I'm really sorry for the delay and the wait several chapters will be published today ... Here is the continuation, hoping that you like this chapter. This chapter will be totally dedicated to Hélène.

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Indeed I forgot to translate the names and nicknames this will be modified

Helene woke up in her bunk, thinking about her godfather's words and feeling as if a trap had closed around her. She had heard her grandmother say more than once that he was a manipulator and that she didn't understand why my parents were interested in him or had created any friendship. She even wondered if her grandmother had not detected some truth in this.

She got out of bed and went to the bathroom to shower and get ready.

She knew she had to get close to Tom Riddle, she knew that if there was one thing young men were interested in it was beauty but she had her doubts about Tom, she would have to show her intelligence while showing herself to be selfless. After putting on her uniform, casting many spells to maintain her long curls followed by a glamour, our Slytherin was ready to throw herself into the mouth of the basilisk.

As she walked out of the dormitory and into the dungeons, she passed Abraxas who was smiling at her and leaning against the wall.

-" I've been waiting for you miss..." Helen felt that she had a better chance of becoming intimate with Tom's contacts even though she suspected that Malfoy must be an outstanding draughtsman.

-" I imagine a gentleman such as yourself had every intention of gidering me for our next class."

-" Beyond the comliment miss, it is mostly a ... friend who asks me to look after you and I must say that there are more thankless tasks than accompanying a lovely lady to her various classes. "

Abraxas was a charmer, she understood that in his walk, in the way he looked at her, he approached her and held out his arm to her as they walked towards their first metamorphosis class.

-" You know Abraxas, I understand that you feel the need to protect the snakes but I don't think the division of houses means we all have to hate each other..."

- "You? All right if you're going to be on first-name terms with me I'll do the same. You are very naive if you think that division does not involve emotions other than friendship. "

- "I see we don't necessarily share the same ideas... I thought that something could make us... bring us together."

She could see that Abraxas was shocked at her words and that she was playing on the double meaning of words. Abraxas turned to her and looked at her face, and he understood that his master might be interested in this young woman, after all he hadn't often seen beautiful purebloods, he knew full well that English beauties tarnished not least because of inbreeding. The French Purebloods had understood that this mania for intermarriage could be a problem, so they sent their daughters and sons abroad to find a good match who was not part of their family, or at least so many generations apart that it was almost impossible to trace the exact blood relationship. Yes, Abraxas knew this better than anyone else, having had a French father, but his mother refused to let him move away from England.

-" Here we come... after you Helen.

- "Thank you," Helene entered the classroom and observed the students. The Gryffindors were in front she saw Charlus in front and gave him a slight smile that was returned with a wink. she looked further and saw all the Slytherins, Abraxas passed by her and indicated to her to move on. There were two seats left, one next to Tom and one next to Zabini, knowing Abraxas' preferred seat.