A/N: I hope you all like my new story. If you don't like the pairing then don't read! lol Flamers are just Firecrotches on Fanfiction. :P

Story: During Millicent's 4th year. Millicent/Cedric

Just For Now

Chapter 1: Not Good!

Millicent gave a small smile as she rested her head against the trunk of a great oak. Her brown eyes scanned across the Black Lake, the churning waves giving off a hypnotic effect. Its blue waves sparkling back at her as the sun illuminated the water. Millicent was shaken from her trance as the sunlight weaving through the tree's leaves, suddenly beamed down on her face. She glared up at the moving branches above her, it's only response was waving back with the breeze.

She sighed as she refocused her attention to the blank parchment ahead of her. Knowing that if she didn't start on her transfiguration essay, she never would. Then it would lead to Professor McGonogal giving her a five day dentention. Harsh, to say the least, for missing a simple homework assignment but she was a Slytherin. That was reason enough to be punished in McGonogal's eyes, it always is, if your not Saint Potter.

Even though Potter did have his group of little supporters in the faculty, Slytherins left it to Snape to ruin Harry's education. Then again, it's not like Slytherins didn't have any perks. If you hung out with the right group you practically ruled the school or atleast intimidated the shit out of its students. Millicent counted herself one of the lucky ones, who was accepted into Draco's circle of tyrants. Then again she knew the only reason she was because of her family. Also because, she's sure, he didn't want her to ruin his 'perfect' face.

" Draco, that little..." Millicent thought with a growl.

As if he wasn't arrogant enough, knowing that most girls would swoon before him. This year he started paying some 'male' attention towards her. Catching his glances at her chest as she would sit down or practically feel the burn of his stare on her backside as she walked out the door. She thought this ridiculous, she was still very tall for her age and her muscular figure still as brawny. True enough, she noticed her breasts swelling over the size of her stomach and the hourglass curves she was getting. Although she knew that most of the girls at Hogwarts would happily give up their virginity to him, probably half of them have. The only expriance she's ever had with the male population was last year, with Gregory Goyle.

Millicent surpressed a shiver as she reflected upon the short lived relationship. It was in the middle of her third year and she noticed that Goyle was noticing her. Well, if you could call it noticing, mostly it was a vacant stare at his face, sometimes accompanied by drool. She let herself think that the stares were admiring and that he thought she was attractive. Finally, he put enough words together to make a sentence and asked her on a date. Millicent accepted, although not because she was attracted to him, but she knew that it would be good for her reputation. Her parents would be pleased, no doubt, and she knew that they would be a powerhouse when it comes to bullying.

So she gave it a chance, enduring his sloppy kisses, wandering hands and his pathetic way of doting upon her. The last day of school she was estastic, thinking Goyle would rather spend his summer with other girls and end their relationship. Apparently, that was the farthest thing from his mind. He clumsily claimed her mouth before going on a rant of how they would spend their summer together. She had the wind knocked out of her, his words rolling forward like the Hogwarts Express and she was tied to the tracks.

Finally she shouted out the word she's been dreaming to say; no. Goyle was struck dumb, well dumber than usual, before stuttering a question as to why she shouted. Millicent took a deep breath and explained very slowly that she didn't think that their relationship was working for her. After about five minutes of processing this information, Goyle stomped off to Vincent Crabbe, his face red and flustered.

" Ignoramuses the lot of them." She mumbled beneath her breath, her quill starting to scratch against the parchment.

In only an hour, Millicent was finally on her last paragraph as she thought momentarily how to summerize the essay. She mindlessly brushed the quill agianst her mouth as the feathers tickled her lips. Finally the perfect sentence came to her as she hastily repositioned her quill. Although before it even touch the parchment, loud shouting distracted her as she repositioned her eyes to the source of the noise.

Millicent's eyes narrowed as she looked at the group of seventh years of Hufflepuffs and a Ravenclaw yelped and laughed happily in the Black Lake, dangerously close. She watched as a tall blond hair girl and smaller one with black hair and slanted eyes giggle, while two boys splashed water towards them. The short one had blond hair and green eyes, while the other had bronze shaggy hair and a more muscualr build. Millicent instantly recognized him as Cedric Diggory, the school's ' Golden Boy.'

"Oh please, the only thing golden about that boy is in Gringrotts." She thought to herself with a roll of her eyes.

She went back to her essay only to realize that with her latest distraction, she just forgot the sentence in her mind, the perfect the last sentence. She growled in frustration running a hand through her hair, sending another glare towards the group. If they weren't seventh years she probably would have scared them off. Just as she was focused again, shrill laughter erupted in the air.

Millicent snaped her head toward the group as the girls were trying to escape the arms of the boys. Soon they pushed them into the lake as ear splitting screeches of amuesment sliced through the air, Millicent could've sworn she saw a few birds scatter from the trees. The boys seemed to come up with a plan as they brandished their wands with a smirk, lifting the water up into the air in a invisible sphere. The girls shrieked as they ran to the saftey of the nearest trees, one like Millicent currently lounged upon.

" Not good! Not good! Not good!" Millicent thought frantically as she stood up in a flash and grabbed her essay.

Before she knew it the two seventh year girls jumped away from the tree as their eyes landed on Millicent. They tumbeled away on the grass as the boys launched the water balls straight for her. Before Millicent could think to protect her essay she felt two blows, one to the stomach the other to her right arm.

She fell back onto her bottom as her head ricochet off the trunk of the tree. She pushed away the stars in her eyes as she sat up with a squish, desperately searching for her essay. Paying no attention to the group, the boys joining the girls, as they howled with laughter.

Millicent found the parchment in the grass as she silently turned it over, praying it wouldn't be ruined. She put a wet hand to her mouth as she looked to see the water streaking down the page, blurring the words and grass stains blotching over the paragraphs. The laughter now poured through her ears and into her head as she crumpled the ruined essay.

The Slytherin snapped her head towards the laughing seventh years as her wet hair whipped and stuck to her face. She felt the anger build as they turned away from her, laughing in their circle. Millicent stood up as she threw off her heavy school robe, revealing a white collared shirt with a grey undervest, a black skirt, with stockings and black shoes. She stomped to the group in anger as threw the crumpeled peice of parchment at the closests person's head; Cedric Diggory.

" Hey Dickhead Diggory!" She yelped.

" What the-" Cedric started, looking down at the angry, wet Millicent.

" Why don't you watch what the hell your doing!" She shouted wiping the water from her eyes and forehead.

" Look we're sorry, you can just cast a drying charm." He assured in a serious voice, seeing the anger in her eyes. His friends glaring over his shoulder at the underclassman.

" Well a drying charm isn't going to fix my essay which I spent a whole hour on!" She sneared, pointing to the crumpled piece of parchment.

" Oh," Cedric started nervously, scratching at the base of his neck.

" Well I'm sure you could rewrite it." He answered calmly, looking at the group of students they had suddenly attracted. " Let's not make a scene."

" Or I could make you eat it!" Millicent seethed, balling her fists. " How's that for a scene?"

" Look," Cedric sighed, putting his hand on her shoulder as he gave a dashing smile. " What are you, second, third year?"

" Try fourth," Millicent replied pushing his hand off her roughly. " Dumbass."

" Now there's no need for name calling." Cedric replied, wagging his finger mockingly while the students laughed.

Millicent's felt her face heat up as she looked at the laughing students. Her eyes landed on none other than Draco, Goyle and Crabbe. There eyebrows raised, obviously telling her to finish this the Slytherin way. Millicent turn back to Cedric her anger bursting lose as she grabbed his finger and twisted his arm around his back. Cedric crying out in pain and shock.

" Fine then, how about I just do this." She hissed loudly, pushing his distorted arm further into his back.

" If thats how you want it." Cedric replied through gritted teeth.

Before Millicent had any time to ponder this threat she found herself being thrown back. She landed on the ground as she looked up to see Cedric polishing his wand lazily as his group of admirers clapped.

" That was great Ced!" The Ravenclaw girl congratulated kissing his cheek.

Millicent sat up as she spotted her school robe only a few feet away. She hurriedly reached for it as she searched her pockets. Unaware of the two teachers coming to the group of students. She pulled it out as she stood and stocked over to Cedric.

" Alright then! Let's see what's so great!" She shouted standing in the correct attack position.

" You want to duel against a seventh year?" The Ravenclaw scoffed, standing behind Cedric.

" Do you?" A cautious voice in her head quipped, before pushing it away.

" I believe I was talking to Diggory, not his whore." She replied nastily.

The students erupted in laughter as the Ravenclaw turned scarlet and sputtered about. Cedric instantly stood in front of her, his wand at the ready.

" You leave her out of this." He hissed, raising his wand.

" Make me." Millicent whispered.

Before either could blink they each shouted a spell as sparks erupted from their wands. A purple jet of light striked Cedric's shoulder as he fell to the ground. At the same time a light blue stream of light hit right at Millicent's heart as she crumpled. She felt her eyes closing as she focused on the light blue sky, while black figures crowded around here.

" What's happened!?" A shrill voice rang in the air.

That was the last thing Millicent heard before her world spiraled into a black abyss.

There goes chapter one, read and review! Oh sorry about the spelling mistakes, my spell check is on strike at the moment.