Helena's eyes widened just a little as Greg stood, towering over her. Though seventeen, she had stopped growing a few years back, standing at a whopping five feet and two inches. It was a good little height for climbing trees, when she wanted to be rebellious, which wasn't really all that often. She quickly composed herself though and smiled.
"No! You do not have to go." She'd stumbled upon him. "I can leave," she paused for a second before letting her smile grow. Helena was very trusting of most people, but then, she was friends with Death Eaters. "We could always share the space as well." She shrugged a little before taking a step towards one of the other trees, showing that they could share properly and inviting him to sit back down.