So, I've noticed that there aren't a lot of SIxCedric Diggory fanfictions out there and because of that, I shall write this story. Cedric Diggory was one of the Harry Potter characters that I think would have deserved more screen time. The reason is that he practically could have a good influence on Potter since year 1.

Anyway let's go to my story.

In short this is a story about a young muggle-born child named Cindy Love Kiling. A British-Filipino, born and raised in UK. One day she realizes that she has magic which freaks her out and she accidentally kills herself during one of the accidental magic. She died at the same time as Cindy Love Kiling in our reality died. Now this 19-year-old Cindy inhibits the body of a seven-year-old. Basically, when she realizes that she is in the Potter universe Cindy decides to do whatever she can to survive which means to stay fuck away from Potter. However, having had a friend that used to be an abused child Cindy would not make the same mistake she did with her friend. In other words, she will quietly watch over the boy and get rid of Dumbledore as fast as possible. Meanwhile she is slowly building up romance with Cedric Diggory and somehow ends up catching the eyes of Draco Malfoy. Her Hogwarts experience would include more than plotting and surviving.

(Cindy POV)

It all happened so fast. I saw the woman fall and it reminded me of her… Naturally, I just had to save this stranger. Even though I had never once met her nor could care less about, I still acted on instinct. Then the pain from being hit took over and I suddenly realized what I had done.

I didn't want to die.

I didn't want to die

Did not want to die…

Those were my last thoughts but also the other Cindy's last thoughts. I have to admit that I am a body stealer. It seems that since we died at the same time but in two different universes my soul ended up inside this person's body. For what reason other than that Fate is out to screw me up I don't know. Although I am happy that I'm alive I'm sad to think that the other Cindy didn't survive. It seems from her memories that she had done accidental magic. Now while a child would have normally been happy to figure out that they were magical it was more logical that they would have been freaked out. Books being thrown at you, the water becoming more hotter, your hair changing colours, floating in midair when falling from a branch. While a normal child who had read the Harry Potter books or movies would have figured out that this was magic this Cindy didn't. It freaked her out. She thought she was unnatural. That's why she tried to keep it a secret. However, her magic was practically begging to be used so the accidental magic happened frequently. Kudos to her, however, she managed to control it so that nobody noticed but that ended killing her instead. Hiding who she was, ironically this could almost be applied to a non-heterosexual who struggles with coming out of the closet and try to lock and hide away their emotions from.

Anyway, all that mattered was that I was alive. Though I wouldn't be too cold-hearted to not mourn for the girl in place of people who would never know that is truly dead.

Cindy Love Kiling was my name now and then in my other life. Though there were some things that I didn't have that I had in my past life. In my past life, I grew up as an orphan. Not because my parents were dead or didn't want me but because I was taken from them. It seemed that I had been kidnapped by a mentally sick woman who couldn't handle the fact that she lost her child. Then she saw me in the hospital and just simply decided to kidnap me. I grew up with my kidnapper. Loving her just like any child would love their parent. She took care of me and showered me with love. However, after she died I got her will and the truth. By the time I went to visit my real biological parents they were both dead. My birth mother couldn't handle the loss of me after two years of searching and hanged herself. My father loved my mother to death and followed her shortly. I couldn't cry since I wasn't emotionally attached to them. I did however sympathize and I visited their graves and hoped that they were happy wherever they were.

Although that part of my life sucked, never being able to meet my real parents, I did, however, have a nice life. I was just in college, studying to become a doctor in the future. Though it all ended in vain. I didn't even get to graduate from college. Since that was something I wanted to do I was certainly going to study hard and get into college. Who knows this magical power might come in handy for studying. I might even be able to use magic so that I get a photographic memory. That would help a lot.

I was optimistic. I had regained my dreams that I thought I would lose when I died.

This family I had now were the one I would have had if Cindy Love Killing never had been kidnapped. They were my biological parents and they weren't far off from the ones in my universe. Guwelda and Jonathan Kiling were a Filipino couple who moved to Britain to get a better life. Though they worked low ranked jobs they still were able to keep her fed as for school… I would definitely need a job if she wanted to go to college or University. However, now it turned out that I was magical and I would make her life work in her favor with it.

Because I was mentally older I found no joy in pretending to be a child. That's why I didn't hang around with a lot of children or rather stopped hagning with Cindy's friends. Instead, I often would sit down and study advanced mathematics or repeat the knowledge from my past life. All in order to make sure I would get into college and graduate. In my alone time however I would also study my magic and see how to activate it or use it in the most effective and controlled way. I started to get good at controlling it. By the time I turned eight I was already trying to come up with my own spells since didn't know any other spell. It's not like Harry Potter spells would probably help me either.

Then as if it was fate, or a screwed up version of it, I met her. Hermione Granger. That made me really have a wake-up call and realize that I was actually in the Harry Potter universe. This truly meant that I wasn't the only one with magic. There was a whole municipality. A prejudiced one with a corrupted government. I couldn't help but sigh at what was going on. I wanted to so badly ignore her and hope for the best that I wasn't gonna be invited to Hogwarts. It was practically a death trap.

Hermione Granger, simply sat there and concentrated on reading. I wondered if this was the canon story or at least following the movie script. Otherwise I'm screwed since I can't predict what will happen.

"Stop staring", she called out to me angrily.

I woke up.

"Sorry, I just felt that you are similar. Do you like books?".

"It's the greatest invention of its time".

"Good, I like books over it too".

"…"

"Would you mind if I could be friends with you?", what the hell is wrong with you, Cindy? Why are you befriending the closest friend to Harry Potter?

She looked stunned and blinked a few times.

"You really wanna be friends with me?".

"Yes, you like books and seem mature. Now, this might sound stuck-up of me but I really don't want to hang out with the other immature kids. They aren't fun at all".

She viewed me from head to toe before a smile appeared on her face as she nodded.

"I'm happy to be friends with you, Cindy Love Kiling but call me CL for short".

"Hermione Granger, it's a pleasure to meet another book lover and mature child like you".

After our meeting, Hermione and I started to hang out. It was so much more fun to hang out with a mature child. Then I wanted to make sure that this was canon and had an "accidental" magic while we were playing. Hermione was so surprised yet happy to know that she had met someone like her. I was just glad that this might be the canon story. This means though that there is a real child out there being abused and neglected.

Since Hermione and I knew that we were witches it was quite obvious that we wouldn't tell anyone as she had come to the same conclusion as me. We would certainly become lab rats if the muggle government found out. We kept it a secret from our parents and practiced our magic wandlessly. Since I was sure now that this was the Harry Potter universe I began to try and remember the most famous spells from the movie:

Wingardium Leviosa

Alohomora

Expelliarmus

Protego

Specto Patronum

Though they seemed useless once I found out that you literally could simply create your own spells. I found it out accidentally as I was taking care of the dishes. When my emotions synchronized with my desire my magic understood what it should do. I was washing the dishes when one of the plates slipped and almost crashed unto the floor. Suddenly it was as if time stopped and I simply pick it up. I wanted it to stop and not fall to the floor. My heart was synchronized to my mind. My consciousness was synchronized to my unconsciousness. There was the word and the feeling, visualisation and also intent behind the words.

Once I talked about this to Hermione we began to experiment. We began first to visualize, then we came up with our own words. At first, they were vocally said but then we began to be so good that we didn't need to say them out loudly.

We began reading more into fictional books so we could get more creative with our magic. Hermione became interested in making spells that would protect your body from taking hits and also place protection around things you love like your diary or grimoire. She also used her own spells to change her hairstyle and simply facial features. She didn't seem like she needed it now but she saved them for the future if she would ever need them. In return for her to teach me those spells I taught her how to get dragon eyes (what I called them). Basically eyes that could see to the very atomical level of this world. In other words, we were the best see-through machines. If we ever found gold inside stones or jade we could get business going.

We wrote all of these new spells inside our so-called grimoires. Since I was a lazy person I made a copying spell and just copied and pasted whatever Hermione had written.

Because magic was fascinating we started reading into history. Hermione was traumatized about what happened to witches during medievial times but when we went further back we found out more about runes. Since runes were an ancient language Hermione theorized that they should have a stronger command to our magic. We tested that theory and yes our magic seemed to respond better to ancient languages. We took letters from ancient Egyptian, ancient Greek, ancient China, Thailand and India. With our memorization spell, we memorized words and pronunciation daily. Three months later we spoke them fluently.

Since I already knew what was waiting for me in the Wizard World I began to prepare myself financially. When I talked to Hermione about my business plan she was in it and even made it better. She had already memorized the laws in UK so we did find some loopholes here and there. Unfortunately, this plan included us telling Hermione's and my parents. Luckily my parents loved me enough to accept whatever I was. So did Hermione's. After we proved our magic to them we explained our business plan. Our plan was really simple. With my and Hermione's magic, we would repair cheap and broken houses that our parents bought us. We would repair them and then sell them for a higher price. We even demonstrated this tiny houses on a flat board. My parents were naturally in it for the money. It took longer to convince the Grangers but they came around eventually. We wrote contracts that said that we would split the profits. First Hermione and I would split the profits. Then we ourselves would split the profits with our parents. Everyone got 1/4 of everything.

Later, we looked up houses that were cheap. The ones that were, were either haunted or completely run down. We found one that was very cheap and our parents did not actually mind at all. Then we put on our illusionary spells around the area so that it would look like materials, workers and the normal shit you found on a construction site were there. Since we didn't want to risk anyone seeing us we put up a fifteen-meter tall wall around so that nobody could see what was going on.

It seems that our plan was a success as we sold the house five times its previous worth. Of course, our parents were the owners so they were the ones doing the legal shit. In the end, they even hired their own lawyers that would take care of the legal papers around this family business.

When we had enough money Hermione and I went to an auction with our parents. It was basically stone gambling. Since we were amateurs Hermione made sure to be prepared for this. Naturally, we would buy the stones nobody wanted that had jade in them. By the end of the auction, we bought the smaller stones that were a lot cheaper but at least contained jade. In the end, we bought two and they bought had a high amount of jade. Hermione and I high five each other as we managed to sell both of them for a higher price later. We came home later with a whopping five million pound check from the one of the bidders that had bought them from us. The bidder was a woman around Hermione's mom's age. No surprise that our mothers would get along with her in the future. The woman owned a jewelry company. It wasn't that famous yet but it was making a lot of profits so it was only a matter of time before they went internationally. We didn't say anything about our business and simply listened to what she said about selling more jade stones to her in the future. Why not.

By the time we were eleven we were probably one of the most richest kids in UK. Since I knew our age meant that we could finally get wands legally, not that we needed them at the moment I faked a story of how I found a whole wizarding world to Hermione. In the end I showed her how to blend in as we enjoyed our day in there. Hermione was eleven so she would naturally have the right to a want but not to enter Hogwarts as she had to wait for one more year. I however was younger than her by a year so we would end up in the same year later. Hermione was fascinated by this world and we went to the bank to exchange money. Afterwards we bought books on their history. A book that had a list of spells in them. A rune book. A law book. As we went to an ice-cream affair and bought two vanilla ice-cream. We talked with the ownerof the affair, Dieter Creamsin, and explained our situation to him. He was more than happy to be our guide and informator and even though we didn't need to we still payed him.

"So, what does eleven year olds need to know?", I said for Hermione's sake.

"Are you two eleven years old? Then you should have gone to Hogwarts. Since it seems you don't, you weren't probably eleven by the time the school was starting. For some reason, the school has a stupid rule that children younger than eleven can't enter since that I can't get their wand before they are eleven. In other words, you will have to wait for another year before you can enter".

"So what you are saying that there is a school called Hogwarts and that you can't get your wand before you're eleven?", Hermione wrote down.

"Precisely".

"So is Hogwarts like a private school? How much does it cost to study there?", I asked the vital questions while Hermione was my secretary.

"Hogwarts in itself is a free school for all pure-bloods and muggle-born children. Though it is the study materials however that will cost a lot".

"And can the children or the children's families afford these?".

"Most cannot so they take a loan from Gringotts Bank. Unfortunately, the goblins are greedy and they don't care much about your situation so if you ever take a loan know this. If you are muggle-born and need to take a loan you probably won't be ever able to pay of your debt. You see, muggle-borns are magical children who were born from muggles that are non-magic people. Muggle-borns practically have no right in this magical society as we cannot get any decent jobs here. And yet we are expected to study in a school that would not only put us in debt but also are useless for our future careers", he really was angry at this corrupted society.

"So why are people putting their children in this school. Aren't there any other school that provides the necessary material?".

"That's the thing. In the UK there aren't any. For some reason, the government simply don't want to finance a school other than Hogwarts. Which is utter and complete bullshit. If I were you I would leave this country before you get your letters to Hogwarts".

"Okay, thank you for your time. Here are twenty galleons", I handed him it without care about his resistance.

When Hermione and I got back later we memorized the laws and were horrified about the injustice that we muggle-borns could suffer over there. Underage marriage contracts, legal love potions that could force us into a relationship. We both shuddered (well, I fake shuddered) at this. However, the worst people off were probably squibs. Nothing in the lawbook said anything that could help or protect the squibs. In fact what the hell were squibs even doing in this magical world if the muggle-borns were practically gaining the non-magic jobs here?

Hermione talked with her parents about this and this worried them a lot. Unfortunately, they couldn't go to the government as the law stated that the magical world needed to stay a secret. The consequences would be too much for them to handle too. In the end, Hermione looked up on a list of schools and thought that it would be better to move to France or Australia where the government seemed less corrupt.

Something else we found out was that the magical born people were in total 10% of this world's population. In other words, we're not that many and it seemed that in the UK we were fewer than any other place. Probably because outside of Europe and the UK there was no such thing as pure-blood and muggle-born. You were either a non-magical or magical person. In the end, Hermione came close to the truth that reason that magical people were declining was because of the pure-blood ideology. The wizards' and witches' incestual relationship were crippling their children.

Since Hermione was rich now she would have no problem moving to France. In fact, the Grangers made sure to move quickly away. Hermione begged me to go with her. I could, my parent could but there was one more reason I needed to stay here. Harry Potter.

Ever since I was able to control my magical powers I taught myself occlumency and how to apparate. At first, it strained my magical core so I even spit out blood. However, after training, I had visited Harry Potter from time to time. I put on an invisibility spell and made sure to keep Harry Potter fed. Thankfully he also drank the magical elixir that looked like water inside a plastic which made him grow stronger and better. I also used magic to expand the cupboard room and also fresh air runes so that he wouldn't suffocate in there. Harry was too dumb and caught up with the Dursleys to ever notice the change in his bedroom.

After the new year, I said goodbye to Hermione at the airport as we made sure to use the magical doors we had invented. Too put it off simply, she had one door and I had the other. The doors are connected through a teleportation spell so that you would enter whatever place the other door was standing in. You could do it vice versa too.

When Hermione arrived in Montpellier the first thing she did was to place her door against the wall in her bedroom. I remember seeing her in my bedroom as soon as I got out of the shower to go to sleep later. Since I was curious about her new place I entered inside it as she gave me a tour. It was practically an old French castle she was living in. She used magic to repair a lot of things but for the price they bought it at it was worth it. Her parents had also set up their dentist business. Hermione and I also expanded our business to France now that she was there anyway. We had also bonded with ourselves so that they could help us with the daily things in our life. They also helped us with our business and kept nosy people out of it. The legal papers were handled by our parents' lawyers and in time we would hire our own lawyers. We were definitely intending to live a highway life. My parents were already showing off to their friends and I simply looked away as my mother started to get plastic surgeries and my father was going back to school to gain a higher education.

For now, we kept our business as low as possible however there was no doubt that we were gaining fame within this business. Now we were also buying apartments and also building our own apartment buildings in Asia. My parents also made sure to build summerhouses around the Philippines so that we could rent them out and also have a place to stay there. I was also sure that with Voldemort coming back we all needed to get the hell out of the UK.

As we continued our business time went and soon I was entering Hogwarts. I was so not looking forward to it…

Hermione POV

I can't believe how much my life has changed ever since I met Cindy. She isn't even aware of how much she has meant to my growth. Because of her I have no problem approaching people and I also have stopped caring about recognition. In fact, there is a certain thrill about staying in the background and not stand out as you have the upper hand. I've also become physically and mentally stronger thanks to the occlumency spell or her version of the spell she taught me.

I became physically stronger ever since I entered a taekwondo class with her. The teacher was strict but knew how to teach so I never complained. Cindy however always got scolded by the teacher as she often skipped class. Although, she was practically a genius when it came to fighting. Sure her moves were more or less taekwondo but she still was able to fight ten people and defeat them alone.

To describe Cindy, she was a nice and laid back person. Sure she loved books and also to gain new knowledge but she was lazy and often used spells to cram the information into her head. She used spells all the time to make her life easier. Of course, since I was her friend I never looked down on her lazy ass. However, I found out that day she came up with the business plan that she was a pretty innovative and when she got passionate that was when she stopped being laid-back. That's why I have tried to keep her that way. I've tried to keep her interested in the things we do so that she won't go back to being a lazy bum. I guess however that her lazy ass attitude is the thing that has made us come this far as she always had a great strategy on how to make something more effective. That was one thing I liked about her.

Cindy was also a pretty open person and also seemed to have supported the gay community. I supported them shortly after too. The Pride parade which was held in London, we always went there as we walked with the gays and transexuals.

In short Cindy was someone who anyone would have wished to be friends with and Hermione was lucky that she had her.