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Frankie Zelmar had a lot to live up to. With the pressure of trying to stand out as the middle child of nine, of trying to distinguish her individuality in a world that refused to see her as anything other than one half of a matched set, of trying to be someone for her father, someone that was long gone - she needed something to give. She needed him. Cedric Diggory had a bright future. From a young age, the boy had talent, potential, intelligence - by only eight, the young boy was showing promise of becoming a powerful wizard that would take the world by storm. And no one was routing for him more than she was. But as the Triwizard Tournament comes to its fateful end, the wizarding world loses the promising wizard meant to take it by storm, and gains a young girl with nothing to lose, bringing the storm upon them.

"I shouldn't drag you all the way into the castle." "I don't mind," he says. I smile and shrug out of his robes, immediately cursing the atmosphere for its oppressive chill. "But I do. Thank you for walking with me, and for the robes. If I don't see you before the first task, good luck." "I am hoping to see you before then." He doesn't take his robes when I hold them out. "You know where to find me." "And maybe we could play together? Quidditch, I mean," he says. "Maybe, but I'm not sure I could hold my own against you." "What do you mean?" he asks. "I, uh... I know who you are," I say, and it comes out awkwardly. "Well, that isn't fair," he says, and I open my mouth to explain that I'm not some crazy stalker. "You know me already but all I know is your name." "I-" "Y/N Y/L/N," he says, testing each syllable on his tongue. "I want to know more about you, Y/N, Y/L/N." *** Y/N Y/L/N wants to have a memorable seventh year. After she hears that Quidditch is being replaced with a tournament, she is adamant that she will be one of the 'champions'. However, from the very beginning, the tournament is not what it seems, and Y/N soon finds herself fighting for more than fame. She's fighting for her life. From the tournament comes something else, something special with famed Quidditch star, Viktor Krum. The real challenge isn't the tournament. It's the effects. It's the pain, the memories, the corruption, the damage it does. Everything that once came naturally becomes forced, and what was once a light in a life that could use as much brightness as it could get becomes too painful to bear. And now... she's alone. Isolated. Drowning in regret. But he will get her back. No matter what it takes. *UPDATES ON FRIDAYS*