Stone [Cedric Diggory]✔

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Chrysoprase was shaking in her boots, waiting for her results that would decide her future. She desperately longed to work with her spirit animals. She wanted to be good enough.

The ministry worker comes back with a blank face before handing her her results, their face slowly up into a smile. She quickly looks at them and then squeezes the paper to her chest. "I did it!" "And you even got a hundred percent. We haven't ever seen anyone reach a hundred percent before when taking the exam this way!", the worker says, making the girl flush. She was slowly gaining back her color and weight, she had finally bleached her roots again so her hair it didn't look unkept anymore.
She overall looked way better than she did before. Much of it was thanks to three new things. Her new purpose: to be working with the very magical beast that embodied her. Her new tattoos, amongst those one of a snitch in remembrance of Cedric on top of her heart and the newest portrait in her room.

After flooing home she greets the pictures with a smile. "I take it went well then, Love?" Cedric's voice alone fills her heart with happiness. She nods. "I nailed the score. I can go work with Chimaera's!", she tells him. "I really wish I could kiss you right now." "So do I. Do I have your allowance to take you two with me to Greece?", she asks, while sending off her results to the sanctuary and a letter with her new  address to her friends. She merely writes 'Greece, Chimaera sanctuary.' In it, then sends it off. She was too occupied with her happiness to truly bother further.
She starts packing up her things in preparation.
"Remember our dance at the yule ball?" Chrys nods, curiously looking up at the portrait of her beloved boyfriend. "Can you dance like that for me?" Turning on some music the girl takes a deep breath and drifts into her little piece of heaven. The world in which everything is still perfect. Twirling through the room she ends with a slight bow  in front of his portrait. Sapphire applauds her happily. Looking up a small tear leaves her eye. "I just wish I could go back to that moment. I wish you were still here and things not so messed up. Not so painful. I love you, Ced. Now and forever." While Sapphire coos, the boy smiles at her. "You know that someday you'll need to let me go?" "I plan to hang onto you for quite a while longer." "Love.." "No, Cedric. Please listen to me. What I felt for you, what I feel for you, is something that can't ever happen again. And it'd feel wrong to let in anyone else, leading them on when really I am sure that there is and will always be only one person I can truly and wholeheartedly love. That person was and will always be you. I'm not made to love someone else. I can't love someone again. Not in that way. I love my friends. I love my family. But that's a different type of love. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?" The grey eyes she adores so much look at her gently. "I don't think I could have done so either if our roles were reversed. But you understand that I just want you to live.. right?" "If you stay right here..", Chrys points at her chest where her heart rhythmically beats, "... both of you I mean... I'll live until I join you. And all three of us are portraits on a wall."
Both portraits smile at her. "Chrys?" She looks at Sapphire. "I love you, little sister." "I love you too." "Good. Now go eat something. You look not even remotely healthy enough to work with Chimaeras!"

"She's going to Greece." The words from Eleanor immediately pull most attention on her, since.. well... it's been very much silent. Just previously the DADA had been discovered.
"Who's going to Greece, Free?", some Gryffindor asks with an arrogance that could make someone vomit. "What's it to you? Go bother someone else with your existence. Zabini! Malfoy! Parkinson! Nott! She made it to Greece. I'll hand you the adress later." The Slytherins nod.

The golden trio exchanges a look. So that was why she said she was there to say goodbye.
"What is she doing there?", Hermione finally summons the courage to ask. The older Hufflepuff turns to look at them. "Work. She took her NEWT's early."
Then she looks away again.