Helena’s Story

You know my mother as perfect
As one of the founders of Hogwarts
But I saw her through different eyes
I saw her as selfish, selfish
She focused her time on the school
And never enough on her daughter
She left me to fend on my own
And she was selfish, selfish

One stormy night in June, my mother was away
So I took her crown and fled, ne’er to return
I knew it’d give me strength, I knew it’d give me wisdom
And I knew it’d make me cleverer than her
And my mother never told, never told that I betrayed
Kept the secret ’til the grave, ’til the grave
But she soon grew sick and old, longed to see me one more time
So she cast her spell to bring me home

She called upon a man sick with adoration
She knew he wouldn’t rest until he found me, found me
He tracked me to the woods and tried to show me reason
But I told him to leave me alone, so he stabbed me, he stabbed me
Baron stabbed me

He came to me one night, with tears in his eyes
That Tom Riddle could be so very sly
He flattered me with words, he showered me with sympathy
Harry, how could I have known?