The Rose and The Imp Closed

H E L E N A

R O S E

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Date 01/14/24

Helena's Dialogue #aa8b00

Tags @Clark Baird

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It started off a normal Sunday per say for Helena. Though the events so far from winter break to the bonding time with Bex in the girls Lavatory. Helena Rose could say her life has been a bit of a disaster.

Recap Helena’s parents are getting a divorced which made the girl feel utterly helpless thankfully for her the one person who could understand her pain was none other than Rebecca Lark in return said girl helped Helena dye her hair the old fashion muggle way. Which was an experience to say the least.

The normally honey dew blonde girl now had a jet black raven down hair color. In the sun light it shimmered similar to a ravens feather a tent of blueish black but over all her hair was jet black as her icy blue eyes held nothing but rage and anger.

Starting off the Sunday was decent to say the least until she went back to her dorm room to find none other than a certain dwarf of an imp laying in her bed making the covers strewn everywhere. Make matters worse the boy ended up fleeing while wearing one of her sunflower gold dresses.

Why on earth was he in one of her dresses she had no bloody idea but the young girl was full of rage.

The young girl stormed out of the Hufflepuff dormitory. Scanning the vast halls of Hogwarts.

Storming down the halls Helena gritted her teeth her patience thinning more and more by the minute. Standing up straight the young girl cracked her neck her fists balled into tiny little fists.

“CLARK BAIRD WERE THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU?!”

Helena bellowed loudly with venom in her voice.

One would assume she was merely angry but in reality she was infuriated and was tired of the boy's antics.

As she continued storming down the halls. She caught sight of the rather short boy. In the courtyard a few feet away from her.

Dare say the dress he was wearing did not flatter him very well and seemed like it could’ve been slightly too long.

As icy cold eyes caught sight of the boy Helena stormed towards him. Her teeth gritted in fury.

Helena advanced towards the boy as if he was just mere prey.

Moving closer Helena grabbed the boy by the collar of the dress pulling him close to her.

Glaring daggers at the shorter boy Helena growled in anger gripping the dresses collar tightly.

[color:#aa8b00] “Who gave you permission to steal my things! You little thief!”[/color]

Helena hissed towards the boy her eyes radiated anger and if looks could kill dare say Clark would most likely be gone just by the look of hatred burning in Helena’s eyes.

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