VINDICATED; Helena

[blaze]

One step. Two step. Three step. The emerald green eyes, too pure to belong to the Slytherin scanned over the faces that surrounded him. So much to choose from, so little time. He walked with confidence, roughly pushing anybody who stood in his path out of the way out. Most students had learned not to interrupt his step or they'd only bring nothing but bad luck upon them.

Narrowing his eyes at the small first year who stood before him trembling, Blaze smirked. Grabbing the young boy who looked as if he was on the verge of breaking down, Blaze Dolohov held the boy up against the wall with an amused expression painted onto his flawless features. "Dare to get in my way again kid and i will be less forgiving." His voice was cold and sharp, just like an knife. The boy feel onto his knees and immediately began to sob in shock and despair.

"Dolohov!" Wincing at the very sound of the familiar voice, Blaze rolled his eyes and whipped around to see his professor. "What exactly do you think you are doing?" The young professor asked arching a dark thin eyebrow. Digging his hands into his pockets, Blaze looked down at the boy and smirked, "What does it look like i am doing?" He countered back, tilting his head forward slightly as if challenging the professor. "I've been nothing but a saint all day." Blaze stated with a small wink sending the muggle studies teacher into a state of shock and surprise. He didn't have much respect for her, he had more respect for his house-elves but to avoid a detention, one he wasn't looking forward to, he decided to play nice, "I'll be going now."

Continuing his confident stride down the corridors, finding someone helpless to pick on. And just when Blaze was going to give up hope on any entertainment, he walked into someone.

"Watch it." The young man snarled angrily before turning his attention to whom he ran into.

Helena Greyback. A small smirk crept onto his lips, "I‘ve been looking for you."

[rury]

Helena made her way through the crowd. Oh, she should have stayed in Jack Lestrange's office. It was safer there. No Blaze. She was a nutcase. She pulled her cardigan over he bare shoulders. She was freezing cold. It was freezing cold. She was scared of him. Even his name would make her scream. She pushed past the students around her. There were so many. She sighed. She was carrying her Muggle studies book. She was fascinated by muggles. What they were and where they came from. She glanced down at the stone cold ground and she moved down the hallway on the third floor. She told Jack about Blaze and now Blaze was literally going to murder her.

She then bumped into someone. The figure's body was stone cold. Her light blue eyes glanced up. She froze. There it was. Her worst nightmare. She felt a lump form in her throat. She felt cold shivers run down her spine. She just stared into his emerald green eyes. She was going to scream & run away. Yes, perfect plan. But she couldn't. She just stood there staring into his eyes. Then the words came out. She decided to try and loosen up a little. She couldn't. Not toward the person who had raped her- sorry, who was raping her. "Y-You were?" she muttered, softly.

[blaze]

She was beautiful. And she was classified as his, for now. But, he was engaged…was it right? Yes, Lisa was still dating her boyfriend, why should he stop sleeping with others. Why would he give up Helena? Blaze noticed she was terrified, much more terrified than she usually was. Why? Arching an eyebrow his eyes scanned over her. He wanted to ask what was wrong, but he couldn‘t bring himself to do it, it might reveal that he actually cared for her…a little. Cupping her chin, he gazed into her crystal blue eyes, trying to see she would willingly reveal what had her so tense. However, the chances of her actually telling him anything was small, very small.

“Yes, I was…” Blaze trailed off, his stone cold expression softening slightly. Pushing her into the corner, making sure not to bring to much attention to the two. Bringing his lips to her ear, he breathed softly, “What’s wrong?” He whispered. He had known Helena for many years, since their childhood days, he knew her better than most people. He knew when something was wrong, and that was exactly what he was seeing now. “Tell me,” Blaze provoked her, attempting to persuade the truth out of her. Yes, she was always quite tense when it came to being with Blaze, but this was unusual considering there had been little physical contact.

[rury]

She felt his icy cold hand cup her chin. She just stared into his emerald green eyes. Her lips slightly trembled. Yes, I was... He had said. She could hardly breathe at that moment. He then pulled her into a corner. OH MERLIN! What was he going to do now?! She was scared. Fucking scared. She trembled all over until her trembling came to halt. He was calm. He did no physical contact which was perfectly good for her right now. But then he brought his lips to her ear. He found out. She was too obvious, wasn't she? She just had to expose. She couldn't say anything.

He had provoked her. She grew slightly tense. Busted. Yet, she had to tell a lie. She wouldn't be an idiot and tell him what happened in Jack's office. Should it be something to do with Jeremy? She didn't want to bring him into this but this lie was the only lie that would make Blaze Dolohov not become even more suspicious. Why was he even caring anyway? "Jeremy and I.. kind of had a fight." she explained. She was trying to work her words up. She pulled away from him a bit. She didn't want to get too close. Merlin knew what he would do next. She did not want to know.

[blaze]

Why was he feeling like this? Was it him who was behaving unusual? Perhaps he only thought she was tense because, he himself was slightly tense. Looking at her, he had an urge to kiss her, but not publicly. Why would he risk Demetri finding out? His best friend wouldn’t be particularly happy finding out by the mouths of others, and there was no way in hell that Demetri was going to tell him what he and Helena where engaging into. Blaze realized that he should feel guilty for what he was doing to her, but he didn’t, only because he believed it was right.

Hearing what she had to say brought a sly grin to Blaze’s lips. “That’s great…” He told her, as if praising her for doing it. “It’s best if you just keep your distance from him anyway. He’s a bad influence.” And indeed Jeremy was. The last time Blaze had called for Helena, she had learned a little tongue in cheek, something that Blaze wasn’t all that pleased with, but nothing he couldn’t control. Trailing his lips down her cheek, he moved them to her lips, but didn’t kiss her. He was using all his self control not to. “So, where have you been hiding lately, I almost forgot about you.” Blaze said in a hushed tone, still maintaining his smirk.

[rury]

She watched as a sly grin appeared across his face. She arched a blond eyebrow. Her heart paced. It skipped a beat. She just stared. She moved away. A little more away. "Great?" she asked. The words just slipped through. She just stared at him. "Um, he isn't a bad influence, Blaze, but I suppose you wouldn't know that because you don't know Jeremy." she snapped. She planned to play hard to get. She had to. She knew he would never let go but well, she might as well force him to let her go. It was the only way.

She moved back a bit when his lips trailed down her cheek. Her legs came to a halt when he spoke. “So, where have you been hiding lately, I almost forgot about you.” She kept her stare on his cheek. "I've been here Blaze. Where else would I be?" she asked, softly. Now she was going to play hard to get. "I could of sworn I forgot about you until you just stepped back into my world." she played back. She moved back. "So where have you been-" her words trailed. "Mr. Dolohov? she then whispered, seductively.

[blaze]

Blaze rolled his eyes as Helena began to get feisty, “I do know Kirst and may I say, a very bad choice of your behalf. I can’t blame him for trying to get a doll like yourself. But, don’t you think I should remind him that you’re already classified as mine? And that you will always be classified as mine?” The Slytherin growled, pushing Helena up against the wall. “I’m sure your brothers wont be pleased when they hear that their little sister, is associating with the wrong sorts. Jeremy Kirst is way out of his league. Don‘t you agree?” He asked, bringing his lips to her neck and slowly kissing it.

The young man bit down on his tongue at her words, “Well consider yourself special that I just stepped back into your world, just to give you a small reminder that will make you remember me for you rest of your days.” Blaze made sure his words where slow and quiet, making sure she understood what he meant. “I’ve been busy Ms. Greyback. I suppose this would be the appropriate time to announce that I’m engaged…” Blaze said with a small grin. He was positive that it would be hard to take in. Blaze Dolohov, engaged? Who would have thought.

[rury]

She just stared at him, softly, for a few seconds. Her heart skipped a beat. Classified as his? She moved away. "Stop acting like you're my elder brother," she hissed. "And for you information, I might be classified as yours, but you are certainly not classified as mine. So we aren't equal," she turned away from him. He then placed his lips on her stiff neck and kissed it. "You wouldn't tell them, would you?" she sighed, placing the tips of her fingers on her pink, luscious lips.

She kept quiet. His words were just so alluring. His voice was so seductive. She gripped onto the edges of her mini skirt. She turned around to look at him with her blue eyes. "The rest of my days... I wouldn't put my finger on it," she thought of Professor Riddle. He said he would stop Blaze from doing what he was doing to her. Raping her. Then his words pricked into her, like a needle. She then turned away. "Engaged? Well that's excellent, I'm sure I'm not classified as yours any more seeing that you have someone else." she smirked, gliding away from him a bit.