𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑-𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃╰☆╮ ❝it feels like the odds are
against us! every. single. time. and you know what
the common variable is? me.❞
...𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 two teenagers find their answers in the
unexpected
cedric diggory x oc
fred weasley x oc
𝘢...
PEEVES WAS IN A GOOD MOOD. The second we set foot into Hogwarts, a water balloon fell from the ceiling and landed with a splat in front of me. Normally he would've started off the year with something a bit more bold, but I wasn't about to complain. Water balloons were nothing.
"Nice shot, Peeves," I laughed, glancing up at the ceiling where he was currently floating. I knew that the troublemaking ghost had a soft spot for me and the twins, so he had likely missed.
"Thank you, Little Wood!" With a wild laugh, he dropped another balloon down.
Instead of letting it land on my head, I caught it and sent it flying towards Malfoy. It hit him squarely on the top of the head and burst, soaking him from head to toe. The poltergeist sent me an appreciative look and I quickly stuffed my wand in my robes. Meanwhile, the twins snickered openly as the blonde Slytherin prince whirled around angrily, trying to find the culprit. His eyes narrowed as he zeroed in on Peeves, and he lifted his chin to give the ghost a piece of his mind.
"You...you nuisance! My father shall hear about this." He spluttered before strutting off. He may have been drenched in water, but his ego remained unharmed.
"Thanks, Peeves." I could've sworn that I saw him wink at me, and I linked my arms through the twins'. "Let's go into the great hall, I'm starving."
As we passed by Ron, Hermione, and Harry, I leaned down to whisper to the two boys, "Take a look at Malfoy."
Ron choked on his chicken and Hermione hurriedly pat him on the back while Harry ducked his head and laughed. "Nice job, Dani. He deserved it."
"What did the little prat do this time?" My eyes narrowed at the back of the prat in question's bleached-blond head. If looks could kill, he'd have been six feet under by now.
"He was having a go at Dad," Ron muttered angrily. "I would've decked him, but 'Mione wouldn't let me."
"Well 'Mione can't stop me-hey!" I snapped as someone grabbed my sleeve. "Don't hold me back, Ced, I'm going to hex him into next year!"
