The Third Year Hufflepuff

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All the first years had time to settle in, over the two days of lessons they had before the weekend and in that time me and Draco actually became quite good friends. I was waiting to talk to Harry in the courtyard when the Hufflepuff I noticed in the feast approached me. 'How's your first two days been?' He said with a friendly smile. 'Ummm interesting and also scary .' I replied with a slight laugh. 'And whys that?' He questioned. 'It's a long story .' I told him as he probably wouldn't want to listen anyway. 'Well it's the weekend so we have time and I'm a good listener .' He said hopefully, I rolled my eyes. 'So first of all I get sorted into Slytherin which I'm really mad at to be honest, I feel like I'm just turning into my long list of family members who where Slytherins who became death Eaters. I wanna be like my dad an amazing aurora .' I realised what I said and instantly got embarrassed. 'Who was your Father?' he asked anxiously. 'You'll hate me if I told you, nobody seems to believe his innocence .' I said getting ready for him to leave me. 'I'd never leave, if you don't feel like saying it, owl me later .' He said hopefully. 'Um yeah what's your name .' I asked awkwardly. 'Cedric Diggory and you?' He smiled. 'umm Lyra. I don't think there's much last name needed, I'll go .' I said disappointedly walking away. 'No wait .' He said grabbing my wrist. I saw Harry who had arrived. 'Maybe in that letter you can explain the situation .' He said kindly. 'Sure we'll um the person I was waiting for is kind of here, nice meeting you Cedric .' I said awkwardly walking away. 'Nice meeting you too Lyra .' He said parting his way to a large group of Hufflepuffs.

'So what did you want to talk about Harry?' I questioned. 'um come with me, I can't talk about it in the open .' He said taking my hand, I felt awkward I mean as much as I wanna deny it. I have feelings for Cedric wait what I meant Draco. Ugh not another one, I sighed.

He took me to the library to meet up with Hermione and Ron. 'Ok this is going to sound mad but here goes we accidentally went to the third floor and may have accidentally seen a three headed dog–' Hermione cut Harry off by saying. 'That was stood on a trap door. Hagrid accidentally let it slip that it was something to do with Nikolas Flammel; we just need to find out who he is and what he does, then we can find out what's down the trapdoor because we think Snape might be trying to steal it.' I thought for a moment wait that's it. 'Nikolas Flammel is an alchemist, he made the Philosophers Stone .' I answered. 'What the bloody hell is a Philosopher's stone?' Ron said confused. 'Honestly Ron. Do you know nothing? The Philosophers stone produces the elixir of life that's why Nikolas Flammel and his wife are almost 700 and it can also turn any substance to pure gold .' I told Ron. 'So Snape's trying to steal the stone but why?' Hermione sounded confused. 'Well it turns any substance to pure gold so why wouldn't he steal it with all that gold he could to anything .' Harry explained maybe a little too loud. 'Good evening .' We heard a cold monotone voice say. 'And what would three Gryffindors and a Slytherin be doing in the library on a day like this?' He said with a smirk trying to catch us out. 'Ummm.... W–we where just–' Hermione couldn't think of anything so I had to but in. 'We where just studying .' I said confidently. 'For what?' Snape Snapped. 'For next weeks subjects .' I said coolly. 'Well you guys might want to go outside and enjoy the sun, people might think you're up to something .' I said venom dripping from his words, he knew what we was doing. How? Could he read minds? 'Come on guys .' Hermione said leading us out. As soon as we was out of ear shot. 'Do you think Snape uses Legilimency?' I questioned. 'What?' Ron and Harry asked in Unison. 'Honestly guys, Legilimency is the ability to read minds .' Hermione Declared. 'I think he can, I mean why else is he popping up whenever we are talking about it?' Harry Stated. 'It does seem suspicious .' Ron agreed. 'I have to go meet someone, I'll see you guys around .' I said walking away going to find Draco who wanted to have a walk around the black lake with me. I got to the closer to the lake and saw him in the distance I smiled and ran up to him. 'Hey .' I said cheerfully. 'What's got you in such a good mood?' He questioned. 'Nothinnnng.' I laughed. We walked around the lake and talked until curfew, we just got to the common room and parted ways to the dorms and I remembered Cedric!

Cedric,
Sorry for writing late I was with a friend. You still down to listen to my situation? Write me back.
Lyra.

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Lyra,
Of course I still want to listen, remember I'd never Judge you.
Cedric x
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Cedric,
Thanks for being so nice you could have been like everyone else and just assume the worst. I promise none of this is a lie, it's just the truth no one wants to believe.
So mine and Harry's dad where really good friends so when James and Lily went into hiding they wanted to make my dad their secret keeper. My dad made a plan to try throw Voldemort off by suggesting they make Peter Pettigru (the weakest of their friend group) the secret keeper, James agreed because Voldemort would immediately think Sirius would be the secret keeper because of how close they where.
Little did everyone know Pettigru was a double agent and sold Lily and James to Voldemort and framed my dad. My dad went to confront him in the street about it but Pettigru created an explosion, cut his finger of and turned into is animagus form (a rat) and made his get away, faking his own death. You won't find him in a list of legal animagi, my dad, James and Pettigru where all illegal animagi. You probably don't believe me but I've told you the truth, now it's your choice what you believe.
Lyra x
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After that letter I had fallen asleep.
I woke up I looked on my bed to see if Cedric had replied, nothing. I guess he hates me now.
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