Title- Just Stacey
Author- 4give4get
Rated- T
Pairing- CedricxOC
Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter. And although Stacey is a character out of my imagination, I do not own her—she owns me.
Serena- Hey, ya'll! Thanks for the reviews, that's pretty cool!
CEA5410- I KNOW! (About the pool full of jell-o thing) That would be so awesome! Thanks, thanks, for the great review, YOU'RE SUPER!
t.A.T.u. Crazi- Sure, sure! Use Stacey, just be warned she sticks in your head! She has a rein of terror over me and I think she possesses me some of the time. BUT, she's a joy, and you have my full permission. If you need any help just message me, or say so in a review. Thanks for your reviewing, I WOULD BE NOTHING WITHOUT YOU!
Green Animelover- Thank you, thank you, it's always good to hear your opinion, and you make a point that it really would be Moody/Crouch, not just Moody. Almost forgot that, there! Thanks!
And I'm sorry it took so long. Long story about that…
Well, you see, I got up one morning and saw that something was wrong with this computer and it wouldn't turn on. I blamed it on my brother (heh, heh) and explained that he HAD to fix it so I could upate.
And that a-hole was all like, "Just use the other computer!" I explained to him that this WHOLE story was on the broken computer, and he shrugged. I screamed at him for about a week and a half until my dad finally got home from his business trip and forced him to fix it for me.
That bitch. If you don't have a brother, taking the time now to give thanks for it. Brothers are stupid and don't fix things for you when you tell them to.
More Girl Emotions…
I am sick. I am Stacey, and I am SICK. What do I have? Not sure, give me a minute to come up with some lethal disease…
How about BRANDED-AS-A-FREAK-FOR-THE-REST-OF-MY-NATURAL-LIFE-it is? Or MY-LIFE-IS-OVER-theria? Okay, okay, but isn't MORTIFICATION a diagnosable illness? It had better be! I have been lying under my bed for the last half of today, skipping dinner and a few classes. But do you think I care?
No, I do not care.
There is dust under here, but I'm used to it. I consider suicide. I could drown myself in the bathtub. I could take a flying leap off the Astronomy Tower. Hmmm…
What would people think when they found my broken, bleeding, oozing body on the stone walkway below? They'd probably remember the Cedric-notes and just laugh.
"Ha, what a loser!"
This would be written on my tombstone! Here lies Stacey, the biggest idiot to ever walk the Earth. When she was fifteen years old, she wrote Cedric Diggory's name all over her notes! We all remember it! Feel free to roll your tractors over this spot.
So even dying would be embarrassing. There's really no escape, is there? Maybe I can just live under this bed forever. I'll ask Bethany and Summer to bring me food and news of the outside world.
"They're still going on man-hunts for you," I imagine they would tell me, "They have pitchforks and torches and they want to find you and lynch you behind the Quiditch field."
"Stacey!" the door is flung open and I hear Naomi shout first.
Dinner must be over.
"Is she in here?" Summer must be behind her.
I see a pair of black combat boots walk around my bed, before Naomi crouches down and looks me in the eye.
"Come out from under there."
"No."
"We snuck up some food for you, sorry it took a while," she has me at the food part, and I oblige and wiggly myself free from the dusty underside of the bed.
I fall to a sit on my bed and glare back and forth between Naomi and Summer, "Well? Where's the loot? I'm starving here!"
And I am. My stomach begins growling once reminded of something other than my Cedric-notes. I hadn't eaten since lunch. Back when I still held shrouds of hope that I may get a normal chance at life after all. Oh, how things can change in the matter of a few hours.
Summer pulls a napkin out of her bag, and sets it on my lap. YESSSS. Food for the starving woman.
Inside the napkin is chicken, a slice of bread and a piece of cherry pie.
"I love you," I say, digging in, not really caring that I'm using my fingers.
"Huh, look at her," Naomi comments, "You'd think she'd never eaten before in her life."
"Uhhhhhh…" I say, finishing off the chicken, "Fast metabolism."
What? A girl's got to eat, hasn't she?
When I'm done, I wash my hands, and fall back again. Summer bites her lip.
"Naomi told me what happened," she begins.
"You mean you didn't see it yourself?" I frown.
"Well… that too, I guess. But I didn't know you took it so hard."
WHAT THE HELL? How could I NOT take it hard?
I sit up and stare straight at them, "Tell me, is the whole school talking about it?"
"Uhhh… no," Summer replies, "Not really. A few people might have mentioned it, but it's not that bad."
"But didn't everyone see it?" I press on.
"Yeah, but not everyone in the whole school knows who you are. And the Cedric-thing…" Summer takes a breath and then continues, "Well, you'd hardly be the only girl in the school who fancies him, you know."
She has a point.
But that is only about SAY…. 25 percent of a thorn out of my side. The other 75 percent is what Cho Chang would say to me. My revenge from earlier means nothing now. She has me squashed under her thumb, and the next time she sees me, she's going to taunt me until I go crazy!
And then, of course, there's Cedric. Not that he ever thought very much of me, but I'm still embarrassed about it. He isn't supposed to KNOW that I'm in love with him!
So this is possibly the worst day of my life.
And it's all Professor Moody's fault. DAMN HIM! Hey, Professor Asshole, Stacey is comin' atcha! Who spit in his bean curd, anyway? Oh well, as of today, HE HAS MADE A VERY DANGEROUS ENEMY! Just wait until I get my hands on him…
He'll turn me into a ferret, won't he?
Stacey the Ferret. Does that sound bad?
Well, maybe I can live a peaceful life as a ferret and forget my Cedric-notes ever happened.
"So," Naomi begins, "What are you going to do, Stace?"
I know. Oh, I know what I'll do.
"I'm going to kill Cho Chang."
Which is more than a little bit random. But that's okay.
.x.X.x.
Cedric can honestly say that Stacey could write his name better than he can himself. She wrote it in round cursive, and slanty, pointed writing. She is elegant with a pen. Her hearts have nice shapes also. The first half of the notes are even amusing as well.
Cedric imagines her sitting uncomfortably as she always does in class, trying to pay attention to class. But not really doing so well. The notes are short and brief, not saying enough to study very well with them.
As he walks out of Professor Moody's classroom, another thought hits him. Stacey must have killed herself over this! His fellow classmates laugh and pat his back, commenting on the notes, but he ignores them. They're so ignorant. What do any of they know about her, anyway?
None of them even know Stacey, so he feels awfully like hitting them. But then Cedric reminds himself that he hardly knows Stacey either. Does anybody? She seems to hide herself quite well.
At dinner, Cho Chang approaches him, smirking for everyone to see. She stands behind him and rests her hand on his shoulder.
"Hey, Ced. Did you see Stacey's latest big flop at life?"
He pushes her hands off of him, "Cho, stay away from me. And better yet, stay away from Stacey too."
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Cho demands. She looks dangerous. Dangerous, but beautiful, as always.
"You heard what I said," Cedric snaps back, standing up to face her.
The whole room is hushed and just stars at them.
Cho's angry, pretty brown eyes begin to well up, "My friends were all right about you! And you know what? I am SICK of you, Cedric Diggory! I hate you! You are THEE most insufferable boy I've ever had the displeasure to meet!"
She stops short as she begins openly crying, "What did I ever see in you?" she wails, and runs out of the place with her hands over her face, slamming the door behind her.
Cedric is in shock. Who knew a girl could get so… so…angry? No one is eating, but instead have their eyes fixed on him, wondering how he would react, most likely.
"What?" he demands, "Do you think I care about her?"
Cedric storms out of the room (opposite direction of Cho) deciding he's had enough girl emotions for the day.
He walks down to the lake… will he think it.?...hoping to find Stacey. He's disappointed to see only Victor Krum paddling across the middle of the dark, eerie waves. The lakeside is bare.
End Chapter.
Serena- I know, I know, short, uneventful chapter. Sorry, and please review!
