The Exchange Student - Cedric Diggory⁴

➣ 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝟏𝟒 "𝙍𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙪𝙚 𝙈𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣: 𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙋𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧"

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"Why's it so humid? It's supposed to be summer," Nicolás whined, using his hands to readjust the fabric of his shirt from his sticky skin.

Caelum's chuckles were heard over the sound of the soles of their boots against the cobblestones of the street.

"Well, it's summer in England, nothing like Colombia, if you ask me."

Nicolás only groaned. With Ember, under his Invisibility Cloak padding by his side, they crossed the street, and the sign 'Privet Drive,' approaching the door with the 4.

"I can't believe that old man had this place under the Fidelius," Nicolás sighed. "No wonder my dad could never find it, no matter how many times he came."

Ever since the war ended, Remus had been taking periodical trips to the U.K. always trying to find the house Harry lived in, all fruitless effort. And of course, Dumbledore had his own hand in it, like anything that's hurt their family.

It was a quarter to midday, and after four strong knocks, and hustle sounds from the inside, the door finally opened.

Behind it stood a large man, occupying almost the entire entrance. His face was as round as his belly, and a surprising lack of neck, his skin had weird hues of purple, or maybe it was a natural blush, Nicolás didn't really care.

"Who are you and what do you want?" the man demanded in an unkind tone.

Nicolás raised a brow, his face twisting into a grimace. "We're here for Harry, call him" he simply said.

The man's skin turned even more purple as his face twisted horribly into a sneer, a big blood vessel on his forehead seemed about to explode.

"Who do you punks think you are!" the man spat.

"Who is it, dear?" asked a female voice. As the man moved a little, Nicolás caught a glimpse of a long-necked woman approaching them.

"No one, Petunia! You weirdos better leave my house in this moment," the man spat, his anger increasing with each second.

Caelum, who, at his fifteen years, stood taller than the man, made a move forward, and the man cowered a little, before sticking out his large chest. Nicolás placed the back of his hand on Caelum's chest to stop him.

"I wasn't asking you," Nicolás said, doing his best to keep his emotions in check. "Call, Harry," Nicolás repeated in a strained voice.

"And what if I don't?" the man mocked them.

"You don't wanna know that, fatty," growled Caelum.

The man's face twisted in a nasty smirk. "I know the likes of you aren't allowed to use magic outside your freak school."

"And who said we needed any magic?" Nicolás said. He leaned down a little, grasping the invisible fabric on what seemed like thin air, and pulling it off. Beneath it, Ember was hiding. The Wampus Cat's face was already twisted in a menacing growl.

The man let out a squeal and almost ran back, a normal muggle reaction. To him, Ember was an adult, six-legged puma. The woman ran to the door, screaming at the sight of the Wampus Cat. And as Ember started to walk ahead, they cowered back, paralyzed in fear.

Without taking his eyes of the adults, Nicolás spoke. "Go and check the upper floor, if he's not there, then the cupboard under the stairs."

Getting the message, Caelum stepped inside the house, the adults cowering even more at the tall teenager.