Disclaimer- Don't own, don't sue.

A/N Takes place after GoF, but it's mostly flashbacks to GoF. This is my first romance fic, I'll try not to make it suck 'cause I like this plot. Just so's you know, Cedric is 17 but is in his sixth year. Why? Because his birthday is October 18th ('cause I can do that, JK never said anything about when his birthday was.), so he was nearly 12 when he got his Hogwarts latter. Just like Hermione Granger. Oh, and Seven is Girl!Harry. Hope you like! Now on with the story!

"Talking"

'Thoughts'

'Thoughts in flashback'

Flashback

Writing

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Seven Potter, The-Girl-Who-Lived, the girl that could do no wrong, the perfect savior for the wizarding world, the one with the supposed "Saving people thing" and the girlfriend of the late Cedric Diggory was going over the past year's events in her head.

Seven was walking down the corridor, books held tightly to her chest trying to ignore the Potter stinks that was flashing at her everywhere she looked.

Seven liked to think herself a tough girl, as did everybody else, but if she saw one more Potter stinks she didn't know what she'd do.

Then, it happened…

Being preoccupied by looking straight ahead, Seven didn't see the foot come out of nowhere.

She fell, hard, her books coming to a stop ten feet in front of her.

Seven got up and walked over to her books, trying to ignore the laughing, along with the buttons.

She couldn't hold it in anymore. A tear fell down her cheek, then another, and another.

Seven knelt down by her books and started to collect them into her arms. Just as she was about to grab her notebook, someone handed it to her.

She looked up to see the concerned face of Cedric Diggory looking back at her tear-stained one.

"You okay?" He asked quietly as Seven gave him a shaky smile.

"I-I've been better." Seven's voice was just as shaky as her smile.

Cedric, getting tired of all the laughing and pointing, yelled,

"Bugger off, the lot of you." Everyone just stared at him before leaving the corridor and going to class. Speaking of which, Seven was going to be late for Potions.

She sighed.

"I'm late for Potions." She stated, looking down at her notebook, running her fingers over the cover.

"Well, this is my free period; you could skive off it and hang out with me?" Cedric offered.

"I'm sure you have someone better to spend your free time with than me." Seven said as she picked up her last book and stood up.

Cedric stood too.

"No, I don't." He stated. Seeing that Seven was about to protest, Cedric said.

"Plus, I doubt you'd want to see Snape when you're ten minutes late for his class. I did once. It wasn't pretty." Seven gave him a small smile for his efforts.

"Okay." She told him, making him smile in return.

They started walking down the corridor, when they took another few steps; Seven dropped her notebook.

Cedric picked it up and took Seven's other books from her.

"You don't have t-" Cedric cut Seven off.

"I know; I want to." Cedric said, giving her yet another smile.

After a few minutes of silence, Seven asked,

"Why are you so nice to me, my best friends don't even believe that I didn't enter, and yet you, a competing champion, are helping me? Why?"

Cedric shrugged.

"No one deserves to be treated like you are. The other Hufflepuff's think that you 'stole my thunder', that you wanted more attention then you already had. But I don't. I know you hate the attention you get and that you'd never enter a tournament when you aren't at the age requirement or knowledge level of your competitors. And…, I think you're a good person." Cedric blushed a little at the last bit.

"Aww, stop it, you're making me blush." Seven teased.

"How about we go to the lake?" Cedric suggested, successfully changing the subject.

"Yeah, okay." Seven hooked her arm around Cedric's as they walked out of the entrance hall and out onto the grounds

"It's nice today." Cedric pointed out when they reached the lake's shore.

"Yeah, a great day for Quidditch" Seven agreed.

"You really miss it, huh?" Cedric asked as he set Seven's and his stuff on the ground underneath the tree.

"Don't you?" Seven answered.

"Yeah,"

After a few moments of looking out at the lake, Seven turned to Cedric and asked,

"Cedric?"

"Yeah?" Cedric said now looking at her.

"Why'd you enter the tournament?"

Cedric sighed.

"My dad, mostly, I wanna make him proud, you know?" He started.

Seven nodded in understanding.

"Then there are my House mates. They expected me to enter, to bring Hufflepuff some glory. Peer pressure, I guess you could call it. I never thought I'd be picked though"

"I knew you would." Seven told him. "Who would be better for Hogwarts Champion?"

"You, maybe?" Seven smiled at Cedric.

"Flattery will get you nowhere, Mr. Diggory." Seven told him while waving her finger at him.

"Well, you can't blame a guy for trying."

"I can, and I will." Seven said with a laugh in her voice.

"How do you do it?" Cedric asked her.

"Do what?"

"You're just, I don't know, happy I guess." Cedric answered lamely.

Seven sobered up immediately.

"Years of practice."

Cedric didn't say anymore on the subject.

Just then, a gust of wind came and ruffled up their clothes.

"That was sudden." Seven said as she straightened her skirt out.

Cedric saw a glimpse of something purple on Seven's side as she lifted her shirt up a little, trying to get the wrinkles out of it.

"What was that?" He asked, looking pointedly at her side.

"What was what?" She asked with wide eyes.

"Seven" Cedric said warningly.

"Cedric" Seven said in the same tone as him.

"What was it Seven?" Cedric asked, deadpanned.

Seven, knowing Cedric wouldn't let it drop, lifted her shirt up to show a large purple bruise on her left side.

"Oh God, Seven what happened?" Cedric asked as he looked at the bruise closely.

Seven gulped.

"Ron Weasley wasn't exactly happy that I had somehow 'figured out' how to enter the tournament and didn't tell him." She whispered.

"Ron Weasley did this?" Cedric asked as the bell rang, signaling the end of class. Seven nodded.

"What are you doing?" Seven asked as Cedric picked up his bag, put Seven's books in it and walked up to the castle, with Seven walking after him.

"I'm gonna give a certain red-head a piece of my mind." He answered.

"What? Cedric, no, don't. It was an accident." Seven pleaded

Cedric stopped walking and turned to her.

"Was it really an accident?"

Seven stayed silent.

"Damn it Seven!" Cedric yelled before jogging in the direction of the Potions classroom, Seven running after him.

Cedric slowed his pace down to a walk when he saw Ronald Weasley talking to some other Gryffindor boys in the corridor.

Ron's friends saw Cedric Diggory walking their way with Seven Potter (a rather good looking girl in their opinion) trying to grab his arm, looking like she was trying to talk him out of something, only to be ignored.

When they saw Cedric's eyes staring, unblinkingly at Ron, they, being the smart guys that they were, started backing away from Ron, who had his back turned to Cedric and Seven, not knowing why his friends wore scared looks.

"What's up guys?" Ron asked his friends. And, as one, Seamus Finnegan and Dean Thomas nodded in the direction on the two people walking their way, one of the people looking ready to kill.

When Cedric and Seven were about six feet away, Seven stopped walking and just watched as Cedric threw down his book bag ("My books are in there, too!" Seven said), walked right up to Ron and punched him in the nose.

"What the bloody hell was that for!" Ron yelled as he grabbed his stinging nose.

"You know what this is about, Weasley." Cedric sneered.

Ron looked at Cedric, to Seven, and back at Cedric.

"She's lying! I never touched her!" Ron yelled right before he was thrown in to the corridor wall.

"Don't lie to me, Red!" Cedric yelled at Ron. "I saw the bruise." He finished in a whisper that only he and Ron could hear.

"And what, might I ask, is going on here?"

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A/N And that was chapter 1. Chapter 2 coming soon! Like it? Hate it? Let me know!

Your oh so loving author (who still needs to update on her other fics),

Celia