This is going to be a short chapter. Cause I want a short chapter. Review me, be kind. I am a soft.

"Come on Harry! You gotta do better than that!" She heard Cedric Diggory call out from a distance. She groaned as she got up from the floor. Needless to say Harry Potter was not having a particularly good time.

She brushed her the dust off her pants and called out "Says the 17 year old with more practice!" She held her wand hand up to signal to him for a break and walked towards the middle of the room. They had been practicing for a hour at least.

"My hip." She said as soon came together. Cedric rolled his eyes.

" Your hip? You're barely 14, how can your hip hurt?"

She glared at him. "Alright, let's take a break." They walked to the corner of the unused classroom Professor McGonagall had allowed them to use.

Harry groaned as they sat down. "I hate this. All of it. I'm might die Cedric, I ain't jokin' either." She laid down on her back, and put her hands behind her head.

"I don't think you are going to die." Cedric said quietly.

She looked over at him. " I just think you are unlucky."

He thought about this for a moment and then added, " And lucky at the same time."

Harry scoffed, "What the fuck are you going on about Ced?"

"I mean, yes, bad things happen to you, but good things happen too. These things seem to have timing to them. Like, the time you won the Quidditch Cup by a mouth full-" He chuckled, "- but Lockheart made your bones rubber."

Harry looked back up at the ceiling. While what he said was true, she felt that it was very uneven. Even if she took good with the bad and vice versa, there will still be a vicious and destructive circle.

She sighed, " Perhaps you're right. But still, there are people out to get me and this is not regular teen angst Cedric. This is advanced teen angst."

Cedric smirked at her. "Besides-" She said as she began to sit up and turn round to the boy . "This is real. With real people and life and death decisions."

After a moment she stood up and extended a hand. " Lets call it a day, ced. I'm bushed and I kinda wanna take a nap now." Cedric grinned at her, grabbed her hand and stood up. The made their way to the door, and parted ways, both weary and anxious of the days before them.