Misery [T. Higgs] ✔

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Helena, now 15, runs towards her friend Oliver, tackling him in a hug, while her father pushes her luggage in front of him. The two teenagers hug and then smile at each other. Helena had changed a lot during the last holidays that she spend in Italy with her father. Her hips had widened, giving her, combined with her active lifestyle of a lot of quidditch, lovely curves that were, even with all of her oversize clothing, breathtaking. Her chest too had grown in size. And she had cut her messy curly hair short. Her golden frame glasses looked simply lovely on her, pulling all the attention to her freckled cheeks and green eyes. And the red lipstick she decided to apply doesn't necessarily help either. "How are you. Have you seen you know who?" Oliver shakes his head. Of course immediately knowing the question to be about Harry. "Shit." "Language.", Remus and Percy, who is approaching his two friends, chorus. They all share a laugh and Helena hugs him as well. "Its good to see you, Perc..." "How were your holidays?", he asks. "Great! We went swimming every day and the water was very nice. And the place we rented out came with a private beach so we didn't have to fight muggles for enough space to lay down a towel. You guys should come with us next time.", she grins. He smiles. "I'd love to but.. You know.." Helena nods and hugs him tightly. "I'll just smuggle you inside my luggage." They share another laugh and then the girl says her goodbye to her father, hugging him tightly. "I love you, dad. I'll see you this Christmas." "I love you too, Helena. Take care." And with that the three friends climb onto the train. Soon sitting together in their usual compartment. "Hey" "Hel" Two gingers poke their heads into the room. The girl smiles. "Gred and Feorge. My favorite twins." They squeeze inside and greet the older girl with hugs. The two too had been told the girls secret and oftentimes borrowed the marauders map from her for their pranks. "You look hot." "Do you want some ice?" Helena laughs loudly, while Percy is withering away in second hand embarrassment and Oliver glares at them. "Thank you. But flirting you two need to practice a bit more often before this actually works." The two grin. "Well.. You said you brought us something from your trip to Italy." "Oh. Yeah. One second." She takes her small purse and opens it, pulling out some souvenirs. For those two she brought chalky pigments and balloons, as well as some small tokens. For Percy a new book she had her father enchant to be translated to English and for Oliver.. She grins widely at him. "I think yours I'll keep with me for a moment longer." "Can you at least..." "Tell us what it is?" She chuckles. "No chance. You'll see soon enough." Then the two leave and she simply curls up underneath her fall coat. "Are you cold?", Oliver sighs, while Percy only watches. He truly wants his two friends to end up together. They would make an adorable couple. He grins a shit eating grin, hidden by his new book, as Oliver switches sides and wraps his arm and jacket around Helena, who cuddles into him, closing her eyes. A contempt smile on her lips. "I'll take a nap then. Don't mind me." "Hey! I did this to keep you warm. Pretending to be your pillow was never part of the deal." Helena laughs an overly dramatic evil laugh, making both boys laugh themselves. "Just accept your fate, Olli.", Helena grins and he sighs. Brushing his fingers through her now short mane. Unraveling a few of her curls, making it even messier and fuller. She sighs softly. "I hope your lipstick doesn't smear onto my clothes." "No worries. Its only removable with actual cleansers. See?" Helena rubs her lips against the back of her hand, then showing him her still clean hand and not even in the slightest smudged. He nods and allows her, after taking off her glasses for her, to cuddle into him and drift off to sleep. Percy looks up. A smug smile on his lips. "Don't you dare even say a word.", Oliver says, closing his eyes as well for a nice trainride nap while Percy leaves for his Prefect meeting. Leaving the two alone in their blissful slumber.

Upon arriving in Hogsmeade Helena quickly pushes something soft into the hands of Oliver, before hurrying outside. The boy lets out a high pitched scream. In his hands is a pair of quidditch gloves, signed by his favorite player Lowe.
Laughing Helena flees the scene, just before she could notice a certain green eyed boy greet the half giant groundkeepers assistant Hagrid.