metamorphmagus | cedric diggory

Ilvermorny, Umbridge & A Close Call.

Cedric breathed on me as he held me close, his grey eyes looked at me softly and warmly, so easily fooled, so easily mistaken. When Sofia took a glance after the chase she had no hesitation to speak, however my hand was on my wand and soon everything was rock still, the spell had became particularly useful. I slowly walked over to Sofia, her were stuck open and her mouth too. Silly little girl, I knew that both her and Cedric were looking for who, a name I suppose. Though they needed to start with how and rearrange it, it's easier that way.

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People were alarmed by my rather surprising and sudden shout about an imposter, people all saw it. Questions were asked too, though I answered them with a simple: 'it's complicated'. People understood, I had that way about me. We left soon after that, I felt myself shaky the rest of the time, we were weak and defenceless, our game had now strategy. But this imposter, they controlled us like a board of chess, they knew all and somehow it was haunting. We thought we had an answer, though we couldn't be sure.

Me and Cedric planned to stay at his parents for longer, though we go an owl from Dumbledore that requested for us to return back to the school as soon as possible. So on April 2nd we wandered back to Hogsmeade's familiar grounds and met Dumbledore in the Hog's Head, in the attic room upstairs.

"Thank you for meeting me here, it's a lot more easier than having to trek to Hogwarts and back. I hope you enjoyed your small break." Me and Cedric nod at Dumbledore, we are curious to see what he may have to say. "Well let's get straight to it!" Dumbledore took a sip of his butterbeer, getting a bit of froth of his beard which is swiftly licked off, hoping neither of us would notice too much. "We have a special student who will be joining Hogwarts in your year Cedric, he used to attend Ilvermorny."

All any that any European wizard knew about Ilvermorny was that it was the American Wizarding School, it was such a secret to what it was like, the fact that we would encounter an ex pupil would be delightful.

"Though he was expelled. We have kindly let him continue his studies here at Hogwarts. What I'm asking you is if that you can keep him out of trouble and help him around school. Your both good and kind students and I'm sure you will help him fit in perfectly here. Also Sofia, I'm sure that Iris may be more of his friendship type from what I have heard, so if he fails to keep with you, Iris would be a good pick." Dumbledore sits back in his seat and taps his fingers.

"It would be an honour sir to help." Cedric says quite honoured. Though I know that if he was expelled, despite Cedric's popularity and reputation, Iris already had it under control.

"Well he should be downstairs right about now." Dumbledore gets up and begins to walk away, he has a jolly way about him which is very endearing. Carefully me and Cedric follow. Straight away I spotted him, dark brown hair and dark brown eyes, handsome and had a noticeable jawline. His mouth didn't seem to curve, and just stayed at a constant neutral expression. He was slightly smaller than Cedric, though most boys were.

"Hello Mrs. Birch, and Ansel." Ansel Birch, what a peculiar name. The boy looked at me and scanned me, then Cedric, then Dumbledore. Ansel Birch didn't strike me as a Hufflepuff, you could tell if he was one.

"Hello Professor Dumbeldore!" Mrs. Birch said in a very enthusiastic american accent, she smiled widely and happily. Trying to ignore the fact that her son was expelled.

"Nice to meet you," Dumbeldore shook her hand, "and you Ansel," he shook his hand too, even if he wad reluctant. "This is Cedric Diggory and Sofia Lent, Cedric is Head Boy in your year and Sofia's in the year below. They were kind enough to come out to show you both around the school." Immediately Mrs. Birch grabbed my hand and shook it. Ansel rolled his eyebrows and chuckled very slightly.