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Intro: Hey! Welcome to my little area of and enjoy reading my newly written Fan fiction. I know this is a bit faulty and is a mix between movie and book but i've tried my best to center the fanfiction around Cedric&Fleur. I will be pairing them off in the end but I cannot disknowledge the fact that Cedric still liked cho so you'll have to deal with my soap opera like writing .

All right, sit back and pull up a chair as the dinning room proudly presents...

.:Chapter one:.

"I'll be waiting for you... if you come here, you'll find me...I
promise" -FF VIII

Many of the students made noises of amazement as the horse-flown carriage passed them from their perches atop of the stone bridge. Embroidered with golden vines that led into sapphire roses, the carriage was one of the utmost beauties and, by far, more interesting than the dull everyday Hogwarts activity around them. Most peculiarly to anyone would be the means of how it traveled, off of the ground of course while drawn by six white Pegasus. The game keeper, a burly man by the name of Hagrid, was waving two fans as though he were a landing man for a plane, looking quite odd. Near by hitting Hagrid, the carriage descended with a loud whoosh as he jumped out of the way.

Cedric watched from his spot by Cho, his arm around her shoulders in a gesture that only a boyfriend would make. Deep brisk fall weather had enfolded upon them over the course of the schools beginning. Not many of the people were paying attention to them, or anything else aside from the massive vessel in which Hogwart's guests seemed to have arisen from.

"Amazing!" Cho breathed at the magnificent white glow that the horses seemed to emit. Cedric couldn't find words, his mind calculating on why these guests were coming. Had he missed something? Or was this just unexpected to the headmaster as it was to the awestruck students? Dumbledore had been reluctant to mention the arrival of guests, then again with Dumbledore everything was a mystery.

Another set of ahs and Ooos arose as a lofty sail poked out of the black surface of the lake just to the right of the carriage. Cedric's head turned with the rest of the crowd as an enormous brown ship arose out of the water, sending water flying up a little and bobbing as it appeared from underneath the surface to steady itself. The ship bore a red bannered flag with some logo that Cedric could not read, though he presumed it was that of another school. Squinting, he struggled to read the letters on the banner, giving up a little while after.

By now many of the students had crowded the landings and were waiting for something else to happen and, in a sense, it did. Professor Flitwick ushered the students to the great hall, waving his hands enthusiastically as he struggled to be seen above the crowd. The students seemed to be too enthused about all the happenings and didn't pay any attention to the small man. Realizing that this too was his duty, Cedric snapped out of the haze he had been.

"Come on everybody, to the great hall!" he spoke above the crowd, letting go of Cho to usher several third years who giggled girlishly at Cedric as he spoke. Cho laughed at his side, used to him getting attention from most of the ladies. It wasn't at all bugging Cho to know that someone else thought her boyfriend was attractive; "you lot, stop talking and start walking!" he spoke to the same spot of girls who had lingered to point at him and giggle. Cedric grinned at Cho. Being a prefect had its ups in the sense that you could get a better analysis of things before everyone else knew. Cedric was no gossip but still, it felt good to know that you were in control.

His eyes fell to the grounds were the horse-drawn carriage had landed. Several lighter haired students dressed in stunning pale blue robes had arisen out of the carriage, looking over Hogwarts with bright smiles. Cedric's heart jolted as his gaze landed on a rather attractive blonde standing next to what he presumed to be the headmistress. He could barely see her from here but from what he could make out, she looked to possess untold beauty. Cho's hand tugging on his arm called him back to his current situation.

"Er, Cedric? Everybody's gone inside; I think we can follow them now." Cedric grinned with an apology, his thoughts had slipped away from the future and to the girl that had walked so gracefully out of the carriage…who was she? Reluctantly, he followed Cho to the end of the bridge that led into the great hall. A feeling deep down in his gut told him that more than just one of Dumbledore's rambling speeches awaited them.

A soft breeze ushered into the hallways as they walked, Cedric was well aware of Cho's voice talking and making statements that he wasn't paying attention to. Feeling a little guilty, Cedric pushed away all other thoughts and paid better attention to the beautiful black haired girl that was his own.

"And I don't know if I can take another one of Snape's potion lessons," she had been saying, the Irish accent was more noticeable when Cho spoke her t's, which didn't seem to come out too often. The black robes that he wore kept out the chill breezes that were now sweeping in after them from the long hallway leading to the courtyard. Their footfalls echoed on the empty corridors as they followed the hallways to the great hall.

"Snape's potion lessons have never been pleasant, but I like to think that there are only two more years left of it until I'm free." Cedric grinned as Cho giggled at his remark as a girlfriend would. All thoughts of anything else had disappeared at this point; Cho's smiling face seemed to be the only thing on his mind now. A flash of red caught his eyes as a Gryffindor student walked by, none other than the famous Harry potter, a fourth year. Cedric and Harry had never really spoken much despite their status and how often they've run into each other. It was nothing personal but more like the very visible gap between the very un-famous Hufflepuff house and the well known Gryffindor house.

Cedric had just met Harry at the world cup when they had walked to the portkey, his father hadn't helped pleasant conversation along by boasting about his abilities the whole way there…he had been sorely soured by his father's attempts to make him better than Harry potter. For his father had frequently brought up the Quidditch match that Hufflepuff had won, Cedric being the seeker, and pointed out that Cedric could tell his kids he had beat Harry potter. It seemed that the fact that Harry had fallen off his broom meant nothing to the older man. It wasn't like they were competing for a medal; Cedric hadn't apologized for his father's actions due to the disruption by the death eaters since. A small jolt of guilt crawled in his gut.

"Well I suppose on the bright side, every other subject will look five times less horrible!" Cho laughed as she spoke. She too must've spotted Harry because she gave him a small hello as they passed. Flashing a quick wave at Harry, Cedric grabbed Cho's hand and they entered the great hall still laughing.

It didn't take them long to settle down, everybody was booming with curiosity over the newly arrived students and could barely wait for something to be said about them. Cedric had parted ways with Cho to go sit with his fellow Hufflepuff students, laughing and joking as he always did. He felt bad leaving Cho to sit at her own table but it wasn't like he, as a prefect, could sit with a different table. Besides he was sure that the event wouldn't last long and that he could go sit with her after Dumbledore had made his speech not too mention she was deep in giggling talk with her own friends now. From her spot a few tables away, Cho winked at him and Cedric grinned back. Dumbledore's majestic voice filled the halls and the students quieted immediately.

"This year Hogwarts has been chosen to host a legendary event. The Tri-Wizard tournament," there was a bunch of excited mumbles and whispers from the students, though they were quieted once they saw that Dumbledore had stopped talking, "now for those of you who do not know, the tri-wizard tournament brings together three schools for a series of magical contests. From each school a single contestant is selected to compete," Cedric focused a glance at Cho who was looking at him with a smile of unwavering confidence.

"Now let me be clear, if chosen you stand alone. And trust me when I say these contests are not for the faint hearted, but more of that later. For now please join me in welcoming the lovely ladies of the Beauxbatons Academy of magic and their headmistress Madam Maxime!" He spread his arms wide and the doors to the great hall slid open again, displaying the blue satin-robed Beauxbaton students. Most of them had their hair in beautiful curls, mostly blondes. Cedric could tell that the school was located in France; just the way they looked and dressed suggested a French heritage.

They walked like they were one, with strategic pride and paused a ways to stretch out their arms in a feminine like way, causing the men to gape at their beauty. Cedric could tell they were putting on a show, probably due to the fact of the rivalries between the two schools. He glanced at Cho with his eyebrow raised in what looked a mocked face of 'oh please' as the Beauxbaton students moved into another one of the arm gestures.

Unexpectedly they began a graceful run to the front of the great hall, parting this way and that so that they would face the school in a line. Blue butterflies fluttered from the group, leaving trails of blue sparkles in their wake. He estimated that there were about twenty Beauxbaton students and looked them over to see if he recognized any of them. The headmistress, taking up the rear, was bigger than any woman he had ever seen. She walked gracefully as her students and was dressed in a deep red dress that suggested a great sense of style. Many people were commenting to each other about the rather lofty woman but Cedric's gaze was back to the front.

A lone student twirled into her place at the center, landing in her set spot with an alluring smile as she bowed. Everyone was looking at her, their thoughts about the considerably tall woman gone as they beheld this new beauty. Cedric was enchanted. There was a pause as she smiled at her headmistress, still deep in bow, then her eyes, the most delicate liquid blue, turned to Cedric's, holding his gaze. Her platinum white hair was so fine that it could've been as soft as the silk of her dress; with skin like a porcelain doll she looked magnificent. A chill ran up his spine.

It was the blond haired girl from before.

.:End:.

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Also, next chapter will be in Fleur's view point, still in third person but with a little gaze into the lovely Fleur's thoughts.

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