A/N: FLUFF! I 3333 fluff. Prepare for fluff. Maybe not now, but definitely later. I was just on Robert Pattinson's site, and I'm in love right now so...fluff! (FYI: with someone other than Robert Pattinson)
Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.
-Robert Frost (1874-1963)
Blue Roses.
Chapter fourteen: So in lust with you.
Skye opened her eyes quickly too see she was lying on the floor looking up into the face of Cedric.
"Are you ok?" he breathed.
"Yeah," Skye said, sitting up and rubbing the back of her head. "I'm not sure what happened..."
"You must just be scared or something," Cedric said, sitting beside Skye and wrapping his arms around her.
Skye sighed. "That...that must be it."
"Don't forget I'll always be here."
Skye suddenly broke out into tears, resting her head on Cedric's chest.
"I can't do this!" she cried. "I can't save the world, I can't choose who will end this once and for all. This isn't fair; I don't understand. I thought You-Know-Who was dead, is there another battle we have to face? Are there greater things to come? And why am I the end-all?"
"I don't know, Skye, I really don't. All I know is whatever battles you have to face, I'll be right behind you, supporting you all the way."
"Really?"
"Really. No matter what happens, I'll make sure you never get hurt."
"Never?"
"Never ever."
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2 months later.
Cedric held on to Skye's hand tightly as they sat in the carriages that would take them back to Hogwarts for their fourth year. Skye stared straight ahead at the Thestrals that drew the carriages, smiling at the fact that she could see them when few can; one thing she had learned in Care of Magical Creatures last year. Cedric stared out the window, thinking about premature Quidditch tactics as they passed by the pitch. Skye frowned slightly as she thought of the task before her; she knew she was going to have to talk to Professor Dumbledore about what had happened in July sooner or later, and she preferred sooner before classes began to really get rolling. She had resumed a position in a regular Potions class, because of Professor Snape's 'busy schedule' and had taken Arithmancy and Care of Magical Creatures as her other two courses; she wanted to take up Amos's position when she got older.
The arrived at the school and, like the true gentleman he was, Cedric held the door open for Skye. She had chosen to wear an attractive purple dress under her robes to celebrate the arrival of the great Harry Potter. She had chosen to end her vegetarian diet, after the prophecy, so she could have enough strength when the time arrived. She had began to gain weight, and Cedric was extremely proud of her. Things had just seemed to go uphill after the prophecy had been heard, other than the fact they had that hanging over their heads like a dark cloud.
Skye stepped out of the carriage and looked up at Cedric, smiling lightly at him. He had grown an inch over the past two months, so he was now as tall as Skye. The two walked into the Great Hall, hand in hand. A few younger students stared at the couple in envy and awe, and Skye smiled, knowing they all wanted to be in her position.
They sat down beside Cedric's two best friends; Milo Redekop, a dark-haired big-mouthed fourth-year who always stood up for what he believed in and Shaun Luchetta, a mysterious boy with light brown hair and dark eyes who only opened up to Cedric and Milo. Skye had a few other friends, as well; Casey Donovan, Valencia Brown, Anne Joyce, and her best friend Chad Beckon, a smart relentless gay boy with the heart of an angel. Skye spent most of her time with either Cedric or Chad, but her heart went to Cedric. He, in the beginning, was extremely jealous of Chad when Skye and him met in second year, but when Chad tried to get friendly with Cedric...
"Ced! How's it going? You haven't written to me all Summer, I was waiting for news from you!" Milo clapped Cedric on the back, causing Cedric to choke slightly and Shaun to give a quick burst of laughter. Skye shot Milo a dirty look; she never liked him much.
"Hey Skye, looking hot."
"Fuck off, Milo," Skye spat. "How are you, Shaun?"
"Great," he said. "Couldn't be better."
Skye gave him a funny look as she tasted sarcasm in his voice, but before she could continue, Chad had taken a seat beside her and had given her a large hug followed by a bright smile.
"Hunny!" he said. "When did you start looking so fabulous, why haven't you written, what have you been doing, where have you been, how have you been, and who have you been doing?"
Skye giggled. "God, Chad, I've had such a boring summer...except for one thing, which I've been trying to write to you about but someone," Skye shoved her thumb at Cedric, "hasn't been letting me use their owl."
"Well, what's the news?"
"I can't tell you here, it's too big. I'll let you know very soon, though. You'll have to promise not to tell anyone."
"I promise!"
"How's your summer been?"
Before Chad could reply, Cedric elbowed Skye in the rib cage; Professor Dumbledore had stood to quiet everyone as the first years were to step in.
The Entrance Hall doors opened, and a file of first years stepped in, most of them looking wet and disgruntled.
"Peeves," Cedric whispered to Skye, causing her to smile at him.
The Sorting Hat was taken and placed on the school, and the hat loudly recited one of his infamous songs, which Skye wasn't paying attention to as Cedric ran his hand up and down her thigh. She smiled lopsidedly at him, then shook her head, staring down at her empty plate, frowning. The time was coming soon; she'd have to tell Cedric eventually. She sighed, and tilted her head up when the song had finished, and the sorting had commenced.
"Abbott, Hannah!"
There was a brief pause as the Hat was placed on Hannah's head, before the hat shouted "Hufflepuff!".
Skye stood up, clapping loudly as Hannah shuffled over to the table, looking nervous. Chad shifted over so she could sit next to him, and he shook her hand before they quietly talked.
"Bones, Susan."
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
Skye clapped loudly again, ushering Susan so she could sit by her; Susan sat beside Hannah and the two chatted with Chad.
First-year after nervous first-year got sorted, and about two others were placed in Hufflepuff. Skye's attention waned as the first-years began to get repetitive.
"Potter, Harry!"
"Cedric, did you hear what I heard?" Skye whispered.
"I think I did. Could it be him?"
"No way. That's impossible."
The boy was average height, very plain-looking with scraggly black hair, glasses, and the notable lightning-shaped scar on his forehead. Skye elbowed Cedric, giving him a questionable look. It couldn't be possible...this simple boy defeated the greatest Dark Arts wizard of their time? Impossible. Cedric seemed to know what she was thinking, and nodded at her in agreement.
"GRYFFINDOR!" the Hat shouted, causing the Gryffindor table to erupt in loud cheers and applause of joy to have THE Harry Potter in their house. Skye saw Fred and George, her only friends out of her house, stand up and clap Harry on the back merrily as he sat down.
"Well, that was a bit predictable," Chad said to Skye. "The Boy Who Lived ends up in the infamous Gryffindor. God, why doesn't anything interesting EVER happen to Hufflepuffs? We're people too, y'know!"
Skye laughed as the remainder of the first-years were sorted, and Professor Dumbledore stood to address the school.
"Welcome!" he began, opening his arms as if he were embracing the entire school. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank you!"
Skye saw Milo immaturely cover his mouth to prevent from laughing and shot him a dirty look. She had always idolized Dumbledore, no matter how odd he was at times. She opened her mouth in joy as food appeared in front of her, and she began to pick some out for her plate. Cedric was taking large clumps of potatoes and shoving them in his mouth as he plopped other food in a mound on his plate.
"Cedric, easy, we're not animals!" Skye said.
"Ermferr!" Cedric mumbled, sending potatoes spilling out of his mouth. Skye laughed and wiped up the excess with her napkin.
Dinner was quickly eaten up, shortly followed by a variety of puddings. Dumbledore addressed the school once again, Skye choosing to tease Cedric by running her hand up his leg and kissing his neck when no one was looking. She respected Dumbledore, but she had heard the speech far too many times; she preferred to torture Cedric, knowing he can't reach her yet.
Once he had finished, they stood up and began to head back to their dorm room. Skye was walking quickly, anxious to sit by the fire with her cat and a good book, when she walked smack into the back of a first-year.
"I'm so sorry!" she said, bending down to look at the face of her pupil. She gasped when Harry Potter turned around, a still nervous look on his face.
"It's ok!" he said quickly, jogging away to catch up with the rest of the group.
"Shows you how I get along with fame," Skye said to Cedric.
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A/N: This chapter's the start of better things; I had to introduce friends, I had to introduce Harry... things are just going to go uphill! R & R!