Okay, So, I wanted to start another series, because Bronwen is pretty much done, I just need to make the sequel multichap for it. So, Here is my next series, I am making a multichap for this one, and oneshots to fill in the blanks.

This is called, Fleur Delecor. Because names are good story titles. I should probably learn how to spell her name actually.

I did this for Ancient Runes. I think it fits it. I've always like Cedric.

I don't own!

Enjoy!

Life was fun for eleven year old Cedric Diggory. He was a first year, and the train ride was really fun, and he met Neville, who he was sure was at least a little accident prone.

And he met so many people on the train. He met Lee Jordan, the Gryffindor third year, and he was sure he saw Fluer Delecor at one point. So he was happy.

He was sure he would get into Hufflepuff, his dad was a Hufflepuff, and so was his mom. So it shouldn't have been that hard. He walked through the halls with the other students, looking around in awe. How everything was so big and unfamiliar. he started to have second thoughts on staying here. It was starting to scare him actually. The other students around him looked to be just as scared.

"Come in first years, and please wait for your name to be called." There was more, but Cedric was too busy looking around the hall in awe, once again, because he hadn't been looking at everything in awe in the first place. He noticed a few go up before him, like Fleur Delecor, who he had apparently shared a boat with. He had introduced himself, but hadn't let them introduce themselves. Rookie mistake.

"Diggory, Cedric." Oh, it's his turn now. He took a deep calming breath. He could do this, sit on the stool, get sorted into Hufflepuff, sit next to his fellow puffs. He could do this.

'I see you have this all planned out. A Ravenclaw you could make. Though, you'd fit perfectly into both Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. Decisions decisions.' Cedric was surprised. He could fit into Gryffindor? 'Sir, how would I fit into Gryffindor? I always thought of being a Puff, like my parents. And,'

'You never put a thought into other houses yes? Well, I think you would be perfect in' "Gryffindor!" The hat bellowed. Cedric was shocked. He had everything planned to be a puff, no plan of his was to be different. How could this happen?

He smiled anyways, a sudden grin that came to him without his permission. He felt happy, excited even. He hopped off the chair, gave McGonagal the hat, and made his way to the Gryffindor table.

He's gonna have to change his wardrobe to reds instead of yellows, but that's okay for him. He thinks he'll be okay in Gryffindor.

It's 408 words long. Just above the minimum word count. And I hate that this computer doesn't have spell check! Any misspelled words are because of that. I spell badly.

I will try and correct my spelling/grammar(Sp?) when I get my dad's laptop later tonight, maybe.

Mars