"Smile everyone, now," Mrs. Diggory chirped, holding a camera up.
Tara, Cedric, James, Mitchell, Ciara and Sarah, stood arms thrown around each others shoulders.
Cedric gave Tara's shoulder a quick squeeze as the group laughed along and the shutters clicked.
"That'll be one for the album, right Ced?" Mr. Diggory grinned widely, bursting with pride.
"Yeah," Cedric answered, letting go of his friends.
Cho stood beside Cedric's parents, after having her photo with Cedric just taken. She smiled at them all.
"Let's go in for dinner, then," James announced, clapping his hands together.
"Mr. Triwizard champion needs his nutrients," Mitchell teased, thumping Cedric on the back.
"Sound plan," Sarah agreed.
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Towards the end of dinner the champions were called down to the champions tent, Cedric hadn't eaten much. The nerves, Tara suspected, were the reason for that.
So, after kissing Cho quickly, saying a goodbye to all of them and fist pumping Tara, he was gone.
Spectators were called down five minutes after the champions, instructed to head to the quidditch pitch. When they got closer James looked to the group utterly betrayed.
"What did they do to the pitch?" James breathed
Ciara giggled, "Oh, calm down," she told him, taking his hand, "It's just a pitch."
The quidditch pitch was now occupied with a twenty-foot-high edge, running along the perimeter.
"Cee," he turned to her and shook his head, "It's a monstrosity."
"It's only for a night," she sighed, nudging him playfully.
James held back a smitten smile, before he wrapped an arm around her waist and walked with her, hip to hip.
"To be fair, it's my last time really being on this pitch," James reasoned, no longer as crabby.
"Mine too," Sarah chimed in, "What're you gonna do without us next year?" She joked, looking over to Tara.
"That's for the captain to decide," Tara grinned, "Not me."
"You basically are the captain," Mitchell rolled his eyes before elbowing Tara and teasingly saying, "Ceddie's little co-captain!"
"Oh, jump off the astronomy tower," she retaliated.
The team got inside, scrambling for a decent seat, they ended up being just a little forward of halfway up the stands.
"Decent view," Mitchell commented, turning to Tara, "Pity we will be basically left in the dark until the end."
Tara grinned, "Some entertainment."
Mitchell laughed and elbowed her entertained. Ciara giggled, "You two are very funny to watch."
"Hufflepuff beaters of the century have you heard?" Mitchell jokingly, raised an arm and flexed it.
"Hey, Tonks gained that title for the two of you," Sarah butted in humorously, "Don't get too uppity," she warned.
"Hey, we are a team," Tara claimed, raising a brow, "Can't be doing it without him."
The sky was a perfect summers evening collection of deep blue with wisps of clouds dotting the horizon. The stands were bustling with excited, anticipating chatter. Bets were being made, and in the clearing of the hedges stood the champions, Cedric had his hands in his pockets, Krum's arms were crossed, eyes darting around the crowd, Fleur was waving enthusiastically into the stands for her friends and blowing kisses to her family. Then, there was Harry, looking very out of place amongst his peers, suddenly fourteen felt years younger then seventeen.
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From friends to this -Year six (re-uploaded) Book 1/4
Fan-FictionTara Tonks, aged sixteen, is about to head into her sixth year at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry with her best friends. This year a new school event is taking place, that might just do more than help her to brush up on her French. This...
