Authors Note: Hey guys! Sorry I haven't posted in a bit! Here is the next chapter. I tried to be all devious and give a cliff hanger- not sure if it's a good one- but there will be a direction continuation from this chapter in Chapter Seven, from where I leave off, so don't think I'm leaving you hanging! You'll just have to see what comes next! I was going to have it all in this chapter and have just one big chapter, because I had taken so long to update with a new one, but I got to lazy, and it was getting to long and to much time was passing…so yeah, here you go! I hope you enjoy it! I'd really like to know if you are, so give me some feedback! Criticism, whatever! Thanks to my one and only reviewer so far lol. I'm glad you like it! And here you go.

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Chapter Six

A Change in Pace part 1.

To Elizabeth, the day seemed to drag on longer than any other day ever had. She spent hours doing homework, and more in classes, but her mind, for once, was not on academics. She could not get her mind off Cedric. She looked as if she was floating on air, constantly having a smile on her face. As they went through their lessons, Cedric and Elizabeth would occasionally make eye contact, and smile at each other. When no one was looking, Cedric even walked past her in Charms class, and secretly ran his hand along her spine, sending shivers through her body. Once, when no one was around, Cedric and Elizabeth shared a kiss in a lonely corridor, but that was about it for the day. People were constantly surrounding Cedric, and Elizabeth had to pretend that she meant nothing to him.

It killed the both of them to do it, but until Cedric broke off anything he had with Cho, they had to keep it secret. They both did not want each other to get a bad reputation. It felt wrong to be doing what they were doing, but to Elizabeth, and Cedric as well, it felt so right. What kept the two going in the day was the thought of being alone with each other at eight thirty that night.

The day ended for Elizabeth around six that evening. She sat in the Great Hall, at the end of the Hufflepuff table, eating her dinner, thoughts running through her mind. She sat there, alone; a potions book out in front of her, but that was the last thing on her mind. The minutes kept dragging on forever. All she wanted to do was to see Cedric.

The new girl in Elizabeth was fully taking over. She now was self conscious about the way she looked, or what she wore, and her mind was never flowing over her work. She had becoming obsessed with a boy, something she never thought she would do. There was someone actually interested in her, someone that cared about her, someone that made her feel like no one else had. She actually, now, had something to look forward to at Hogwarts that did not involve a book or a wand.

Smiling to herself, she thought again, for the millionth time that day, of the kiss the two had shared in the classroom. She recounted it vividly in her mind, almost even feeling his lips on hers. She longed so badly for his lips to touch hers again…it had felt so good. Elizabeth could not have dreamed to have shared her first kiss with someone as wonderful, as handsome, as amazing as Cedric Diggory…it was a girls dream.

Glancing over at the Ravenclaw table, Elizabeth's eyes fell upon the dark haired Asian girl, chattering excitedly with a few friends. She could hear the high pitched laughter from where she sat, and it made her cringe. Elizabeth could not help but snicker to herself. Cho thought that Cedric was all hers…when in fact, Elizabeth knew that Cedric's heart belong to her, and only her.

What a horrible thing to think, Elizabeth! Elizabeth's conscience kicked herself, and it made her immediately feel bad. She knew she should not think that way…it was very rude and Elizabeth knew that those feelings were not normal for her. She should not think that way, she knew. She needed to be nice.

Yanking her mind from the fifth year girl, Elizabeth closed her Potions book and glanced at the clock. Seven o'clock. If she hurried, she could attempt to get her Potions essay done, then her Herbology homework done, just in time to meet Cedric. Hopefully she could keep her mind from running away with her.

Taking a last bite of a roll, Elizabeth stood, books in hand, and walked out of the Great Hall. She did not notice anything around her, not one person or object. She just walked out, a smile on her face, still thinking of Cedric.

She kept walking until she got into the common room. There was hardly anyone in there; everyone else was still at dinner. Walking swiftly across the carpet, she walked up the stairs to her dormitory. Opening the heavy wooden door slowly, she silently thanked Merlin that none of her roommates were there. She only talked to one of the girls, hardly ever talked to the others. The other girls were more of Cedric's followers, and acted as if they did not have the time of day to speak to someone like Elizabeth. Her mind secretly went over a vision of what Elizabeth thought would happen when the girls found that her and Cedric were involved. Laughing to herself, she shut the door and walked to her four poster bed.

Putting her books down on the heavy golden comfiture, Elizabeth walked to the mirror and took a look at her reflection. She could not help but be disappointed. Elizabeth did not find herself to be pretty. Her long brown hair hung down her back, with no volume or body; it was simple and straight. Her face was pretty, but her clothes were not. She had gotten a Hogwarts uniform a few sizes larger than she normally would have worn; it was not because she was a heavy girl-she was far from it- it was because she would rather hide behind her clothing, as she did her books. Sighing, she wished she could do something about this now.

Her mind switched to the last of her Charms lessons over the past six years she had been attending them. "Ruducto, the shrinking charm!" she said to herself. Grinning deviously, she quickly yanked off her sweater. Holding it out at arms length, she took out her wand.

"I hope this works…" she said quietly. With one last prayer, she swished her wrist gently, and muttered the incantation. "Ruducto!" she said firmly, and watched as the grey fabric withered away, shrinking. She quickly pulled her wand away, and it stopped. Curious, Elizabeth took a few moments to examine the sweater, pulling at it. It was the same, just smaller.

Grinning, Elizabeth quickly put it back on. It was a perfect fit! Spinning around towards the mirror, she glanced at her reflection again. Her face lit up; the sweater hugged her every curve, and to her surprise, made her look quite good. She grimaced, though, at her larger white button down protruding from underneath the sweater, and her long black skirt. Glancing around, she hoped that no one would walk in on her.

Quickly, Elizabeth took her sweater off, then her white shirt, and performed the same spell on it. Putting it back on, she stepped out of her skirt, and shrunk it so that it was a little shorter than her knee. Putting her clothes back on, she look at herself in the mirror. She was proud that she had finally gotten over her fear of being to revealing of her body. Now that she knew Cedric fancied her, she had no reason to hide the body she was blessed with; she now wanted to please him.

Doing one last spin in the mirror, she walked back over to her bed and grabbed her books. She was pleased with herself, and now could settle her mind back to her school work.

She walked herself out of the dormitory and descended the stairs with a few hops of glee, her smile on her face. Seeing as there was no one, still, in the common room, she did a giddy little spin and giggled at herself. Seating herself in a secluded chintz arm chair by the fire, she took out her quill, parchment, ink and book, and began scribbling away.

Time took care of itself. Students bustled in and out, making quite a lot of noise, chattering, laughing, playing games, and doing homework. Finally, as Elizabeth still did her homework around eight-thirty, they began to become quieter and lesser. Elizabeth had not been keeping track of the time when she felt two strong hands on her shoulders. This made her jump a little, until she heard a deep, soft voice in her ear.

"'Ello beautiful…" it said to her, sending shivers trickling down her spine.

A wide grin spread across her face as she turned her head to see Cedric. Her heart leapt as she looked into his deep gray eyes, seeing his grin. "Hello handsome," she replied, sneaking a quick kiss onto his full lips. He grinned and straightened up, beckoning for her to follow him.

Elizabeth stood, picking up her books. "Leave them," Cedric said, "you can get them later…" He smiled at her as she put them back down, and Elizabeth began to follow as he walked.

Once they were safely out of the Hufflepuff portrait hole, Elizabeth walked along side Cedric, her black shoes making soft thudding sounds on the stone floor. Cedric glanced at her as they walked, and did a quick double-take. Elizabeth noticed this, and smiled at him, raising a thin eyebrow. Cedric just smiled back at her.

"You look really…wow, really good today…" Cedric stammered, a goofy grin on his face. Elizabeth could not help but giggle at his comment.

"Oh?" she responded, her eyebrow still rose. They remained walking slowly next to each other.

Cedric nodded his head, and sneaked the opportunity to grab hold of her hand gently, holding it in his. This made Elizabeth smile and relax a bit. "I mean…you do look a little different…not that you never looked good-you always look good to me, you know, but…there's just something…different about you? Bloody hell I'm digging myself deep, aren't I?"

Elizabeth was laughing at his attempt to compliment her and not insult her. She knew exactly what he was talking about, but was not about to admit her secret. She just laughed and shook her head. "I know what you are talking about, Cedric, no need to keep explaining."

Cedric laughed and nodded, taking her advice. They walked in silence for a few moments as the walked up a few flights of stairs. Finally, Elizabeth broke the silence.

"Where are we going?" she asked, looking innocently up at Cedric. He glanced down at her with a sly grin.

"You'll see…"

Elizabeth laughed shortly. "Where are you taking me!" she asked, playfully pretending she was concerned. Cedric shook his head and led her up another flight of stairs, to the seventh floor. Glancing around, Elizabeth began to get antsy.

"Where are we going?" she whined playfully. Cedric shot her a look, just as they stopped in front of large, elaborate door. Cedric dropped Elizabeth's hand, and then stepped away from her.

"Stay here a second…" he said, before he began to pace back and forth in front of the door, apparently concentrating hard on something. Elizabeth watched him suspiciously, highly confused.

"Cedric, what are you…" but she was not able to continue talking. After about the third or forth time walking past the door, Cedric opened it, and to Elizabeth's shock, there was a large room she had never seen before. It was a fairly dark room, filled with comfortable looking chairs and couches, all covered in red fabric, and topped with red pillows. There was a bed, a large one, in the center of the room. Elizabeth turned back to Cedric, only to find that his face had turned bright red.

"Umm...wow, there wasn't supposed to be a bed..I'm not expecting anything to..Well, erm, you know...happen..." he stammered. Elizabeth was not angry at this. She only began to laugh. Her face had turned a slight shade of pink, but she was laughing. Cedric stared at her, smiling only hilly at her, a sheepish look on his face.

"What is this place!" Elizabeth asked when she had finally regained some sort of composure.

"It's called the Room of Requirement." When Elizabeth gave him a dumbstruck look, he continued. "I've known about it since my third year. The Weasley twins told me about it. The have used it for quite worse things, I'm sure." When Elizabeth still looked confused, Cedric shared a warm smile with her, and kept speaking. "It's a room that appears to the seeker, showing up as a room they really need, having anything they would need inside of it. See, I thought about what we would need, and it showed up. Really, I was only thinking a nice comfortable place to sit and talk, I guess a little...romantic..." Cedric uttered the last word slowly, and quietly, but Elizabeth knew what he said. She smiled at his embarrassment and let out a little giggle. "I guess it over exaggerated a bit, with the bed and all..." His cheeks were still a rosy shade of crimson, and Elizabeth felt a little bad for him. She giggled and took his hand, squeezing it in hers.

"It's alright, Cedric. Calm down. I don't think you think that you are going to get some... Because you're not." She added quickly, a smirk on her face. Cedric only laughed.

"Come on," he said, pulling her into the room.