The Third Task was only two months away. Cedric and I sat in the library studying for finals and looking up defense spells. The third task did not have a clue. So Cedric has been really stressed out. It's his last year here and he's nervous about starting his adult life.
Cedric is hoping to become an Auror. I'm going over my notes about Nonverbal spells; when Cedric lets out a frustrated sigh. "Oh My God. I can't take this anymore. I don't want to study." He leans back all the way In his seat.
I small giggle escapes my lips. "Babe. Just take a breather. You have two more month before you can leave and start a new life." I remind him Cedric rolled his eyes "Yeah. I know, Be. But you still have one more year. It's going to be hard without you by my side." He sighs.
"Cedric you're going to do fine in the world. And if you win the Tournament; you will not only win money to take of yourself, but you will also have Eternal Glory. The Ministry will definitely hire you." I encouraged him.
"Thanks, Be." Cedric grabs my hand.
I'm sitting in the small stadium along with the Hogwarts students. It's dark outside. No one can see me. It's like my other vision.
The Professors seem to be standing over something. "He's back. He's back. Voldemort back. Cedric. He asked me to bring his body back." I walk over to the small crowd to see Harry crying over Cedric's dead body. His eyes are open and his face looks shock.
I put my hand to my mouth. A soft sob leaves my mouth. Is this real. Is this his future.
Amos Diggory run over to the crowd as well. "That's my son. That's my boy." He screams. I bend down to touch Cedric's face. Before my hand could touch his soft skin I am suddenly brought back to reality.
"Phoebe! Phoebe! Did you have another vision?" Cedric asked. He looks worried. "Um...no." I whisper. "Then why are you crying?" He asked.
I touch my wet cheeks. I didn't know that I was crying. "I-I just love you so much Cedric." I sob.
Cedric stands up and walks over to my side of the table. He gives me a big bear hug. "I love you too."
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I'm sitting on the common late at night. All day I kept thinking about that vision. I hope it isn't real.
I'm about to go up stairs when I hear the portrait door open. Harry walks in. He looks tired. He's wearing a black jean jacket with dark jeans.
"Why are you out so late, Harry?" Harry jumps up a little when he notices me. "Phoebe, I didn't see you there." Harry replies. He walks over to the fire place and sits down next to me.
"It's been a while since we talked." I saw. Harry nods. "So where did you come from?" I asked eagerly. "Um..Dumbledore. He just wanted to talk to me about something." Harry explains. I nod.
Harry and I sit in a comfortable silence. The vision come back to me. "Harry?" I whisper. Harry hums. "Do you think Voldemort is back?" I asked. Harry quickly looks away from the mesmerizing fire. Harry lets out a sigh. "No. But something is evil is coming. I know it. Weird things keep happening and my scar is constantly hurting." He explains.
"Do you know about any protection spells, that can protect someone from harm?" I asked. "Well there's counter charms and spells." Harry says.
I shake my head. "What if you wanted to protect someone but didn't want them to know?" I continued with questions. Harry shrugs. "I think that's a question for someone on the higher level on Magical education." Harry decides. I nod. "Well...I should go to bed. It's getting late." I begin to walk up the stairs. "Phoebe." Harry calls out. I turn around. My long brown curly hair swings around my shoulders. "Yeah?" I say. "It was nice talking to you." Harry says. I give him a warm smile. "You too, Harry." I jog up to the dorm room.
Hermione and Ginny are fast asleep. I glance over at my clock. 2:15 am. Bonnie my bunny is sleeping on my pillow. I scoop her up in my arms. He big chocolate eyes open. She nestled her body into my chest. I run my hands through her white fur; which cases his to fall asleep. I put her back into her little house. I quietly refill her food bowl. I grab m wand off my desk. "Aguamenti." I whisper. Bonnie's water holder fills up fresh water. I put my wand back onto my dresser.
As I'm laughing bed. I decided that I will call Grandma tomorrow. She loves to give me advice and information.
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It's Sunday morning time in England, which means it means it's 8:30 pm for Louisiana. Hermione and Ginny are taking showers. So I had the whole room to myself. I looks under my bed for the phone that I brought.
I finally found under a pile of books. I puke the iPhone out and dial Grandma's number.
After a three rings she finally picks up.
"Hello." Grandma says.
"Gran it's me, Phoebe." I say.
"Phoebe, baby I'm so happy to hear your voice." She beams. I let out a small giggles.
"Me too, Grandma." I agree
"Your mother and I love the pictures of you a Cedric at the Ball. You looked beautiful." She says. Her southern accent is thick. I miss it.
"Thanks, Grandma." I smile.
"Oh, you're mother and I are coming to England for your Birthday next week." Gran says. My eyes widen.
"Really, Oh my gosh. I can't you to see you." I was jumping up and down in my room with excitement.
"Oh-Wait Grandma. I have a question to ask you." I continue.
"Ask away, baby." Grandma cooed.
"Okay so I had a vision again about Cedric. And he was dead. But I am not sure why or how. I think it's the future. I was hoping if you knew about a spell or potion that can protect him from harm during the Third Task?" I say really fast.
"Yes! I know the perfect spell." I can hear her moving around the room on the other end.
"There's an old Voodoo Creole Spell Book That was used in the 1800's. Marie Laveau even used it." She explains.
"I grab a piece of parchment and quill ready to write down information.
"There's and incantations: Protéger son âme, protéger son esprit, protéger son cœur, protéger son corps." Grandma says in French.
I quickly write everything down. "Thank you, Grandma."
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It's Sunday night. Cedric and I are laying on my bed. I'm fiddling with a piece of looses string that's attached to my white Duvet. "My mom and grandma are coming to Hogwarts next week." I suddenly say. Cedric eyes widen. "Why are they coming?" He asked. I'm about to get mad at Cedric for not remembering me turning sixteen next week, until I realized that I have never told him my birthday.
"My birthday is next Saturday. May 13th." I explain. Cedric jumps from the spot on the bed. "What! How come you never told me?" He shouts. I shrug. "I don't know. I just never brought it up. Besides you never told me your birthday." I demanded. Cedric lays his stomach across my bed. It's September 5th. Me and you weren't really friend we were more off aqaintances." He said as he rubs his hand through his Auburn brown hair. I roll my eyes. "Yeah, but you kissed me on the first day of school. Remember." I teased.
I scoot my body closer to him as I wrap my arms around his body. I lay my head on his chest. His heart beat it is slow and steady.
Cedric and I lay there for about fifteen minutes. I then hear his soft snores escape his lips. He's asleep.
I close my eyes and begin saying the incantations. "Protéger son âme, protéger son esprit, protéger son cœur, protéger son corps." I whisper.
A small color of lights reflect of his chest. They remind me of the beautiful northern lights.
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Dear Cedric,
I predicted my love for you. The future predicted your death.
Yours Truly
Phoebe
