Helena Ravenclaw (bornraven) wrote in unloading_zone, @ 2010-07-23 22:12:00 |
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Entry tags: | harry potter, helena ravenclaw |
Who: Helena Ravenclaw and Harry Potter
What: Trying to find some information
When: Saturday morning
Where: Library
Rating / Status: Low / Incomplete
Helena couldn't describe this feeling creeping about inside of her. It wasn't good though. The feeling was almost overwhelming fear, threatening to drown her. How could such a thing be put into a piece of luggage? It was absurd. Helena hadn't been able to sit still since opening her fear. It made her itchy and jumpy and fidgety, much like Helena couldn't ever remember being before.
Letting herself into the library, Helena waited for Harry to arrive and help her. She would have asked Fred for the help, but Harry was starting to get a hang of the library and he worked there with her. Besides, from what she understood, there was a possibility that he would understand. She had flipped through some of the books she had stacked and re-ordered. She was a Ravenclaw, it was in her nature. It seemed as though Harry Potter should have had a whole section of his own.
Helena didn't have the slightest clue of where to begin. She was almost rattled by the ferocity of her own fear. Which was silly. She was the only one of her time in this place, and everyone else was from hundreds of years later. There must have been some fluke, pulling her to this island with all these new people and new ways, not letting her know the very fate which she so dreaded now.
When the door opened, Helena jumped from her seat, where she had been bouncing her leg, almost impatiently. "Mr. Potter, thank you so much for helping me."