I
I was peacefully sleeping when I felt a touch on my arm. I immediately jolted up to feel a harsh pain on my forehead. I heard someone growl and say: “Good morning to you too Morgane.“, I immediately knew it was Cedric.
“Bloody hell Cedric”, I blurted, “What the fucking hell are you doing here?“. Cedric rolled his eyes “what do you think I am doing here, Marge?”
I hated it when people called me that but I kind of got used to it. I mean Morgane is quite a long name and you can’t really pick anything else as a nickname other than Marge. I finally opened my eyes completely only to see Cedric standing already fully dressed with his Hufflepuff robes on next to my bed.
“But why for Merlin’s sake are you waking me up this early Ced? Please Hufflepuff I need sleep,” I stated while pulling the covers -who Cedric had already pulled off- back over my body. I was wearing a baggy house of Gryffindor T-shirt paired with some biker shorts. Very stylish, I know.
Cedric grinned, his typical little grin while shaking his head “common sis, are you being absolutely serious right now? It’s freaking 10 am, the train leaves at 11 o’clock. You and I both know that you won’t be able to get ready in half an hour, so I thought I would wake you up before it is too late.”
“Bloody hell, I thought it was 6 am. Fuck sake I should really go to bed earlier.” I yawned. “Had a late night I see”, Cedric began, “What did you do?” He looked concerned but I quickly reassured him, “Well uhm, I actually started packing my trunk yesterday night or it could’ve been today already I don’t know. But while I was packing I found this.” I finally got out of bed and walked over to my desk where a bunch of photos were laying on top of. “Look, U and your yellow Hufflepuff ass had a brighter smile than Harry when he’s drunk.” Ced elevated his eyebrow, He had never seen Harry wasted. But I sure did and believe me it’s hilarious.
I handed him the photograph I was just looking at.“Oh god, This is years ago. I already looked god damn fire.” I rolled my eyes at his vanity. “Wasn’t this the year you first went to Hogwarts?” he asked me. I looked at the photo again “Yes”, I answered smiling, “The year everything went wrong.” My brother grinned: “Yea, you’ve become a little bit of a bitch since then. Flawlessly made to fit into Slytherin.” “Says the one who thought I for fuck sake would be in Ravenclaw. I don’t even have bloody brains.” I scoffed.
I still remember my first day at Hogwarts quite vividly. “Ready to attend the train Marge µ?“, a 13-year old Cedric asked me. “Oh I sure am brother” I stated. We were sitting on the Hogwarts express with some of Ced’s friends. I for some sake reason felt cool cause I was sitting with third-year students. See, that’s Ced always so damn kind. If I was him I would’ve dumped my sister with some other bloody first-year bunglers. But no, he let me sit with him and his friends. The weirdest thing is that he wasn’t even bothered about having me with him. He proudly introduced me to his friends. That’s presumably one of the many reasons why My brother is in Hufflepuff.
When we almost arrived at the platform one of his friends who’s Lastname was Declaro asked me what house I wanted to be in. I, to be honest, had never thought about that which I thought sounded super dull so I just responded: “Dunno, it doesn’t matter to me really.” Declaro sneered, “So you’re telling me that you don’t even have the slightest preference? Unbelievable.” Another mate of Ced responded: “I am sure she doesn’t have a preference because she wants to be in the same house as Potter. All first-years want to be in the same house as Potter this year.” I’ve heard of the famous Harry Potter beginning at Hogwarts too this year but couldn’t care less about that boy. “What?“, I sternly said, “I couldn’t care less about that stupid lad!” The whole group jeered, “she’ll definitely end up in Slytherin, I tell you!” Declaro stated. Cedric laughed at first but then took my side and said: “she’ll do great in Ravenclaw too!” His friends appeared to know better than him in the end.
I was brought back into reality by my sibling who was waving his hand in front of my face, “Jezus MargeI thought you were gone or something. I was telling you all kinds of stuff and you just stood there lifeless.” I shook my head “Yea, sorry about that. I was just a bit withdrawn in my mind. Anyway, I should get ready, shouldn’t I?” Ced started walking out of my room, “Yes you should, don’t take too much time cause dad is making pancakes and I don’t think you would want to miss out on those.” Amos’ or my dad’s pancakes where chefs kiss!
I’ve lived with Amos and Cedric for as long as I can remember. Cedric’s mum, Allison died when he was 3. I was 1 by that time so I don’t really remember much of her. Nothing at all really. I don’t have the slightest idea of who my parents may actually be. Well, I do know their names of course but apart from that, I know absolutely nothing about my progenitors. I never really questioned it either, I mean that’s not fully true. I do unmistakably wonder about my parents sometimes but I never questioned the Diggory’s. Although I might not have the same surname as them they’re my family and they will always be my family. Would I like to know more about my parents and why they’re gone? Absolutely, but it’s not for no reason that Amos never opens his mouth about them, so it’s presumably for the better.
My mind was awake but my body still felt asleep. I really don’t like getting called up but I knew Ced did the right thing because I do need a lot of time in the morning. Time of which there wasn’t much left right now. I quickly moved my body -or tried to move my body- over to the bathroom.
When I opened the door I wasn’t alone there surprised me because the door was unlocked. I quickly shut the door again. “No worries Marge, I’m just brushing my teeth. You can come in if you want to.” I was reassured by Cedric’s voice. I went inside and saw Cedric with his hands and a mouth full of toothpaste, a very entertaining view. “Yikesyou’re a messy teeth brusher”, I stated while picking up my own toothbrush. “Bwushing youw teeth befowe you’ve eaten?“, my brother tried to say. “Fuck off, I’ll eat some gum after” I growled back in response. After that Cedric spit out his toothpaste, rinsed his mouth and left the bathroom.
When I was done brushing my teeth I made sure I had underwear and clothes before I stepped foot into the shower. I then saw that Ced had already laid my uniform on the little rack, which saved me loads of time because I didn’t even know where that thing was. This was actually the first time that I was so unprepared.
I knew why though, I actually thought I would be dead by now. I was surprised I even survived the summer break. If Ced or Amos even knew the things I’ve done over summer vacation, they would’ve for sure disowned me or something. The worst thing I had done this break was probably smoking muggle weed with the Weasley twins. I know as a 15-year old you shouldn’t really be doing drugs but It was a one-time thing, or at least so I thought, so I granted myself complete permission. I also got drunk a lot, but let’s not leap too deep in all of the misbehave I’ve done over the summer, cause it’s a lot.
I went back to my room to grab some laundry and then turned on the shower. I laced it on a remarkably warm heat because that kind of extremely hot showers are my favourite. I grabbed two towels: one for my feet and one for my body, and laid them on the ground. I jumped out of my pyjamas and into the shower. My body melted right away at the hot water streaming over my bare body. Oh, how I was going to miss that this year. The showers at Hogwarts don’t reach these extreme heats. Probably for a good cause though.
After I had finished in the bathroom I went downstairs to eat breakfast. “Good morning love, I already baked you two pancakes.” My dad greeted me. “Thank you, dad, how much time do we have left?” I questioned. Cedric looked rather annoyed at me, “20 minutes, so you better eat really fast because I don’t wanna be late, AGAIN.” Ok so I lied a moment ago, last year we arrived just on time, Cedric and me had to run like hell to still get onto the train. His hair looked hideous after but all the girls still liked him. Of course, he is pretty-boy Cedric after all and even I have to agree, he IS pretty.
Cedric kept looking at me while I was eating which made me very uncomfortable but I tried to eat as fast as I basically could. I finished breakfast in 7 minutes which for me is an achievement. I cleared the table so Amos didn’t need to do that anymore, I took my trunk and my owl’s cage before we went off to Kings Cross. Cedric apparated the two of us.
Our owls always fly to Hogwarts but we may not forget to bring their cages because they won’t fly back home during winter break. Especially my owl, Hermes, refuses to fly during the deepest point of the winter. Lucky for me I never really received much mail during that time. We still had 10 minutes left by now so we didn’t need to run like last year. We stopped in front of the stonewall again. I went through the wall first and after me came Cedric of course.
It felt weird knowing that this was the last time I would be coming here with my brother. It’s his last year at Hogwarts so I better not mess it up for him. I am in my fifth year by the way. Fifth-year is the year from which you get a lot more responsibility. We still have to take all of the normal classes which are: Transfigurations, charms, potions, history of magic, DADA, astronomy and herbology. But we also had to choose at least two of the other subjects such as Divination, Arthimancy, Study of ancient runes, COMC or muggle studies. The amount of homework we will get will also be increased drastically and much of our year will probably be spent studying. Upward of year 5, we will receive career counselling from our head of house in order to know which classes we would have to take on N.E.W.T.-level. At the end of the year we got our O.W.L.-exams too so this is going to be a busy year.
When we arrived at the platform most of the people were already on the train seeming rather relevant due to the fact that the train was leaving in 10 minutes. The only people left on the platform we’re parents waving at their children or first-year students who we’re saying goodbye to their parents. On our way to the express, we passed by a first-year who was crying because he had to leave his parents. “Pathetic” I muttered under my breath while walking past the child. Cedric nudged his elbow in my side and sternly said: “Morgane, behave yourself a little, you’re awfully rude lately.” I was taken aback by his response but immediately retrieved myself again, “I’m sorry Ced, got some mood switches lately.” He smiled, “That’s clear”.
We then reached the baggage compartment and gave our trunks to the weird little man. “I’ve taken this train for 7 years now and that man still looks as creepy as he did on my first time here,” Cedric complained. “He isn’t the most attractive or warm-hearted person that’s for sure,” I remarked. My brother and I finally got on the train and he gave me a warm embrace. “See you later at school Marge, behave a little and next time you do drugs invite me too! I want to enjoy life too!” Cedric declared. “Alright Sherlock” I joked “See you Ced, now go and ‘enjoy life’ with your little Hufflepuff friends and if I feel like it, I’ll ask you over.” He smiled, “That’s fair enough for me Windels!”
