Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing except Chloe and anything else you don't recognize
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing except Chloe and anything else you don't recognize.
Okay, I had to do this. I couldn't help it. I had to do a CedricxOC (partially because Cho irritates me). The title may change, but I liked this title. I got it from a Random Title Generator thing, so I technically don't own the title either. But, anyways, I hope you enjoy this story!
Thoughts of You
Chapter 1:
On The Train
Another year at Hogwarts, I thought to myself as I sat on the unmoving train, waiting to get going. I always came a bit early. It gave my some time to think since the compartment that I usually sat in was invaded with some other students when they started getting on the train. I had a book on my lap to help me block out the sounds of the people who would join me in this compartment. The train was soon a buzz with conversation as people started to get on the train but I ignored it and continued staring out the window, patiently waiting to leave. I was usually quiet and didn't really have any friends. I was very anti-social.
The train soon started and the horde of parents wanting last good byes and what not rushed up to the train. It was like something that they rehearsed. I had asked my wizard parent-my dad- not to wait for me so he had already left. I was a half blood. My dad was a wizard and my mom was a Muggle, so I got the best of both worlds.
The train left platform nine and three quarters and I opened my book. The sound of voices grew closer and I waited. Hopefully, they were going to walk right past my compartment. Just because I said I was good at blocking people doesn't mean I technically like it when people invaded
The door slid open and laughter filled the compartment.
Or not, I looked up to see a group of boys. One of those boys was Cedric Diggory. Cedric was very annoying, cocky and seemed unable to leave me alone. He always found a way to talk to me
"Oh, sorry, we didn't know that anyone was sitting here." Cedric said.
"It's okay, you can sit here. You won't bother me," I said. Get lost! I don't want you here, My mind rebelled. Shut up, I thought as they shuffled in. They immediately started up a conversation. I ignored them though, my mind focused on my book. Aside from the boy's chattering in the background, it was rather peaceful. I could feel someone watching me and looked up for only a second. My eyes met Cedric's and I looked down.
"So immature," I whispered under my breath, rolling my eyes. Cedric was incredibly cute. A lot of the girls in Hufflepuff swooned over him. A lot of the girls in general swooned over him. I wouldn't call me one of them, though. I thought he was just a cocky show off that loved attention. He was still staring at me. I rolled my eyes again. Ironically, at the beginning of every year, Cedric Diggory stared at me.
"Y'know, we're heading on to year seven," I said, as I turned the page in my book.
"What do you mean?" He asked. I could hear the smirk on his face.
"At the beginning of every year you stare at me like something that's not human," I continued, putting the book down.
"I can't help it," he admitted. "You're just so…so…" He struggled to find the right word. I raised my eyebrows, waiting. "Fascinating," he said finally. As if I haven't heard that one before, I thought.
"Well, you might as well take a picture, seeing as it's our last year of school." I said, leaning back into the seat. "And it'll last longer," I added before picking my book up and continuing with reading. He was still staring at me though. "You're still staring, y'know." I said, my eyes scanning the page.
"Is that a crime?" He asked.
"No, but it is rather annoying." I admitted.
"I thought you said that we wouldn't be bothering you," he said.
"Well, now you're doing it on purpose." I said, closing my book and putting it beside me. He only laughed. "It's not funny," I said, glaring daggers at him.
"You're right, I'm sorry." He said. I rolled my eyes at him.
"You're so annoying," I said, folding my arms across my chest and staring out the window again. Cedric joined the conversation with his friends. I stared at the fast passing landscape, slowly getting more and more tired. Soon, I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore and they closed. I slipped into unconsciousness, letting whatever dreams may come enter my mind.
A Few Hours Later:
"Chloe," a voice said in my ear. I groaned and shifted my position. "Chloe," the voice said again. Someone started to shake me.
"Go away," I said as I turned over. Something hit the floor as my legs swung around to face the back of the seat. I groaned but did not make a move to pick up whatever it was that fell.
"Chloe, we're almost there. You have to change into your robes." I slowly registered the voice as Cedric's.
"I'm not changing in front of you," I said.
"Okay, we'll give you some space to get changed." He said. Oh yeah, I forgot his posse was here to. I heard feet shuffling and the compartment door opening and closing. I opened my eyes to see if they had all left. I was expecting to see Cedric standing over me, showing off his cocky grin. But he wasn't. The compartment was completely empty except for me. I sighed. Might as well just change, don't have anything better to do, I thought. I got up, noticing it was my book that fell. I picked it up and put it on the seat before reaching for my trunk in the baggage holder near the ceiling. I opened it and grabbed my robes. I always put them on top for this purpose. I put the book in their place and shut the trunk before changing.
I was just taking my hair out of the robe when there was a knock on the door.
"Are you done yet?" Cedric asked. I rolled my eyes.
"Yes, I'm done." I answered, sitting back down. I started staring out the window again, waiting to arrive at Hogwarts.
At Hogwarts:
I sat in the great hall, at the far end of the Hufflepuff table, away from Cedric. I was getting really annoyed with him. He wouldn't leave me alone! He followed me off the train and got into the same carriage I was in! And of course, his little buddies followed him everywhere like he was a god or something. It was pitiful.
There were whispered conversations around me about the flying horses and the carriage and the big ship that came up from under water that had arrived only a few minutes after we had while the sorting was taking place. Personally, I could care less. There was always something going on at this school-especially since Harry Potter arrived-why should this be new and exciting? I can understand why the first, second and possibly third years would be talking about it, but the older students should be used to it by now. I shook the thought off and watched the sorting, curious about whom the new Hufflepuffs would be, or rather future Cedric worshippers.
Well, there's chapter 1. I hope you liked it. Chapter 2 is ready but I'm not putting it up until there is one or more review so R&R. No flames please.