Bloodstream ( Cedric Diggory )
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You don't need someone to complete you, you only need someone to accept you completely. In her long life of 64 years, with the presence of ivory skin, white hair, fangs and blood red eyes and in the absence of a bite mark anywhere on her soul, Eliza has been pushed away from people all her life. She is perfectly incomplete. When one day a letter arrives at her place reminding her of a promise made 12 years back, things weren't going to change, but history was about to repeat itself as Eliza found herself at the gates of Hogwarts, meeting new and old frenemies, another soul to accept her own and the secret of her blood stream.
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