chapter 26- fourth year

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    i glare over at cedric and reluctantly sit down beside him.

  "hello y/n." cedric greets me as i look over to him.

   "cedric." i respond dryly.

"so you ready for the second task, it's in a week."

"yes. why do you care?" i ask looking to the front of the class.

"you have? you figured it out?" he asks completely turning to me.

"yes cedric i have. why is so surprising?"

"nothing, i just thought-"

"you just thought that by not letting anyone tell me or at least help me would allow you to win the task?"

"n-no, i-" i interrupt him by scoffing and crossing my arms.

"save it. im over it anyways. and sprout heard us, so i'd shut up." i say taking my quill and starting on my studying.

"look- im sorry i really shouldn't have done that." cedric says still looking at me, waiting for my response.

"thanks." i smile over to him and he starts on his studying too.

it's finally the night before the 2nd task. i leave the common rooms to go to the library so that harry and i can study before tomorrow. we still are a little behind, neither of us know exactly how we are going to survive an hour under the water.

  as im sneaking away blaise grabs me, "where are you off to?"

   "library."

   "studying for the task?" 

   "yeah."

   "want me to come with?" he asks letting go of my arm.

   "no, im sorry- thanks for asking though." i give him a smile and turn to leave.

   "but you're going to be alone."

   i turn back around, "uh, no- no i have someone."

    "really? who?" he asks confused.

    "uh- cedric. cedric diggory." i lie, hoping he'll believe it.

    "the hufflepuff? you two aren't-"

    "no- no, of course not. i should go but i'll see you later."

     "bye y/n." i wave back and head down to the library.

    once i get there i find harry and ron sitting down. hermione is standing over my some books looking a little too frustrated. ron is sleeping, and harry looks exhausted.

    "harry tell me again." hermione says pacing by the bookshelves.

    "come seek us where are voices sound." harry responds, his head on the book.

    "sorry im late." i mutter as i take a seat beside ron. his eyes open quickly, disturbed by the movement.

    "sorry." i whisper to him, he smiles.

    hermione shoots me a smile before returning to talking, "the black lake- thats obvious."

    "and hour long you'll have to look." harry says repeating the song from the egg.

    "again obvious, though potentially problematic." she states, i cringe at this.

    "potentially problematic?" when's there last time you held your breath underwater for an hour, hermione?" he says raising his voice a little.

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