A family well known for always being rich and pureblooded has a pair of twins...
Athena and Draco were those inseparable kids who always stayed together but what will happen when she gets sent away.
Loyal, ambitious, brave, smart and cunning little...
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As I leisurely strolled down the winding path leading to the calm lake nestled within the sprawling grounds of Hogwarts Castle, my mind buzzed with contemplations on the peculiarities of male bravado. "Why is it," I mused aloud, "that boys always feel the need to parade their bravery, only to end up shaken up and bruised?"
Walking a few paces behind me, Cedric was amused at my blabber and couldn't help but chuckle at my observation. "Well love..." he quipped, his tone laced with playful jest, "what's life without a bit of daring? After all, it's the thrill of the risk that sets the heart racing." "That sounded too poetic"
I shot him a sidelong glance, a hint of incredulity in my expression. "I'll take a quiet stroll by the lake over a disastrous encounter any day, and see some randsom people fist fighting, why not that?" I countered, my voice tinged with amusement. "There's something to be said for serenity amidst the chaos, as well as, you do not need to outshine yourself. You're the golden boy already, aren't you?"
Cedric's laughter danced on the gentle breeze as he quickened his pace to catch up with me, his hand extending to brush against mine. "Ah, but my Athena," he began, his eyes alight with mischief, "imagine the adoration I'd inspire as the brave knight able to defeat everyone?"
I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his theatrics, though a fond smile tugged at the corners of my lips. "Oh, spare me the melodrama," I teased, my tone affectionate despite my dislike. "You'd be far better off steering clear of trouble."
"Good gracious, Cedric, you're being positively absurd," I exclaimed, picking up my pace and shaking my head in amusement. "You're positively delusional," I teased, unable to hide my affection for his endearing antics.
"Only for you, my dear," he declared, his smile melting away any semblance of resistance I might have had. Undeterred by my playful rebuke, Cedric matched my steps with ease, his gaze unwavering as he fixed it upon me. "Besides, where's the fun in that?" he countered, his smile warm and genuine. "With you by my side, I fear no danger."
"Yeah now silence. You're too cheesy and heroic with your words." I push him a bit playfully.
As we reached the comforting embrace of a majestic oak tree, I couldn't help but lean against its sturdy trunk, relishing the tranquility of our surroundings. Cedric, quite the charmer, leaned in close, his presence a reassuring anchor amidst the tumult of the world beyond Hogwarts' protective walls. And in that fleeting moment, as the sunlight filtered through the branches and leafs above.
With a soft chuckle, I leaned against the sturdy trunk of a nearby tree, feeling its rough surface against my back. "I must admit, Cedric, I can't say I'm entirely thrilled at the thought of you throwing yourself into danger," I confessed, turning to meet his gaze.
"But if winning the Triwizard Tournament is truly your heart's desire, then who am I to stand in your way?" I continued, my voice softening with genuine concern trying to kick some concience into him.
