Misery [T. Higgs] ✔

mothers eyes

Helena walks next to Percy. The two had become friends immediately when still on the train. And together they were now heading towards the great hall for sorting.

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The second his eyes found her next to the obvious third Weasley son his breath stopped. He could see Lily in her eyes. Her green eyes. Beautiful and just like her mothers. Her black curls that framed her heart shaped face with freckles across her nose. If it weren't for those black curls he'd think Lily had walked into the great hall. Immediately he knew. She must be Lily's first child. What was her name again..? Something with H... Ha He Hi Ho He He He..

"Helena Lily Lupin." What? Lupin?! How?!Soon he understands that the old schoolfriend of both Lily and James must have taken her in and adopted her.
Inwardly he begs for her to be in Slytherin. Just one part of the woman he had loved until the day she died and still loved with every breath he took.

The girl sits on the chair and the hat is placed onto her head.

"Uhu. Okay. Gryffindor!"

The house table applauds and cheers while he inwardly curses. Was it really so terrible of him to want her to be in his house?

Helena takes a seat and soon is joined by a boy named Oliver Wood and of course the Weasley offspring Percy. They talk happily amongst each other their happiness annoying him to the bone. He hated it. She could have been chattering with Terence Higgs, an older Slytherin who would be a good companion for her. But he couldn't change anything. Once more, Lily was out of his reach. And after the few moments her green eyes lit up his world they now turned away to a new James Potter and his world turned dark and cold once more.

Helena smiles at her new friends cheerfully. "I'm already excited for the first lessons tomorrow. Charms and Configuration are probably going to be my favorites. But potions I know the most about.", she grins. "How do you already know anything about those subjects?" "My dad send me to a preschool where they teach some wandless magic and how to control your magic better.", she shrugs. "And?" "I can walk on walls and ceilings." "What?!" Helena giggles. "Look at my legs, okay?" Both boys nod and soon gasp as she completely levitated only centimeters above the bench. "Wow! How can you do that?" "I always did it. But now I can control it. Sometimes I woke up on the ceiling when I was younger. And scared the life out of my dad when I just fell down." "Wicked. So you live with your parents, right?" "Not really. I live with my adoptive dad. My parents died.", Helena admits after staying silent for a second. "I'm so sorry.", Oliver immediately apologizes. "No worries. Its fine. Me and dad talk about them often. He was my godfather, you know... So he knew them very well." "So then who were they.. If I may ask.", Percy asks. Helena gulps. "Promise me to keep it secret, okay? Nobody but us can know!" Both boys nod eagerly and huddle closer. "My real parents are James and Lily Potter. And I have a little brother named Harry." The sheer disbelief on both boys faces and their gaping mouths are the best indication of just how shocked they are. "Do you have a scar too? Like him I mean. Does he have one?" "He does. Or.. Did. Me and Harry haven't seen each other in 6 years. He lives with my aunt. And I with my godfather after running away from my aunt and uncle. And that piece of shit son Dudley. Also.. No. I don't have a scar. I was hidden away. But I had to watch." The three hug and with that their friendship had become unbreakable.
After the feast and receiving their time tables Helena, Percy and Oliver, all walking right next to each other, walk after the Gryffindor prefect and enter the common room with the password Shawshank that Helena had to chuckle at.
They only split up, after comparing their time tables and making out a time to meet up in the common room. Then they go to bed and Helena prepares for another dream travel adventure, taking a deep breath, then drifting off into the deep abyss. Searching around she finally finds the vessel she wants and slides into the dream. Its a nightmare. With her aunt Petunia, uncle Vernon and cousin Dudley hunting down her poor little brother. She catches him in her arms and with a flick of her wrist she destroys the monstrous images. She smiles, leaning down and pecking his forehead. He smiles at her sadly. "Why can't you be there when I'm awake. They are horrible to me. They say you're dead." A tear escapes her eyes as she embraces him tightly. The price of dream diving into his damaged mind was loosing her voice. Because her image is only as clear as his memory of her. "I'm here. I'm alive. We'll meet again. I promise." She mouths, cupping his cheeks. She then lifts him up and with a wink of her wrist a bed appears. Placing him down onto the soft mattress she tucks him in all cosily and then mouths good night. Before with a wink of her hand the whole dream world turns dark and she drifts out of his mind to that of her dad, to visit him.

"Hello Dad.", she smiles, running over to him and hugging him. He catches her in his arms, tightly embracing her back. "Hey little one. How are you? How was your first day?" "Great so far. I made friends already. Percy and Oliver." "Two boys. Oh lord have mercy.", Remus murmurs and she giggles. "I'm 11 dad. I don't plan on having anybodys babies any time soon." He sighs and hugs her only closer. "I can't make sure enough. You are just my little girl. And you'll always be. Now what are your lessons for tomorrow. Let me help with where you need to go. And you have my old map, right?" "Yeah. The marauders map." She grins happily. They go over the typical first lesson stuff they teach and over how she gets to every classroom, if necessary using the map. Then both slip into the darkness of calm deep sleep.