Thanks to those who reviewed and voted, I'm not sure who xXANJIXx voted for, but to me it sounded like you were voting for Fred, not really it sounded more like Harry, but Fred needs votes and so does Cedric! So the scores so far are Edward: 1, Harry: 1, Fred: 1, Cedric: 0

For some reason, I'm running away a lot I realised as the tears streamed down my face. And crying. But that's not so different from Forks. Edward had just seemed so real, after so long my instincts took in and it took everything not to just reach out and touch him and what's worse is I didn't want to cast that spell and make him go away.

With a sigh I stood up and looked up to realise I was in my room, I glanced around and saw the broom lying against my trunk. Out of curiosity I walked towards it and picked it up.

"Want to try it out?" I spun around to see Harry leaning against the doorway.

"I thought you weren't allowed in here," I said smirking.

"I'm also not a loud in moaning myrtle's bathroom, but that didn't stop me," he said his eyes twinkling.

"Alright, alright, show-off let's go try out these brooms!" I said, but couldn't help grinning.

"That's not the best idea if you want the show-offness to stop," he said.

"Show-offness isn't a word!" I pointed out, but nevertheless soon enough we were at the Quidditch pitch staring at a box full of different balls.

"So this one is the quaffle, the aim of this one is to throw it throw it through those hoops," Harry explained pointing at hoops at the end of the pitch, "And these ones are the bludgers, you really don't want to be hit by them,"

"Got it," I nodded.

"And in this compartment is a snitch, I'm not gonna free it or it will take a long time to get back, but my job as a seeker is to catch it and if I do that, the game ends and my team gets one hundred and fifty points," Harry continued, "But first let's try flying,"

"Ok," I said and we walked further into the pitch, "and how do we do that?"

"Alright in a second I will tell you to mount your broom, then you have to brace your feet on the ground and push off and then hopefully, unless you have a sore bum, you will be flying,"

"Sounds simple enough, let's try it out," I sat on my broom side-saddle style and pushed off.

"No, not like that, wait what?" said Harry as he flew up one leg either side of his broom. It was then I realised I was in the sky, I screamed and Harry laughed.

"Oh my god," I said in a rush, "Help me Harry, how do I do this?" Then I realised, it wasn't that hard. It wasn't like volley ball or any other sport it was more like a second nature. It was like walking or swimming, but it wasn't, it was flying. I started to use the air around me to steer the broom not just breath it and instead of flailing around helplessly I started gliding.

"Hey, you're doing great. Like really remarkably," said Harry amazed.

"Talking about doing great, how are you feeling about the first tournament?" I asked making an air pocket in the sky and attempting to hover in it in one spot.

"Nervous, probably not prepared enough, but I feel better with your support," he winked at me.

"Don't feel too good, you're not the only one I'm supporting," I said with a smile.

"Really, who else? Don't tell me you've secretly dated Krum?" he smirked and cowered away in horror.

"No, not surprised there, actually, it's Cedric Diggory," I said, I looked up at Harry, but his expression was confusing, I wasn't quite sure what he was thinking.

"That's cool," he said finally.

"Come on, teach me how to land!" I said gliding up to him and playfully pushing his shoulder. Harry soon showed me how to land and as I tried to jump off my broom I hit my bum.

"Ouch!" I complained.

"Yeah, that's not really how you're meant to do it," said Harry laughing and holding out his hand to pull me up; I took it he pulled me up.

"You're an unsatisfactory teacher, by the way," I said smiling.

"Hey! I got you in the air, didn't I?" He said back. We turned to see Fred almost skipping towards us with George right next to him.

"Oh good, you're here George," I said happily, "I don't think I got the chance to apologize for, you know, knocking you out," I finished awkwardly.

"Don't worry, but you can regain my friendship if you do something for me," George said mischievously.

"No! Don't do this Bella!" Harry warned only half joking.

"Alright, sorry Harry, but this friendship means a lot and I don't want to let him down," I said sarcastically.

"Bella you've just stepped into being bait in our newest prank!" said Fred as though he was announcing I had won the lottery. I groaned, but they were already leaving with instructions to meet them soon. I looked back at Harry.

"Well there's another good life gone," he said his eyes twinkling.

"I might as well write my will now," I sighed sarcastically.

"Don't go towards the light!" Harry put his hands on my shoulders and looked straight into my eyes.

"My life! My life is flashing in front of my eyes," I said and pretended to be blind, looking around madly. We then both burst out laughing using the other one to support them from falling down in laughter. I suddenly realised how close I was to him; I was nearly standing on his toes. I stopped laughing and looked down pretending to be interested in the grass at our feet. He noticed and lifted my chin.

"Are you ok?" he whispered. I nodded not trusting my voice. His penetrating emerald coloured eyes froze mine in place and I felt I couldn't look away. He took this as encouragement and slowly leaned in even though we were already practically touching. I froze not knowing what to do. Slowly he leaned in until our lips touched gently. When I didn't pull away he became more eager and kissed me deeper our lips crashing together. This was when I finally began to realise what was happening.

"No, I'm sorry. I'm not ready for this. I'm sorry if you felt I led you on," I babbled backing away until I was far enough and then I sprinted away feeling like shit.