CHAPTER XXVII:
graveyard divorce( June 1995 )
AN HOUR HAD PASSED AND ONLY FLUER DELACOUR AND VIKTOR KRUM HAD RETURNED. Ginger grew anxious and tired together within the hour and only awaited for Cedric's return so she could say the tournament was over and they could finish the school year then finally go home for the summer.She sat on the walkway of the stands with Alex, Lee, and the twins while the boys played exploding snap to cure their boredom.
"Je continue à m'exciter pour ces tâches, puis j'oublie à quel point il y a de l'attente." Alex leaned to Ginger not wanting to bother with translating his words to English.
"Moi aussi." She nodded agreeing.
The three Gryffindors turned their heads up at the sound of their French words. "Is French both of your first languages?" Lee asked. They both nodded. "How much French do you know?" Those listening furrowed their brows at his question.
"Mate, it's their first language. Think about that for a moment," Fred spoke up. Lee did just that and his eyes widened while his mouth formed and oh shape. The five teens all let out laughs at his realization.
Cutting their time of laughing short, cheers erupted from those around them. "Cedric!" Ginger's face lit up at the thought of her best friend being the Tri-Wizard champion. They all quickly stood up having people move in front of them to cheer loudly for whoever had come back from their journey while the band began to play their tunes loudly.
Ginger got a quick glance down to see Harry and Cedric with the Tri-Wizard cup beside them. A smile grew as her view was blocked, "it's Cedric and Harry! They both made it!" She smiled greatly cheering for the two victorious boys who had been on the grass. She cupped her hands around her mouth cheering for them and clapping loudly with the crowd while hugging her friends around her. Just as she reached beside her to hug Alexander, a loud ear-piercing scream was heard from below.
Ginger's heart dropped at the sound, her arms fell from the younger boy's shoulders and her smile slowly fell. She then got a clear view of what the scream had been for. Harry was clutching Cedric who lay motionless on the grass. Ginger's hand clutched George's beside her but he had no way to comfort her out of his own put shock.
Dumbledore rushed forward as Ginger had been frozen in shock and fear for the absolute worst she could imagine. Harry wept over Cedric and the only thing Ginger could think of had flooded her mind for the moment she stood beside those who had also been in shock. Multiple people rushed forward out of the stands while Dumbledore spoke quietly with Harry, Ginger and Alex included. George had tried to grab her hand back to keep her away but had already been too far from his reach.
Refusing to believe what her eyes so desperately proved to be true, she shook her head reeling in a sharp breath as she got a closer look at the boy she would call her best friend. Alexander shook beside Ginger, he too refused to believe the worst for their favorite Hufflepuff. Both with tensing muscles and nerves, peered at their worst nightmare come to life.
Cedric Diggory was dead. Lifeless. No oxygen entered or exited his body and wouldn't ever again. His heart no longer held a steady beat and his rosy cheeks were now pale and almost purplish.
Multiple tears escaped Alexander's eyes while he shook beside a frozen Ginger. Her hand spasticity hit his arm having all her emotions hit her at once, now processing what was happening. "Alex- Al- He's- Alexander- Ced- He's- Cedrics-" No real words fell from her lips while she darted her eyes back and forth between her live friend and her dead one. Alexander nodded furiously while wrapping his arms around her while her breath quickened having most of it leave her lungs within the minute.
Her breath was extremely shallow as she began feeling lightheaded while her arms remained by her sides with Alexander hugging her tightly sobbing. Ginger's chest heaved heavily feeling as though her ribs were squeezing on her heart and lungs. She felt as though she were drowning and being burned alive all at the same time as she felt tears streaming down her face relentlessly with no end to them.
At last, when Amos Diggory rushed to the front of the crowd is when she came to touch with everything happening and collapsed in Alexander's arms crying loudly in front of the corpse of the boy they once laughed with and had all their best memories with. Then Amos began shouting incoherent streams of grief over his dead son and Ginger had lost all composure she had left in her body.
Ginger was experiencing the loss of her best friend. Her first friend. The boy who fell into his birthday cake when Ginger brought it out to him. The boy who pushed her into the Black Lake in their first year of schooling. The boy who pushed her into the Black Lake again for their fourth year of schooling. The boy who bravely put his name into the Goblet of Fire. The boy who was going to let her build an astronomy tower in her room with his shared tournament winnings. The boy who shared a matching ring set with her yet it was now in her possession. The boy who she had just spoken to just a few hours ago.
Her arms tightly wrapped around the french boy in front of her while they mourned the death of their dear friend Cedric Diggory.
Ginger's life would never be the same after this. Their fantasy of sharing a home or living beside each other would never come true. Ginger would never shout for asking for a cup of sugar then have Cedric bring it and end up staying for hours talking on and on again for the day. She would never see Cedric grow old and he would never see her grow old.
Their platonic friendship rings would now go to waste as now she was a platonic widow for the best friend she had ever had.
NOTE. now why did the song for this part (fourth of july) start playing ☹️ i was doing fine writing this then the mf song came on and now i feel all kinds of bad ☹️ cedric rlly said "see you next year 😄 or not 😟" ANYWAYS HAVE FUN WITH THE TRIPLE UPDATE AND THE CHAPTERS THAT ARE COMING UP 😋
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starstruck, george weasley
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