After the tragic death of her best friend/unrequited love, Cedric Diggory, Elliana Kingsley, a Muggle-born witch, chose to leave Hogwarts and travel with her parents to the continental US, hoping for a fresh start.
But her world is turned upside wh...
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||Elliana's P.O.V.||
It was dark. So dark. And silent. The only sound being my ragged breaths and racing heart. I was running, but I had no idea what I was running from. I could barely feel my feet as I ran as fast as my legs could take me. Wait.. I was searching for something. Or someone.
All of a sudden, a feeling of dread washed over me. Panic settled in the pit of my stomach, causing adrenaline to pierce through my veins.
"CED!" I screamed as loud as I could, my eyes desperately scanning the darkness.
"CEDRIC! PLEASE!" I screamed again, my heart feeling as though it was being ripped from my chest. "CEDRIC!"
Then, I heard it, his soft, kind voice washing over me, "Elliana."
I spun around and came face to face with my best friend. My heart was in my throat as I threw my arms around his neck. His arms wrapped around me, but it didn't feel right.. He wasn't.. warm. It was as though he wasn't even there. I pulled back, looking up at him in confusion.
"..Cedric," I whispered his name, my eyes filling with tears.
The darkness around us grew more intense. He was the only thing I could see. Suddenly, he seemed to glow— his sun-kissed skin shining golden against the darkness. His silver eyes danced vibrantly as they poured into mine with an intensity that stole my breath. What was happening? The glowing became brighter, as though he was the sun itself.
He hesitantly held up his hand, reaching for me. My breathing stilled as he tried to caress my face, but I didn't feel a thing. Judging by the sorrow in his eyes, neither did he.
"I'm sorry, Elliana." I could barely make out the sound of his broken voice.
I shook my head, refusing to believe that everything that transpired was anything but a nightmare. Cedric didn't just sacrifice himself to save me. This was all in my head. I was dreaming— Had to be. When I wake up, I'll be in my dorm. I'll go have breakfast in the Great Hall with Cedric and the others and forget all about this terrible night terror. This wasn't happening. None of this was happening.
When he took a step towards me and leaned down to place a kiss on my forehead, I froze. My eyes fluttered shut. If I focused hard enough, I could make out the faint feel of his lips pressing against my skin. I held onto that feeling with every fiber of my being, burning it into my memory. All too soon, he pulled away. It was then that I realized that the bright glow of the light was overtaking him— He was starting to fade away.
Desperately, I reached for him. "Ced, no," I pleaded, tears pouring from my eyes. "Please. Come back." My voice broke as I choked out a sob. "Please.."
