Crazy- A Cedric Diggory Fanfic

Summary

"๐™”๐™ค๐™ช'๐™ง๐™š ๐™˜๐™ง๐™–๐™ฏ๐™ฎ." ๐™„ ๐™ก๐™–๐™ช๐™œ๐™๐™š๐™™ ๐™ฌ๐™๐™ž๐™ก๐™š ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ค๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™™๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™ฃ ๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™›๐™š๐™š๐™ฉ. "๐™‰๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™–๐™จ ๐™˜๐™ง๐™–๐™ฏ๐™ฎ ๐™–๐™จ ๐™„ ๐™–๐™ข ๐™–๐™—๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช." ๊ง๊ง‚ Chloe Johnson transfers to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in her sixth year, and couldn't be happier to do so. During her year she meets Cedric Diggory, and becomes friends with him. As they get closer, Chloe develops feelings and realizes that she can't lose him. And one question remains. Can she help Cedric through all three tasks of the Tri-Wizard tournament? (All of these characters for the acception of Chloe, Ada, and Cleo belong to J.K Rowling and the Harry Potter franchise. If there are any spelling or grammar mistakes please forgive me, I try my hardest! Please comment any suggestions, or your opinions on the book. I would love to hear them. Also, don't forget to vote if you enjoy it!๐Ÿ’•)

Genre:
Fantasy / Romance
Author:
Ada Florek
Status:
Ongoing
Chapters:
8
Rating:
n/a
Age Rating:
13+

First Day

TW: Mentions of nausea, and the thought of vomiting

"Chloe, get up! You have to get ready to go to Kings Cross Station!" my mom's voice echoed through the stairwell. I groaned as I stumbled out of bed, and rubbed my fuzzy visioned morning eyes. I put my glasses over my hazel eyes as I lazily glanced over at the wall across from my bed. It had pictures of my friends back at Ilvermorny, smiling and laughing. I really miss them, I pondered.

This year I was transferring to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry after being unchallenged for the last 5 years at Ilvermorny. The only reason I stayed there was for my friends Cleo and Ada, but this year I wanted to try something new--something different.

"Chloe are you up?" my mom asked, bargaing into my room. "Yes mom, I'm just about to get ready." I replied. I tiredly trudged over to my closet, my feet practically dragging across the floor. I looked in my closet and found a light blue sweater, some jeans and sneakers and walked to the bathroom. I turned on the lights and put my clothes on, wiping off and dog hair from them. I did some light makeup, only some mascara, concealer and blush and headed down the stairs.

I lugged my boxy suitcase to my chair and was soon greeted by the delicious smell of breakfast, and the sound of a fire coming from the kitchen. My mom came out with an apron tied around her waist, splotches of batter littering the fabric. "You have everything you need right? Dress robes, your wand, your favorite book..." my mom listed off after placing a large stack of waffles in front of my seat at the table. "Yes I got everything, I made sure to check it last night before I went to bed." I said as I sat myself down.

I hungrily dived into the waffles, not even think twice about pacing myself. Me and my mom loved cooking together ever since I was very young, spending entire afternoons making fancy cakes and pastries. A small smile spread across my face as I thought about it and It made me sad to think that we wouldn't be able to cook for a while. Since I was going to school in England, the freedom was nice. After all, I was 16.

"What time are we leaving to go to the station again?" I asked with a mouthful of waffles. "We apparate at 9:00." my mom informed me. I lived in America, hence why I went to Ilvermorny in Massachusetts. This year, I'd have to apparate for my first time in order to get on the train.

Once I finished my breakfast, rather quickly might I add, I got up from my seat and grabbed my mom's hand. "Ready Chloe? You might get nauseous, but it will subside fairly quickly."she assured me. "Ok." I responded with a nervous smile.

"APPARATUS!" my mother announced with a flick of her wand. A loud crack sounded, and things started to spin. I felt dizzy and nauseous as bright flashing colors surrounded me. I felt like I was falling from the sky, unable to have control of where or when I landed. After about 30 seconds of being deranged, we arrived at a train station in front of a tan brick wall.

"Now, you have to run towards that wall in order to get to the train Chloe." my mom said. My eyes widened at the thought, and I had to keep myself steady and upright. I felt extremely nauseous, and wanted to puke on the wall rather than run through it.

"What, how is that supposed to work? I'll surely break my nose!" I exclaimed while lightly brushing my fingers agains my nose. My mother tucked one of the loose strands of hair from my ponytail behind my ear. "Just trust me, now hurry up before you're late and the wall closes up." my mom said in a hurried voice. "Love you, Chlo." she smiled "Love you too mom." I grinned back.

With my heart racing, I started jogging towards the wall, slowly building up pace. My brain was telling me to stop but my body kept pushing me forward saying, you have to keep going. I braced myself for impact, and tightly shut my eyes, expecting the worst. A few moments later I opened my eyes, spirited that my face wasn't bashed in, and saw a large train standing in front of me.

Steam emitted from the top of the black pipe and students were hopping on board, saying their last goodbyes to their families. I walked towards the train and stepped into one of the many doors on the side, smiling as I thought of what my life would be like now.

I slowly made my way down the red carpeted aisle, looking for rooms with empty seats. I saw full bench after full bench, and was starting to get worried that I wouldn't find a seat. My pace sped up, my feet quickly patting against the floor.

Eventually, I made it to the end of the exceptionally large train and my eyes fixated on the brown and gold door at the end of the aisle. I looked into the window and only saw one person sitting in there. It was a boy with mousy brown hair that fell just above his eyes, and he was wearing his school uniform. It was black school robes with a yellow badger badge and a pin that said "Prefect". The robes had a black hood with a yellow inside, and I was flipped down just bellow his head. He was reading a large dark green book with silver lettering on it, and he was reading it intently.

I lightly opened the door and the boy immediately averted his gaze towards me."Do you mind if I join you?" I asked with a toothy grin. "Of course not, come sit, I'm sure all of the other carts are full." the boy responded.

"My name is Cedric by the way, Cedric Diggory." he said with a warm smile. "Nice to meet you, I'm Chloe." Now that I had gotten closer to him I noticed that he was very handsome. He had grey eyes, and silky hair that perfectly framed his chiseled face.

"What brings you to Hogwarts Chloe? If you don't mind me asking. People usually don't have people transfer in their later years." Cedric told me, his eyes never leaving mine. "Well, I used to go to Ilvermorny but I found the work quite...easy. I wanted a challenge, so I applied to Hogwarts and got accepted." I explained with a shrug.

We chatted for some time after our introduction, mostly about the school. Cedric told me about the castle, telling me about how beautiful it was. He mentioned the talking paintings, and ghosts. "Don't worry about the ghosts, they're completely harmless. Moaning Myrtle is a bit odd, but she doesn't do any harm. Also, try not to walk through the ghosts, it feels like a bucket of ice is being dumped over your head." Cedric informed me. "The paintings can be obnoxious at times, and make sure not to talk about too much in front of them. They listen to everything, and will tell everyone about it." he went on.

"There are also many different subjects that you can take, but my personal favorites are herbology, charms, and care of magical creatures." I was fascinated by this boy. The fact that he was so open and kind to me even though we had just met amazed me. Nobody was like that at Ilvermorny.

Cedric went on to tell me about the houses and their traits. "I'm a Hufflepuff," he beamed proudly. "And I think it's one of the best houses to be in. We tend to be underestimated, and made fun of actually. We're seen as the weakest of the houses, and someday I would like to bring pride to my house." Cedric continued. "Yellow and black are our house colors, and the badger is our mascot."

"I would like to be in any other house except Slytherin. I just don't think that it fits me. Since you said they tend to be cunning and ambitious, whereas I'm the opposite of that. I mean I have goals and ambitions, but I wouldn't put others below me to get there." I commented.

"Since when did we start moving?" I asked, moving my attention from the handsome boy to the view outside the window. "It's been about an hour." Cedric said with a chuckle.

The view was stunning, evergreen trees were scattered about near a large grey lake as the train went over a stone bridge. Soon after, I noticed a large black outline of a castle in the distance."Ooh, we're almost there! Aren't you excited?" I squealed. Cedric laughed at my actions."I know this is your first year and all, but when it's your sixth year riding it's not as exciting."

20 minutes later, the train came to a halt, and me and Cedric grabbed our bags and headed towards the exit of the train. Cedric took my hand and helped me off the train. "Thank you." I responded.

I was told to go with the first years by Cedric so I could hear more about Hogwarts, but I wasn't too excited by that. I looked back at Cedric who gave me an encouraging smile, and mouthed "I'll see you at dinner." "Ok, that sounds nice, see you at dinner!" I mouthed back.

I wasn't the tallest person ever, but I still towered over the children. They all stared at me, doe eyed and innocent like young kids do, and I forced an awkward smile back at them. Perfect start to the year, I thought.

"All right first years, come along." a very tall man announced. He had a long scruffy beard with frizzy hair, and had to be at least eight feet tall. When he spoke he had a thick south west english accent.

He soon spotted me in the sea of miniature people. "Are ye really a first year, or are ye a transfer student?" he asked. "I'm a transfer student, starting my 6th year." I said. "Oh, well welcome to Hogwarts." he greeted me with a warm smile. "I'm Hagrid, the gamekeeper, and I teach care of magical creatures." "Nice to meet you, I'm Chloe." I said with a grin. "Well, nice to meet you too Chloe. We better get ye moving along across the lake." he insisted.

After finally making it to Hogwarts, a teacher with a black dress, circular glasses, and frizzy grey hair in a messy bun started speaking. "Now, you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin." she asserted. "I am professor McGonagall, the head teacher of Gryffindor." she said with a quick smile.

McGonagall looked at me and flashed me a smile almost as to say, "sorry for making you go with the first years." I shot a warm smile back, to assure her that I was fine.

The sorting ceremony began, and it felt like it took forever to get to my name. I could see that Cedric was zoning out, he was staring mindlessly at the table. He had told me that he'd seen this ceremony so many times. The only reason he didn't skip it was because he was a prefect, and had to show the kids around after ceremony and feast.

"Chloe Johnson!" professor McGonagall announced. Cedric's attention went over to me as I slowly walked over to the stool.

I was nervous, I felt hundreds of eyes burn into the back of my head, as I walked to the stool. I saw a dark brown hat, pointed at the top, which was very faded from being used for many years. When I sat down on the stool, the hat was placed atop of my head.

The hat began to talk, and I was startled, unaware that this hat could talk. "Ahhh, very bright I see. Maybe I should put you in Ravenclaw....no, no. I see kindness, patience, and loyalty. Voluntarily putting in effort and commitment. I say, HUFFLEPUFF!"

The Hufflepuff table started clapping and cheering as I walked towards the table. With bright eyes and a beaming smile across his face, Cedric congratulated me. "Welcome to Hufflepuff Chloe!" he stated.

The sorting ceremony seemed to drag on forever, and me and Cedric made predictions on what house each student would get into. Though I missed my old friends, I felt so lucky to have made a new one. They would have wanted this. We laughed and talked throughout the ceremony, until the dining hall silenced for Dumbledore's speech.
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