Disclaimer: i dont not own Harry Potter or anything involving harry...sigh... life is cruel...
'italics' means thoughts.
note that although it is a Harry and Cedric pairing, they don't get together. it involves both characters in romance, but is centered around a character i created...
other than that...it's pretty straight forward...o, by the way. this takes place in the beginning ofthird year. i basically change the book, but its fanfiction, so whatever. and please don't sueme.
Chapter 1
Dark angry clouds threatened overhead. Their rumbling continued until they let the rain fall. A boy clad in black denim stared out the window, his hands holding an ipod nano and occasionally flicked a finger to change the song. His midnight black hair was long – reaching the curve of his back – and only the tips were highlighted a soft gold color. At a glance, he could have been mistaken for a girl from behind – he had a very slender swimmer frame, almost girlish. But with the lean muscles, high cheekbones, dark brown cat-like eyes and full lips, there was something about this Mary. But there was an air of confidence around the Asian boy that made him impossible to be considered a girl.
Well, physically he wasn't a girl. Emotionally, maybe. Sexual orientation…lets say that girls and him were on the same wavelength in tastes.
As the crescendo faded, the boy's head turned at the sound of the door sliding open. Peering at the two figures standing – no, making out – at the entrance, he realised that the couple hadn't notice that the compartment was occupied. Deciding to make himself known, the boy cleared his throat loudly, in hopes that it would get the couples attention.
It did.
Both of them simultaneously came apart and stared at the boy in black jeans. He stared back at them, his eyes doing the classical "feet to head." check
The girl was Asian, Chinese maybe. She was at average height with long black hair framing her face. Her robes were two sizes too small, showing off her assets and slim body. Pinned on her robe was a blue badge saying "Ravenclaw" depicting a raven spreading its wings in flight. Below was a small golden badge that proclaimed "Chang" and "Prefect."
'Perfect example to other students my ass. Unless they want everyone to start randomly snogging whenever strangers are around.' He mused.
The other boy (no, man…calling this man a boy would be almost insulting) caught his attention immediately. Muscular and gifted with a handsome face, the man was…well, handsome. His light brown windswept hair was covering his eyes, making the boy unsure if the man was looking at him or not.
"Sorry for disturbing you." The man spoke, his rich deep voice filling the compartment easily.
The boy, on the other hand, barely comprehended what the man said. All he paid attention to was the richness and deepness of the voice. The boy's eyes flickered to the badge that declared "Prefect" and the name "Diggory" underneath.
"Well, at least I know his name now." The boy muttered, not noticing his thoughts were voiced aloud – albeit, very quietly.
"What was that? Sorry, didn't catch it." The man-now-named-Diggory asked, stepping forward.
Fortunately for the boy, or unfortunately for Diggory, the train rocked forward unexpectedly. And Diggory found himself falling face first to the lap of the Asian boy.
'Vanilla.' The boy thought as he smelled the man. 'Cinnamon…oh god…yum.;
"Well, well" the boy found himself saying, "I've been in Britain for only two hours and on this train for one, and I find a cute guy in my lap. So when the day is over, I'd expect more Hogwarts students with me?" Winking at Diggory, he smirked at the fuming Asian girl who still stood at the entrance of the compartment.
Diggory raised his head and grinned, revealing a row of perfect pearly whites. The boy's heart skipped a beat before he noticed the grey eyes that were staring up at him. The boy's eyes wandered down Diggory's face: the cute nose, the tanned skins, those rose petal lips…
The boy barely noticed when Diggory stood up, his eyes still fixed on the man's lips. He barely noticed that Diggory was apologising, still watching the way those lips moved. "It's nothing." He heard himself saying.
"Well, I'm still sorry. By the way, I'm Cedric. Cedric Diggory. Uhh…who are you? I've never seen you at Hogwarts before." The man-before-named-Diggory-now-Cedric said, as he reached out his hand.
"I'm new." The boy said with a smile, looking at Cedric in the eye and taking his outstretched hand. "And my name is Andrew, Andrew Park."
-end of chapter one-
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