Note: This is a collaborative fanfiction. The odd chapters are written by Alec6427, and the even ones are written by me (I also did any necessary editing to all chapters). This is an H/C fanfic. We each have our own H/C fanfics as well (you should read them ^_~). There obviously can't be a decent title since neither of us really know what it's going to be about. This is a first attempt at a partner fic between the two of us, so please R/R!
Disclaimer: We don't own Harry Potter or anything. J.K. does. We just own the messed up plots to each chapter. :o)
Chapter One: Owl after Owl
The summer had barely even begun when the letters started pouring in. Everyone wanted to know what had happened to Cedric, how he had died, but Harry knew there was only one person that he would actually tell. She was the only person who didn't know but really deserved to. He had been her boyfriend and for all Harry knew she still would have been if he hadn't insisted that they take the Tri-Wizard cup together, but she was about the only person who hadn't mailed him about it.
Eventually Harry got so bored that he started sorting the letters by house and found a pattern. Most of the Gryffindor letters had the gist of:
Harry,
What happened after you and that other guy went into the
maze? Come on tell us. We're your house mates.
(Gryffindor Students Name here)
Most of the Hufflepuff letters were more like:
Potter,
What did you do to Cedric in that maze? Tell us or we'll go and
find out ourselves. You will pay for what you've done!
(Hufflepuff student name here)
Most of the Ravenclaw letters basically said:
To Harry Potter,
I would like to know what sort of events transpired once you
and the other Hogwarts Champion, Cedric Diggory, entered the
maze of the third task of the Tri-Wizard tournament. I eagerly
await a reply.
Sincerely,
(Ravenclaw student name here)
And worst of all were the Slytherins:
Potter,
Congratulations on becoming a murderer. We always knew you
had it in you. We would just like to hear a few of the gory details
so we can awe at your imaginative murdering technique.
(Slytherin name here)
Harry was almost glad he hadn't gotten a letter from Cho. He didn't really want to find out which category she fit into; he probably couldn't take it whichever one she was.
Harry got his usual parcels on his birthday: Ron saying hello and inviting him to the Burrow and giving him Quidditch supplies, Hermione relaying the highlights of her vacation and telling him to study and of course giving him a large book, Hagrid wishing him a happy birthday from where ever Madame Maxime and he had gone on errands from Dumbledore and sending him rock cakes (which he promptly threw out the window causing a series of noises that didn't sound like they were good for traffic), and the letter from Hogwarts telling him what his new books would need to be.
Harry read through them all and then hid everything under the floorboards and started to go to bed. Just as he was closing the window for the night an owl flew in. It was pitch black and had red eyes, it landed on top of Hedwigs cage and raised its leg in the air waiting for him to take the parcel. Harry hurried over and untied the package, the owl surprisingly nipped him affectionately and then joined Hedwig. Harry read the letter in the package first.
Dear Harry,
I think I know what you must be thinking and what people must be
saying to you, but what happened to Cedric was not your fault.
Just having met you a couple times I know that much. Don't think
that it's your fault for a minute. Oh, and don't feel sorry for me, I
was just sad because I never told him how much I wish we were
just friends still. Hope to see you in Diagon Alley, I'll be there on the
twenty-first.
Love,
Cho
Disclaimer: We don't own Harry Potter or anything. J.K. does. We just own the messed up plots to each chapter. :o)
Chapter One: Owl after Owl
The summer had barely even begun when the letters started pouring in. Everyone wanted to know what had happened to Cedric, how he had died, but Harry knew there was only one person that he would actually tell. She was the only person who didn't know but really deserved to. He had been her boyfriend and for all Harry knew she still would have been if he hadn't insisted that they take the Tri-Wizard cup together, but she was about the only person who hadn't mailed him about it.
Eventually Harry got so bored that he started sorting the letters by house and found a pattern. Most of the Gryffindor letters had the gist of:
Harry,
What happened after you and that other guy went into the
maze? Come on tell us. We're your house mates.
(Gryffindor Students Name here)
Most of the Hufflepuff letters were more like:
Potter,
What did you do to Cedric in that maze? Tell us or we'll go and
find out ourselves. You will pay for what you've done!
(Hufflepuff student name here)
Most of the Ravenclaw letters basically said:
To Harry Potter,
I would like to know what sort of events transpired once you
and the other Hogwarts Champion, Cedric Diggory, entered the
maze of the third task of the Tri-Wizard tournament. I eagerly
await a reply.
Sincerely,
(Ravenclaw student name here)
And worst of all were the Slytherins:
Potter,
Congratulations on becoming a murderer. We always knew you
had it in you. We would just like to hear a few of the gory details
so we can awe at your imaginative murdering technique.
(Slytherin name here)
Harry was almost glad he hadn't gotten a letter from Cho. He didn't really want to find out which category she fit into; he probably couldn't take it whichever one she was.
Harry got his usual parcels on his birthday: Ron saying hello and inviting him to the Burrow and giving him Quidditch supplies, Hermione relaying the highlights of her vacation and telling him to study and of course giving him a large book, Hagrid wishing him a happy birthday from where ever Madame Maxime and he had gone on errands from Dumbledore and sending him rock cakes (which he promptly threw out the window causing a series of noises that didn't sound like they were good for traffic), and the letter from Hogwarts telling him what his new books would need to be.
Harry read through them all and then hid everything under the floorboards and started to go to bed. Just as he was closing the window for the night an owl flew in. It was pitch black and had red eyes, it landed on top of Hedwigs cage and raised its leg in the air waiting for him to take the parcel. Harry hurried over and untied the package, the owl surprisingly nipped him affectionately and then joined Hedwig. Harry read the letter in the package first.
Dear Harry,
I think I know what you must be thinking and what people must be
saying to you, but what happened to Cedric was not your fault.
Just having met you a couple times I know that much. Don't think
that it's your fault for a minute. Oh, and don't feel sorry for me, I
was just sad because I never told him how much I wish we were
just friends still. Hope to see you in Diagon Alley, I'll be there on the
twenty-first.
Love,
Cho