I’ll wholeheartedly admit that I was a Harry Potter fan, even before any of this happened. In fact, that’s exactly how this happened. I never dreamt that any of it would ever be real, even less so that plain old ordinary me would ever get involved. It’s a well-known fact that Harry Potter has a thing for redheads, but who would have thought that one day a blonde-haired, green-eyed girl would change his life?

“Cedric?” I couldn’t see Aevum anymore. I didn’t know where she was, but part of me didn’t even care.

“Sure, Lucy. Of course it’s me, who else?” he laughed to himself. It was like he’d never left, as if the past two years, without him by my side, and even in my life for the second year, had never existed, never happened. I didn’t know what to say for the first minute or so, I just stared at him.

“I don’t think I’d do that if I were you,” I snarled at Bellatrix, my teeth snapping almost like I were a dog. I felt like frothing at the mouth, spitting on her, ripping her into tiny little pieces.

“Why not, princess?” she asked, sarcasm thickly laced in her voice. I looked around. Harry had disappeared.  I hadn’t seen him for a few minutes actually, even before the three Death Eaters had found us outside. Had he dobbed us in? He couldn’t have… Wouldn’t have risked it for a start.