hey peeps :D this my new story!!!
As stated above, this will be part Cedric, Part Fred :) ok? haha
so you don't get confused:
Characters:
Female lead: Bailey Hamilton (it's a girls name too :P)
Male Lead #1: Cedric Diggory...who you know ;)
Male Lead #2: Fred Weasley...who you also know ;)
Bailey's bestie: Imogen Stables
all righty now, to ze story :D
oh one mre thing, this starts off at the beginning of the Philosophers Stone, so Bailey is in her third year with Fred and George...
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*Bailey's POV*
"GET UP BAILEY!" I hear mum scream from downstairs. She thinks i'm asleep, as usual. Little does she know that i've been awake for the last 5 hours, nervous about going back to Hogwarts. I don't know why am I though. I get good grades, have good friends and i'm a terrific Quidditch player.
...Ok, that last bit was a life. I am completely HOPELESS at Quidditch. Have been all my life. The funny thing is, I can actually fly pretty well, it's just when you chuck in 4 balls, 6 hoops and another team of players waiting to steam roll you, i get a little angsty... And who wouldn't? Yes, Quidditch terrfies me. I don't see how Fred and George can do it.
Fred and George have been my best friends the moment I first set foot on platform 9 and 3/4. But i've also got Imogen. She forced me to be friends with, said something about me needing some girls in my life or whatever. Nevertheless, we're still very close.
"BAILEY NOW!"
"Coming mum." I reply and head downstairs. Muggles can be so impatient. Yes that's right, my mum's a muggle. I'm not muggle born though, my dad was a Wizard. I only say "was", because he's dead. According to my mother, he fell off a cliff when I was 1. I don't really believe her though, it just seems that a Wizard would have been able to survive something like that.
Mum doesn't really like the fact that i'm magical. She hates having me home on the holidays, even Christmas. She'd rather spend it with her new, muggle, sleaze-ball boyfriend; Callum, (who's 10 years younger than her). The sad thing is, he's cheating on her. I caught him with another lady in a car when I was going for walk one night.
I don't think mum cares though, she seems to have a new boyfriend every month. So far, her and Callum have lasted 3 weeks, so that's one more week till they break up if my calculations are correct.
I walk into the kitchen and mum thrusts a plate in my face. Frowning, I smell the soggy toast.
"I'd rather have cereal." I say and hand her back the plate.
She gives me an icy glare and passes the plate back. "There's no time, I'm meeting Callum right after I drop you off-"
"You're not coming to the platform with me?" I cut in.
Mum just ignores me, "Anyway, I'll drop you off, then I'm meeting Callum at his place, he's such a nice guy isn't he?"
I resist the temptation to tell her she's being cheated on and eat my toast instead.
"Got your trunk?"
I nod and quickly finish my breakfast.
I'm barely done when mum grabs the car keys. "Okay, ;et's go."
I sigh and go get my trunk, and struggle to also pick up my Owl cage. Fred got me an Owl for my birthday last year, I named him Hadley.
"Could you help me with my Owl mum?"
"What? Your Owl- oh sorry, can't I'm allergic to birds." She says and walks outside.
"First I've heard of it." I mutter and waddle outside.
Mum honks the horn impatiently.
"Coming." I yell feeling frustrated.
Finally, I make it to car and throw my stuff in the back.
"Took you long enough." Mum scolds me as I slip in beside her.
Man she's a cow.
**
24 minutes later mum drops me off outside Kings cross Station. She drives off without saying goodbye, or helping me lug my stuff inside. I guess I could try putting my cage on top of the trunk and pushing it across the ground.
I groan and run my hands through my hair, I can't carry all this crap by myself.
"Bailey?"
I jump and turn around. "Oh Fred, thank goodness!"
He smiles. "Need a hand?"
"Hell yeah!" I say and bend down to pick up my trunk.
"No no, you take the cage, someone with muscles should take that."
"The Human body has over 600 muscles Fred."
"How is it that you know everything?"
I grin. "It's because I'm awesome."
"Are you saying I'm not awesome?" Fred pretends to clutch his heart.
"Yes." I laugh and pick up the cage. "Come on lets go."
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"Here the rumor?" George says as he, Fred, Imogen (my best girlfriend) and I find an empty compartment.
"What rumor?" Imogen asks as she sits down.
"Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts."
"Seriously?"
George nods. "Yep, I spoke to him."
"You spoke to "The Boy who Lived?" I ask in disbelief.
George smiles proudly. "Yeah, he seemed shy."
"It's his first year." Imogen points out.
"But we were not that shy?"
"We weren't, but you were." I grin.
"Wha-hey? I was not shy."
"Yeah you were!" Fred laughs. "You were hanging onto mum's leg for ages."
"But you were crying, Fred." I say.
He glares at me, and then we all burst out laughing.
I don't know why I was so nervous, this is the only place I want to be. Here, laughing and chatting with my best friends.
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hope u loved it <3
Peace-GF
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