The One and Only |Fred x Reader|

The Mourning

Mad-Eye was sat in a chair and he began violently shaking. He pulled off his fake eyepiece and threw it at my feet. His face and body shape changed and he transformed. He lifted his head up and looked at me, then Harry. It was the guy from the World Cup. "Barty Crouch Junior." Dumbledore stated.

"I saw him the night of the World Cup!" I yelled.

"I'll show you mine if you show me yours." He whispered as he rolled up his arm.

"Y/n, your arm." Dumbledore said as he showed Barty my arm.

"Y'know what this means don't you? He's back. Lord Voldemort has returned." Barty stated.

"Send an owl back to Azkaban, I think they'll find they're missing a prisoner." Dumbledore told Snape.

"I'll be welcomed back like a hero." Barty spat at Dumbledore.

"Perhaps. Personally I've never had time for heroes." Dumbledore stated shortly.

"Miss Black and Mr Potter, go to your Dorms." Snape commanded.

Harry grabbed my wrist as we practically ran out of the room. We ran down corridors and up some stairs until we got back to the Common Room. When we walked in students were already in there. Everyone had been sent back in from the Tournament. "Y/n!" Fred ran at me giving me a huge hug.

"Harry!" I heard Ginny yell accross the room.

George and Lee also ran up to me. "We have to go to the Great Hall in five minutes. Dumbledore said before running after you that he needed to tell everyone something." George told me as he joined the hug.

"Are you ok?" Lee asked as he stood behind the hug awkwardly.

"I'm...fine. I think." I said.

"Yeah totally. That's why your arm is bleeding." Fred pulled away and looked at my arm.

"I'm ok! I have bandages." I let go of the twins and ran upstairs to my Dormitory.

I walked to the loo and grabbed my bandages. I hadn't needed to use them in months. I cleaned the wound and gently wrapped the bandages around my arm. I left the bathroom and sat on my bed. I couldn't believe it. Cedric was gone. I started to cry, and I thought I'd never stop. I needed to tell Sirius.

I got up and went to my desk but there was already a package sitting there with a note on the top.

Dear Y/n,

It looks better on you than it did me.
You can keep it.
Good luck for the final task as well!
I'll see you there.

Love,
Cedric.

Tears fell down my face as I opened the package. It was the jacket Zach gave me to wear the night of the Yule Ball. It was a black zip-up and on the back was "Diggory" above his Quidditch number, which was 07. I quickly put on the jacket and wiped away tears. "Y/n you almost ready?" Fred opened the door and saw me. "Is that Diggory's-"

"Yes." My face was still red and my eyes were puffy.

Fred walked over to me and gently pulled me into a hug. "I'm so sorry." He whispered.

"Stop snogging and come downstairs!" George yelled.

"Y/n...is it too late to say-" Fred started.

"C'mon you two! We're going to be late!" George barged in this time with Lee standing behind him.

"Ok! We're coming." I told them.

We walked down the halls and the stairs to the Great Hall. We opened the doors and took our seats at the Gryffindor table. The lights were dim and many Hufflepuffs were crying. "Today we acknowledge a really terrible loss. Cedric Diggory was as you all know, exceptionally hard working, intricately fair minded. And most importantly a fierce fierce friend. I think therefore you have the right to know exactly how he died. You see, Cedric Diggory was murdered by Lord Voldemort. The ministry of magic does not wish me to tell you this. But not to do so I think would be an insult to his memory. Now the pain we all feelat this dreadful loss reminds me, reminds us that while we may come from different places and speak in different tongues, our hearts beat as one. In light of recent events the bonds of friendship we made this year will be more important than ever. Remember that and Cedric Diggory will not have died in vain you remember that. And we'll celebrate a boy who was kind and honest and brave and true right to the very end." Dumbledore said.