Helena was looking at the thin white scars on her arms, grimicing at them. They had seemed like such a good idea at the time, now they seemed sensless. They were all because of him, everything was because of him. ..
FLASHBACK
"Come on Lena!" Ginny shouted to Helena, Ginny knew that Helena hated to be called 'Lena', but she did it anyway. Whoever knew that Ginny Weasley woud become bestfriends with an anti-social emo girl? And that's exactly what Helena Black was, an anti-social emo.
"I'm coming," Helena muttered. Ginny had somehow drug her along to a party held by some rowdy fifth years. Helena didn't, and did, want to go. She hated big crowds, but she wanted to see him... but if Ginny knew Helena would be made fun of mercilessly, because the object of her affection was none other then Fred Weasley, Ginny's older brother.
Helena let her black hair hang into her face, covering her gorgeous green eyes, and slumped inside her jeans and t-shirt.
"Come on Lena! Get in the mood!" Ginny shouted, tickeling Helena from behind.
Helena smiled at Ginny, "All right, then," she said, raising her voice to match Ginny's. When Helena wanted to, she could be the kind of person that you'd want to be around. Helena and Ginny busted into the Room of Requirement, and the two girls were soon wrapped in a whirl of gaiety.
Shots of Firewhiskey were being passed around, and after a few drinks, the older kids, and some of the younger ones, were soon tipsy, or quite drunk.
Helena was talking to Ginny and a second year called Hermione, when Fred came up behind Helena and picked her up, swinging her around.
"Put me down you moron!" Helena cried through her laugheter.
"Whatever you say, Lena," Fred grinned at the use of Helena's unwanted nickname.
"Don't call me that," Helena scowled.
"Kiss her Fred!" Fred's twin brother, George shouted from across the room.
Fred grinned evily at Helena and swooped at her. "You wouldn't dare!" the girl shouted. Fred's grinning face sobered, and he looked down.
"No, I don't suppose I would," he said.
"I didn't think so," Helena said. She turned back around to talk to Ginny and Hermione, when she found that Fred's lips were on hers.
Helena kissed Fred back at first, until she realized that everyone was watching, and she hit him in the back of the head with her Van.
"Get off of me!" she shouted at the offending boy.
"I didn't mean it," Fred shouted back.
"That's what made it so wrong," Helena said in a voice so low that only Fred, and maybe Ginny, could hear.
Helena ran from the room in fury and humiliation.
END FLASHBACK
Helena pulled herself from the embarrassing memory, and fell into one of her premoniton.
PREMONITON
"George!" Fred cried, "Look out!"
George whipped his head around in time to see the werewolf barrelling towards him. The beast's claws whipped out and caught George on his arm and leg. Bravely, Fred threw himself in the creature's path, and was bitten.
END PREMONITION
"Oh my God!" Helena gasped, and apparated to the Weasley's house. Ginny, Molly, and Ron all sat gasping at the face of their clock, where both Fred and George's hands rested on 'mortal peril'.
"I know where they are!" Helena shouted hurriedly.
"What?" Molly asked, staring in bewilderment at Helena's pajama-clad figure.
"They're being attacked by a werewolf in the Forbidden Forest!"
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