prospicere futurum | fred weasley | cedric diggory

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Corinne didn't know what was worse: another Gryffindor quidditch game, or the fact that it had fallen on Halloween.

She had let Ella and Taylor head down to the quidditch pitch twenty minutes before, waving them off when they offered to wait for her. She had just wanted to get a warmer jacket, or the raincoat she had settled on after glancing out through the window of their empty dorm room.

So now, she found herself dragging her boots through the muddy grass, working her way slowly over the familiar path to the quidditch pitch. It truly shouldn't have been that big of a deal... the games... It's not like there had been any to watch last year with the tournament.

She blinked, glancing to the sky once again as the first raindrop hit her skin, pulling her hood up. The sky was dark, yet it didn't seem ready to downpour just yet.

Her gaze was drawn back to the ground as she took her next step, her boots landing on something solid amidst the muddy path; something shiny, despite being lodged in the dirt, the gold glittering even in the low light filtering through the rainclouds.

Corinne bent down, plucking it from the mud carefully, her mind flashing back to the pick up quidditch game last year. Fred tossing the shining coin through the air absentmindedly. Lee's words in the stands. Him and that stupid bloody coin.

"Idiot." She mumbled, running her thumb over the smooth surface, dusting as much dirt as she could back to the ground as a group of younger students hurried past her, decked out in scarlet and gold.

"Hey!" She called, three of the younger boys turning back to face her, wide eyed. "Will you do me a favor?"

They paused, obviously about to say no before Corinne spoke again.

"Really, you'd be doing Gryffindor a favor..." She shrugged, stepping closer towards them and holding the coin out in one hand. "This is Fred Weasley's... lucky coin, supposedly."

Two of the boys glanced to one another, as if they were surely being pranked.

"Bet he plays better with it... You know, Ravenclaw's good this year... And I'm sure he'd be really thankful to whoever found it for him. Might even give you guys some of those candies. You know, for skipping classes?"

She had hardly finished her words when the tallest of the three students had snatched it from her hands, an excited grin stretching over his face.

"We'll handle it." He promised, wasting no more time as the three hurried off towards the locker rooms at the edge of the quidditch pitch.

Corinne glanced once more towards the stands in the distance, picking up her pace at last. She had no choice now, she supposed, but to go and see how lucky this coin really was. From what she'd heard from Taylor's daily conversations with Alicia, Angelina and Katie, Ravenclaw really was quite good this year.

She scanned over the stands once she arrived, spotting Ella and Taylor a few rows from the top, Ella's eyes latching to hers almost at once, bright smile emerging as she nudged Taylor. Corinne started up the first few steps, passing one, two, three benches before Ella and Taylor had made it down.

"I was coming-"

"We can sit down here!" Taylor nodded, the two girls slipping past a few younger Gryffindor students to find a spot big enough for three.

"What took you so long?" Ella asked.

"Um..." Corinne trailed off as Lee Jordan's voice filled the air, scarlet and blue flying out from the sidelines. "Nothing. Just lots of stairs."