt so right when she did the magic with her wand in her hand. It made her... feel complete.

x

Voldemort came over to her and Katie. In the library. Conveniently, she was reading about Dark Magic.

"So Helena, I heard you were actually doing Dark Arts - is that a book on Dark Magic?"

"Perhaps," she smirked at him.

Katie fidgeted in her seat uncomfortably.

"However," she carried on. "I've been interested in quite a while, and I'm surprised you've only noticed."

"I don't play close attention on students, as I have far more better things to be doing," he said swiftly.

"Of course. But I was under the impression, you did keep close eyes on your students. Or were they just not yours?"

"Mind your own business, Helena."

"Only if you mind your own."

x

December

"Hey, Helena," said Sam Roberts, coming over to her in the Library.

"Hey? Um, what do you want?"

"I was wondering if you could do me a favour," he said.

"What's that? Solve the clue for the Second Task for you?"

"Actually, yes."

"Sure."

"Here," he handed the crumpled-up paper, which was astoundingly easy to read.

I linger over a place of doom,
destroy your sense of mind,
after all I have nowhere else to loom
though you may be blind
you're not alone in this tomb.
You can light up up-inside,
though don't assume I'll be gone,
you need more than a shine.
Although you'll be cold,
for a while you may worry,
but your soul will be gone in a hurry.
If you don't find a way,
you will be gone for all of time.

Helena laughed.

"What?" asked Sam, a little irritated and offended.

"Oh, it's not you. It's just. He had no creative ideas for this task. At all?"

"You- You know what it is?"

"Of course I do. But I expected it to be a lot harder than this."

"What-"

"You're basically in a dark, cramped space and you have to fight off a Dementor."

"That sounds easy."

"If you can preform the spell, then yes it will be easy."

"What spell?"

"Unfortunately, I can't help you with that. Good luck, though!"

And she skipped off with her book in her hand.

x

Two students came up to her later on. She believed them to be friends of Sam. One was a boy and one was a girl. She believed they were called Alex Rosier and Lucy Crouch.

"Hey Helena," said Lucy, smiling at her.

"Hi? Can I help you?" she asked, eyebrows raised.

"Let's cut to the chase," said Alex. "Earlier-"

"Sam asked what his clue meant and I told him he could do it with a spell and I didn't tell him what the spell was so he told you and you're here to get it out of me."

"Wow, he said you were smart."

"But weird," said Lucy grinning.

"You really think I'll tell you? Please. I'm not afraid of you."

Both of them rounded on her.

"We're fifth years, Helena, we could easily kick your ass," snarled Alex.

"Obviously," she said, rolling her eyes. "If you were going to 'kick my ass', then you would've done so already. Now if you excuse me," she got up. "I have more important things to intend to."

She attempted to walk but they both blocked her path.

"Woah, where are you going?" asked Lucy. "The party is only getting started."

Helena smiled at them.

"You're going to fight me. Really?"

"I wouldn't put it past me," stated Alex hungrily.

"Well go ahead," said Helena. "Do it, if you're so clever."

"Gladly," whispered Lucy deadly.

Alex drew out his wand and so did Lucy.

Alex sent a spell at Helena, which she deflected without moving an inch.

"Mhm. Try harder, hot shot," she tormented.

"I'm just getting started."

Lucy sent a fire spell, which Helena dodged and it set the wall on fire.

"Two against one, not very fair, is it?"

"Not supposed to be," hissed Lucy.

They both enclosed in on her.

"Alex? Lucy? What are you doing?" asked Sam, shocked.

They both reluctantly stopped in their tracks and turned.

Lucy smiled at him sweetly.

"Nothing, we were just having a nice chat. Weren't we, Helena?"

"Oh, quite the opposite of that," Helena said smugly.

Lucy suddenly darted around and throw a powerful curse at her and Helena deflected it back at her and Lucy fell to the ground, shaking.

Sam raised an eyebrow.

"What?" asked Helena. "Never seen self-defence?"

Alex glared angrily at her. Helena smiled. Alex reluctantly picked up Lucy and walked away.

"What did they want?" ask Sam.

"Take a guess."

"Oh the Second Task, right? Yeah, sorry about that."

Helena laughed at him.

"Don't be sorry, it's funny when they get angry because they got beaten."

"Right. So are you sure you couldn't point me in the right direction to what the spell is?"

"Well, between you and me, there is a spell that can cast away Dementor's, but it's very complex to do. Back before the Dark Lord was in charge, it was classed as a NEWT level spell."

"Ok. What is it?"

"It's a charm," stated Helena. "The Patronus charm only works if you think of a powerful happy memory to cast the Dementor away. But the only problem is that a Dementor sucks out all your happy thoughts, until you have nothing to go on."

"What's the incantation?"

"It's Expecto Patronum."

"I- What?"

"Expecto Patronum," she repeated.

"And what do you mean by a happy thought?"

"Something that fills you with true happiness. It can be a memory, or something made up. As long as the emotion is there, then the power to cast the Dementor away will be too."

"Great," he said. "Thanks."

"Just try and not to get your soul sucked out," she said coolly.

"My what?"

"Dementor's, they suck out your soul."

"Great. Thanks."

"No problem."