Harper looked at Harry, finally feeling a little bit better, and gave out a smile, “I’m from Beauxbatons. My parents wanted me under the close eye of one of their closest colleague rather than under the supervision of Madame Maxime. I wonder why? Madame Maxime is not all bad.” The compartment door opened revealing the unexpected Draco Malfoy, and his two infamous goons, Crabbe and Goyle, who were already dressed in their Slytherin school robes.

Harry turned to her, his anger calming down, and saw a smile developing on her face. Harry caught her gaze and was instantly spellbound by the way Harper’s light brown eyes shined under the sun.

Why won’t he talk to me? Have I done anything wrong? Or maybe I had said something to offend him or something. Oh, what did I do? Harper thought to herself as she sat in the library, in front of her Potions book, forcing herself to study for her next class, but it seems like all she could concentrate on is…well, Harry.

Harper ran to the old oak tree and stopped dead in her tracks as she saw him standing under the tree where he had first told her that he has feelings for her. He had removed his long black robe, and placed it on the base of the tree along with his books. He stared at the last rays of the sunset, with his sleeves rolled up and his hands tucked in his pockets.

Harper had easily lost interest in the essays and was suddenly in deep thought. She stared out the window, feeling guilty for leaving Harry before breakfast. It hurt her just thinking of what she had done. Harper thought of the status of her relationship with Harry, by the way she sees it shatters her heart into a million pieces. She yearned to jump out of her seat, run out of the class and into Harry’s arms, but she knew that Professor Trelawney would never allow her

It’s been two weeks since Harper left, and since then there has not been a day that Harry hasn’t stopped thinking about her and the times they spent with each other. Everyday he watches the sun set from the place where he had first confessed to her how he truly felt about her and everyday he recalls how she smiles, how she wore her hair, her natural and most especially how she loved him.

“No,” Harper whispered to herself, letting her mother’s hands free, “No you can’t.”“Darling, I’m so sorry,” her mom replied with her tears falling down on her cheeks. “Oh, my gosh I can’t believe this,” Harper droned as she turned to face her father, “father, an arranged marriage. After all I had done for this family!!”
“Let me explain-”
“NO,” Harper interrupted furiously

Harper looked up in surprise. She didn’t hear Hermione and Ginny enter the room. Ginny ran to her and pulled Harper into a hug, and that was when Harper had let all her guard down and broke into painful cries. Hermione took a seat on beside Harper, comforting her and allowing her to cry.

Cedric looked down on Harper, and was instantly charmed by her soft spoken eyes as it shined under the moon’s rays. At that moment, they were lost in each other’s gaze.

“Do you know how hard it was for me to concentrate in Snape’s class?” Harry asked, “Do you know how hard it is for me to concentrate on anything at all?”
 Hermione didn’t respond. She felt like there was absolutely nothing she could say or do that would help Harry with his pain. “I’m so sorry,” Hermione whispered.
“She’s crying again,” Harry said after a long period of silence, while watching Cedric comfort Harper, under the tree.

Before Cho could say anything, Harry aggressively pulled her into a passionate kiss. His tongue aggressively searched for hers and began to massage it. He pinned Cho to the wall, while she brushed his hair with her fingers.

***
“Not bad,” Harper stated breaking the kiss, ‘but I think you could do better.”
“Do you want me to try?” Cedric asked, leaning closer as he did earlier.

“Well, how romantic,” Draco criticized, clapping his hands to a droned beat. He leaned in closer as Harper turned to face him.
“If you touch her I swear I’ll kill you,” Cedric threatened in a raspy voice. Draco grabbed Harper and held on to her wrist tightly. Harper whimpered as Draco grabbed her, due to the pain caused by the way he tightly held her and from the big ring he wore.

“No, no, I won’t do it,” the countess argued, “I just can’t abandon my child in the midst of a war created by me and my thick husband.”
“You’re not abandoning me,” Harper explained......
***
“How can you not tell me?” Harry aggressively asked, as the crowd of students turned their attention towards them.
“What are you talking about?”
“Don’t play thick with me Harper; you know what I’m talking about?”

“Tell me Harper, look into my eyes and truthfully tell me that you don’t love me anymore.”

“Harry, please don’t do this,” Harper begged, as Harry held onto her by her arms.

“Cedric, what are you talking about?”

“Your kiss…… your touch, it just doesn’t feel true anymore.”

Cedric saw Harry and Harper talking outside of the Charms classroom, as Harper giggled as she talked to Harry. He felt a jolt of pain straining his heart. He leaned against the wall, watching as Harper conversed with Harry.

“Look we both know why we're here,” Harry began, “so let’s just spare each other the time and trouble, and let’s end with this, stay the hell away from her.”

“I should be telling you the same thing, but the last I heard you’re the last person she wants to talk to,” Cedric glared.

“Then, we must take her life,” Lucius responded coldly, “her life force would be enough to support the Dark Lord long enough till the next full moon, until we get another chance to find another stable, pure-blooded witch.”
***

“Harry,” Harper said, wrapping her arms around him, “you have no idea how glad I am to see you. I was so scared, they’re forcing me to-”

“Malfoy, I know,” Harry interrupted, as he wrapped his arms around Harper, “I found out from the Malfoy’s goons.”

“CEDRIC!!!Harry, quick!!” Harper pointed as Cedric began to fall from his broom. Harry turned his broom around and blazed towards Cedric, who seemed to have lost consciousness as he was hit by the spell.

Harry rode his broom, head on towards the forest, but it was too late.

“ARRESTO MOMENTUM!!” Harper yelled one last time, pointing the wand towards Cedric.

....He had died in her arms. Now covered in blood, Harper excruciatingly cried....

“Harry, you have to let me go. It’s for the best.”

“C’mon mate, it’s not possible to fight for her when you’re behind Azkaban bars,” Ron said, holding on to his best friend’s shoulder.