Sorry everyone for the delay but there are events in life that upset us and this is what has been happening lately. I'm back to writing this fiction. Feel free to leave a little comment.

Bringing Tom back into the light, Helene was frustrated. This request from her sponsor seemed impossible to her how to make someone who researches artifacts that can kill light. She had been racking her brains for two months and could not think of any solution, in fact, only one, but she knew that it would be dangerous for her because the dark could destroy the light.

She went to the main hall for the evening meal and sat down next to Tom as usual, he ignored her but demanded her presence by his side as a way to scare off the other tables. He found her so beautiful and found in her a certain sparkle and this sparkle he wanted. But he knew that she was also coveted by Abraxas and he didn't like that. It was time to remind Malfoy who is the master of this place.

Albus Dumbledore knew how Helen should proceed... Tom didn't know what love was. Maybe Helen could help him discover it and free him from his demons, or at least help him control them. One approached Christmas with great speed, this period of the year was merry and favourable with the beautiful declarations. He knew he was sending her into the lion's den and hoped never to have regrets but it was necessary to accept that sacrifices were necessary for the good of all. (Yes, that's the image I have of Dumbledore) The principal stood up and asked for silence.

- Dear students! In less than a month we will reach the Christmas vacations and what better way to celebrate this event than with a ball. This Saturday, December 24, I invite you all to the end of the year ball. The first three years you will be able to participate in the Christmas meal, the 4th and 5th years you will have the right to the first part of the evening and for the last years as you can imagine the possibility to participate in the whole festivities. Gentlemen, ladies, it is your turn to find the person who will accompany you to the ball. An outing will be planned for this weekend so that you can choose your outfits."

This announcement had provoked giggles from the girls, but Albus' wink had not escaped Helen's notice. The girls at his table moved towards Tom hoping to be his date but he turned them all away with a simple wave and a simple sentence.

- "If I'm going to that stupid ball, the woman on my arm will have to be exceptional." Tom glanced at Helen who was blushing. Helen knew he wasn't a nice man, but she found him attractive and this could be her chance to change the future.

Helene looked back at Abraxas who was looking at her with sparkling eyes, Tom had lost none of his right hand attitude. This situation had not escaped Lestrange and Goyle's notice and they realized they had to talk to their friend. Lestrange stood up and tapped Abraxas on the shoulder to follow them, and they left the room with all the nobility they possessed. Chalus Potter had not missed any of this event and he really wanted to invite Helene but he knew there were problems that needed to be avoided.

Further out of the room Goyle and Lestrange were leading Abraxas down a hallway.

- "You need to stop this right now Malfoy!" Abraxas understood his friend's hint, but he couldn't help but admire the beautiful Helen. Her long hair, her sparkling eyes, her luscious mouth.

- Abraxas! Concentrate! Do you realize that you are making eyes at the woman that the master has chosen? No, don't answer, you have to stop this right now, especially since you are engaged."

Abraxas knew that, but he also knew that his fiancée, although beautiful, was above all a woman without meaning, without subtle intelligence. She had only the qualities expected of a woman of pure blood. An arranged marriage with the noble family Lestrange (we do not know who is the mother of Lucius, I invent), this arranged especially Lord Malfoy Septimus. Abraxas in his thoughts under the gaze of his friends, had not noticed that the future black mage was behind them, he approached him, Tom had an idea in mind.

- "Abraxas, my dear friend... I wish to invite the beautiful Helen to the ball, it is time she knew her fate. I wish you to bring her to me in the astronomy tower. Ah, and you will watch what will happen! That will teach you to covet what you cannot have.

Abraxas bowed his head and murmured a barely audible "yes," and Tom followed Lestrange and Goyle and the other members of his group. Abraxas didn't know if he wanted to stay on Tom's good side, he was a Malfoy, a man of honor and presence, and he was the one who should be feared by his name. Abraxas walked towards the dungeons and entered the Slytherin dormitory in search of Helen. There she was, sitting on a couch with her legs bent, reading a potion book. Abraxas approached her.

- Helen, can I talk to you?

- "Oh sure, Abraxas!" Helen closed the book and looked deep inside at Abraxas, she secretly hoped Abraxas would offer her an invitation to the ball, but she suspected it wouldn't happen with Tom's influence...

- "The May... Tom wishes to see you in the Astronomy tower tonight..."

- "Doesn't he know how to invite me himself?"

- "He wishes to speak with you and I believe he was planning a little something..."

- Abraxas... You are a great man. Act as you wish, to save you trouble I will go to the tower."

Hélène came out of the dungeons, ready to tell Tom what she was thinking, she would show him who Hélène Rosier was. She crossed the corridors, closely followed by Jedusor's bodyguard, and arrived at the foot of the stairs. She slowly climbed the stairs, after all it was necessary to make herself desired. She arrived on the landing and saw Tom near the window with a bouquet of roses in his hand, candles floating and lighting Tom's beautiful face.

- "Good evening, Helen, you look beautiful as always."

- "Good evening Tom." Helene replied coldly, she didn't want to show the Slytherin that she was touched by his intention. She suspected that all of this was not harmless and would not be a simple conversation between two young adults about dragons and centaurs. Tom walked over to Helen and handed her the bouquet of roses.

- Here are red roses, it seems to me that it is the emblem of your house." Here he was playing the violin to Helen using his origins but at no time did he realize his mistake and there Helen understood... Tom was not a pure blood, he was lying all good pure bloods who respect themselves know that the French branches did not have the same emblems as the English.

- Thank you for the intention but ... no the red roses are for the Rosiers living in England, in reality in the French branch are white roses for the purity of blood and body. It's amazing you didn't know that, but I don't think you made me climb all those stairs for a pretty bouquet of flowers."

- "Perceptive...I wanted to ask you to the Christmas ball. Would you agree to go with me?

- "I need to think..." Helen turned on her heels smiled at Abraxas and walked down the stairs.

Here's the rest, I hope this chapter has more and have your opinion.