The Best Year (A Cedric Diggory Fanfic) {HIATUS}

Chapter Seven: An Inseparable Pair

The Best Year

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(I do realise I forgot the disclaimer in the previous chapter, my apologies.)

Author's Note: Feel free to tongue lash me, I have been rather naughty with the updates. However, in my defence I have had school. This chapter is shorter then most, but I am updating a few other chapters so please have mercy. I also didn't want to drag it along. This chapter purely revolves around the importance of the Champion Selection.v

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Chapter still under construction; need to do minute edits; but I didn't want to keep you waiting any longer!

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Chapter Seven: An Inseparable Pair

Thursday, October 15th

Right now, I didn't know what was worse. Enduring a double period of Arithmetics, or Herbology. It was quite obvious that Arithmetics was by far my worst subject. Not that I would have ever admitted it to anyone. Especially not Cedric. I stared at my blank page. We were supposed to be doing Trigonometry. However, my brain didn't want to take any of it. Cedric seemed to be getting the concept that Professor Vector had just covered; He eagerly scribbled away at his parchment. Not that his writing could have ever been considered as scribble. His writing was a whole lot neater then mine, even when in a rush.

I checked my watch, only twenty minutes until I could escape this terrible subject. What was I even thinking when I chose it? Was I even thinking? Apparently not.

Unlike Arithmetics, Potions and Herbology went down rather swimmingly that morning. In Potions, Adam and I were placed first with our Griding Potion, a potion that gives the drinker extra endurance. This potion was one of the more harder ones we had come across in the subject. It was made from Dragonfly Thoraxes, Fairy Wings, Flying Seahorses and Doxy eggs. Adam and I panicked a little, since after adding the three Flying Seahorses, the potion was supposed to turn green and then gold, after simmering. Our potion was taking its time in changing in colour, which was quite frustrating. Snape pointed out that it was a little burnt, but in comparison to everyone else's, it was the first place candidate.

Over the period of which I had known Adam for; one and a half months to be exact, I daresay that he and I had grown quite close. He honestly had the loveliest nature. He was so open, calm, warm and gentle. I felt like he and I truly trusted and understood each other. It is very rare occurrence, where you meet a person, and your personalities just click. When one comes across such a person, it's a friendship that they should hold on to. Adam and I talked about how attractive different boys are and things that were on our minds; worries and concerns. Next to Fleur, I trusted Adam with everything. I quite liked having a friend like him. It was obvious he was very well respected within the Slytherin house. Although the snickers and smirks were a tell tail signs that our class mates; Slytherin, in particular, didn't approve of our friendship, but not one of them had ever said a word.

Herbology was boring, as per usual. We covered the topic of Mimbulus Mimbletonia, a small grey cactus like thing in a pot. How riveting. Unlike the usual cactus, this species didn't have spines, instead it was covered in boils. According to Professor Sprout, it is a very rare plant, found in Assyria. With my lack of geographical knowledge, I had no idea where that was. The plant is most notable for its pulsating and squirming nature, coupled with its unique defence mechanism. When prodded, it squirted Stinksap out from the boils on the surface of it. The green stain along my forearm was the proof that we each had to experience the delights of its defence mechanism. Goodness, did it smell. I returned the to Quarters to attempt to wash off the rancid manure smell, but I swore I could still smell it. At least all the year seven Herbology classes were in the same boat, we all had that lovely scent lingering around us. Later in the lesson, we discovered that on the plant's development, it made crooning noises when touched. That was the extent of the Herbology lesson. Learning about a plant that crooned and ejaculated stinky green non poisonous pus. Quite Exhilarating.