There's a pop that rings out over the music and they're back! Harry and Cedric. I stand up, but I wish I hadn't. In standing, I had granted myself a better view of what was happening. A better view of the love of my life on the ground, Harry Potter clutching to his dead body with fervor. It felt as though I couldn't get enough air. Like my throat was closing up. My face was burning. Looking back, I realize the burning was probably from tears. I screamed. I screamed as loud as my scratchy throat would allow. I screamed his name. I screamed profanities. I screamed denial. But none of it made anything better. I now realize nothing would have made it better. I doubt anything ever will.
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Not So Fresh Start
RandomAfter her one, true soulmate, Cedric Diggory, dies at the hands of the Dark Lord Voldemort, Carmen Taylor relocates herself to the states, hoping and praying a change of scenery will help push the pain down and, eventually, away. But, when she moves...
