Helena Ravenclaw (bornraven) wrote in unloading_zone, @ 2010-08-15 22:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | angelina johnson, helena ravenclaw |
Who: Angelina and Helena.
What: Helena needs to talk!
When: Earlier Sunday.
Where: Bungalow 11.
Rating/Status: Low-Medium / In Progress
Usually a calm girl, prone to sitting still and being proper, Helena was anything but today. Pacing back and forth across their living room, Helena kept going to the door, looking out in hopes to see Angelina coming back from where ever it was that she had been. She didn't want to drink, not after feeling the way she had all day yesterday. It had felt like she was drunk, losing all of her inhibitions to the alcohol, but she knew that she hadn't had anything to drink since the butterbeer at Ginny's party.
She was facing away from the door when it finally opened and Angelina walked in. Whipping around, Helena turned to face her. Her face was red and blotchy from crying and worrying, he hair was out in messy tufts from pulling at it. "I slept with Fred. We did things only a married couple should do," she blurted out, racing across the room and stopping just in front of her roommate and her friend. She bit her lip and wrung her hands together, worrying again. She couldn't face herself in the mirror, she didn't want to.
And she didn't know what to do. She wasn't sure how Angelina was going to react to her outburst. Jealous, angry, proud, sympathetic. There were a million emotions and Helena wasn't sure which she wanted more.