Chapter One

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"Year three is gonna be the best one yet," my friend and fellow Hufflepuff, Hannah Abbot says with enthusiasm.

"Hannah you say that every year," I say picking at the mashed potatoes on my plate. This year wasn't anything special to me, most other fifth years feel the same. The great hall is bustling with noisy teenagers catching up with their friends until the Headmaster yells out "SILENCE". Listening to Dumbledore's, boring and way too long, beginning of the year speeches always make me want to pitch myself of the astronomy tower. Not even bothering to listen this year, my eyes wander across the table I'm sitting at. Different kids sporting Hufflepuff robes and some with yellow headbands. Almost immediately my eyes get stuck on a familiar dirty blonde headed boy in my year with the prefects badge on his robes.

I saw him also as the new quidditch team captain after seeing him on the front page of the "Quibbler" the Lovegood girl passed out on the train. Something about him just annoys me but I can't figure out what. Maybe it's his stupid friends. Maybe it's his stupid hair. Or maybe it's the fact that I had a crush on him last year and then he went from flirting with me one day to completely ignoring me the next because of his new girlfriend. But people Change? Right?

I can't help but notice his features that changed since last year like how his hair lands perfectly on his face or how his green eyes remind me of emeralds. He had a major glow up since fourth year. Major.

Suddenly I'm not the only one who's staring as I see his bright eyes look into mine. He smirks confidently because he's the one who caught me staring at him, but I smirk back as he's eyes wander back to Dumbledore. I roll my eyes at his failed attempt of masculinity and turn away also.

"You okay, Sage?" Hannah questions once I turned back forward to face the Professor's table.

"Fine," I say unconvincingly looking up to see her giving my an annoyed look.

"Sorry I'm just thinking about my brother, I just miss him a bunch."

She gives me a look as if to say "Im sorry but that's not my problem" and turns back to read the quibbler with a boy beside her. Although I do miss my brother who attends a magic school in America, that's not the reason I look as annoyed as the "golden trio" in front of us who were telling Draco Malfoy to "shove off".

"Has Ralph written you a letter yet?" Matilda, or as I like to call her "Mattie" asked from the seat across from me.

"Nope and I'm not gonna sit on my ass all pathetic expecting him to, like I did last year."

Mattie said nothing but when she turned away I saw her lip quirk up. Me and my brother had a difficult relationship since we go to different schools. In different countries. He told me he would write to me over the summer, but guess what he didn't do.

The feast continues as people eat and converse with the people from their own houses loudly.

"Well come on the Froggy, let's go back to the common room," Hannah says gesturing to everyone getting up and headed towards their own dorms. "Froggy", a nickname she's called me since the day we met three years ago today after her seeing my frog patterned socks. I hate it, but it makes her happy to see she's succeeding in annoying me.

Hannah's three years younger then me and is a third year. I befriended her when she sat next to me in the great hall after the sorting hat on top of her head boomed "HUFFLEPUFF". Ever since that day she quickly became someone I considered my younger sister. Then came a bunch of other third years that Mattie and I are forced to deal with, like house elves.

We get up and walk behind the prefect and his friends who Hannah calls "Cedrics Cult" as if they worship the ground he walks on. Cedric and I only met last year when we sat together in potions, being the only two Hufflepuffs surrounded by Slytherins, it was only instinct for us to stick together. We starting talking for a few weeks until he started dating Cho Chang and starting to completely ignore me. That was the breaking point of our friendship, and we never really talked again.

"Hey darling," Maxine O'Flaherty says while hooking her arm around me and biting into an apple she took from the great hall.

"Have fun with you quidditch friends? Sure you'll make the team?" I tease as Mattie hooks her arm around my other shoulder.

"Yup!"

Even though Hufflepuffs are stereotyped as "the nice ones" which I knew was so untrue. Once we all reached the common room it was like a jungle. People gathered in cliques like in muggle teenage rom coms, pretty girls gathered their things and made their way to their dorms for beauty rest, meat head boys started doing their annual push-up contests, first years looking around excitedly. The four of us, Hannah, Mattie, Maxine and I, ended up pushing our way the first years all crowded in the center of the room like they always do. Thoughts of the prefect boy consumed my mind angrily as we walked towards the right of the common room. I soon realized that with the entire house moving around and making noise I lost the prefect boy awhile ago to the crowd. Once we got to the couched area near the fireplace me and Hannah stopped while Mattie and Maxine went upstairs to the dorm we share with two others girls.

"I'm gonna go try to sleep, I have an early class tomorrow," Hannah says between yawns.

"Alright, I think I'm gonna have a cig," I say while siting on the couch pulling a cig box and lighter out. Sitting on the couch in front of the cackling fire made me feel the warmth and I quickly got mesmerized but the flame as it danced across the wood logs. I got interrupted though when Susan Bones, a third year who sleeps in the same dorm as Hannah, sits on the other end of the yellow couch.

"I shouldn't feel scared about the whole Sirius Black thing right?" She said was a hint of fear in her voice, "I mean he's the first person to escape from Azkaban!"

I turn to face her and see tears freely streaming down her face. It's quite an upsetting sight seeing as I've never seen her cry before.

I've never been good at comforting people, even though I basically raised my older brother Rolf who goes to school in Livermony. Leaning back to grab a blanket hanging on the back side of the couch, I scoot closer to her and draped a black blanket that was hanging on the back of the couch over the both of us.

"We all know it's probably Harry Potter he's after," I say trying to make my voice as soft as possible,"that boy seems to have danger within a million mile radiance come towards him."

As morbid as that sounds it seems to calm her down. I keep cuddling her well more like cradling since I'm taller and whisper soothing words like "you'll be ok" and "I've got you" until I hear her breathing soften signaling she's fallen asleep. I start playing with the ends of her dark red hair seeing as that was what my mother did to comfort me when I was little.

My mother was a muggle who fell in love with my father who's a wizard. During the first wizard war, she and her parents were killed by death eaters. Well we don't actually know who did it but knowing my father was on Dumbledore's side and in the Order of the Phoenix made more sense then the other possibilities.

While she's sleeping my mind wanders to Cedric fucking Diggary. I roll my eyes to the thought of him ignoring me because of Cho Chang. Other then that one potions class we never really talked about anything interesting. I mean I know he's the quidditch captain but I never really got into quidditch so I only want to games to support Maxine.

Getting the thoughts of him out of my head, I slowly get up trying my best to not make a sound to wake her up. Once I'm up I silently sprint to the stairs and into the hallway where the girls dorms are located. I never really notice how pretty and decorated this hallways was before. I look at all the pictures on the walls, the Hufflepuff quidditch team celebrating a win, people studying, and random pictures of the past like one of my grandfather.

"Newt Scamander expelled from Hogwarts?" I read out, curiosity could be heard in my voice. Turning away from the news article in a frame I head for my dorm.

I walk to the dorm I was assigned to and see Hannah sprawled out on my bed. She only climes in my bed when she's scared or stressed. This Sirius Black stuff must be getting in her head too. I decide to just get some sleep while I can since no one else in the dorm is awake to talk to. Pushing my body under the covers while Hannah is violently snoring, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. Before I know it I drift off to sleep dreaming about my new classes then that damn prefect. Cedric Diggary





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