A/N: Ok, instead of a real note...I have a few questions. Question A: Do they have Thanksgiving in the UK? And B: if, according to Hermione, you cannot Apparate within the castle walls, how come the house elves can Apparate?

Fingers trace your every outline
Paint a picture with my hands
Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm
Change the weather still together when it ends

That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave

-Maroon 5. Song: Sunday Morning.

Blue Roses.

Chapter sixteen: The way we groove.

Skye's eyes flickered open and she found herself lying on a bed unusually comfortable compared to hers. She rolled over to see Cedric sleeping peacefully. She looked at her watch, which read '7:30'. She swung her legs over the bed and stepped off, picking up her pants from a far corner in the room, wondering how in Merlin's name they had found themselves atop a lampshade.

She then began to have blurred memories from the night before. She remembered having passionate sex with Cedric once...no, twice...pardon, three times. She wondered how on earth they fit three times into such a short period of time; though, I suppose, when neither of them have had sex for seventeen years you must make it up within a few hours.

"Where are you going?" Cedric asked groggily after he woke up.

"Arithmancy," Skye replied miserably. "After I get some breakfast. Want anything?"

"No, it's alright, I have to get up anyway."

Cedric sat up and stretched his arms, showing off his naked chest. Skye licked her lips, making Cedric laugh.

"Want another go?"

"No...no. Class is more important!"

"Liar."

"Oh, shush. We'll come back tonight."

Skye walked over to Cedric and, after a quick kiss, set off out of the room and to the Great Hall, a broad smile on her face.

Once she arrived at the Great Hall she took a seat at her table beside Chad, still grinning.

"What's with you?" he asked skeptically.

"The...what's the word...horizontal Monster Mash."

"NO WAY!" Chad said, far too loudly.

"Last night. Three times. We boogied down."

Chad laughed loudly. "Finally, you get some sense knocked into you...was he as hot as we presumed?"

"Oh, Chad, you have no idea!"

"Or do I?"

The two of them laughed joyously, knowing things couldn't get much better.

- - -

"It's today!"

"What's today?"

"The other students; Beauxbatons and Durmstrang! They arrive today! Today I can enter in the tournament!"

"Fabulous!" Skye gave Cedric a quick kiss. She knew Cedric was so hyped up about this tournament, but she had a comforting feeling he might not be the Hogwarts champion. She had a feeling it would be a Gryffindor, like it usually was. She still supported Cedric, knowing that there was an inkling of a chance he would be the chosen one.

Skye finished her hot cereal off and, with a quick goodbye kiss to Cedric, headed off for Transfiguration, where she took a seat between Casey and Valencia, two of her three female friends.

"I heard Cedric's entering the tournament," Casey said. Now, we must first establish that Casey isn't the sharpest tool in the shed, and Valencia is the rebel of sorts.

"Yeah, he is," Skye replied.

"You scared?"

"Of course she ain't," Valencia said, resting her kicker boots on the desk. "Ced's tough. He can do it. Right?"

"Well, I'm not even sure he'll be the one chosen...plus, you guys, you don't know some of the tasks the previous competitors have had to face. It's tough."

"Girls, settle down!" Professor McGonagall scolded. "Today, we will be starting a unit on human transfiguration. We will begin with basic transfiguration; human to monkey. Now, when it comes to this type of transfiguration, it is the rearranging of molecules to..."

Skye rolled her eyes and began to write a note to Cedric on a blank piece of parchment.

Dear Cedric...

She crumpled that piece up. Not a good start.

My love, Cedric...

No way, too sappy. Cedric might think she was dumping him or something.

My sexy Cedric.

Meet me tonight, 8 o' clock, in the room. Prepare for a wonderful surprise.

-Skye

She folded up the note and placed it in her bag.

After Transfiguration, Skye met up with Cedric for Herbology, where they studied Mimbulous Mimbletonia plants. After the class, before they parted ways, Skye slipped the note into Cedric's hand and, with a wink, headed off for an atrocious double Arithmancy.

- - -

Cedric and Skye stood together in the Entrance Hall, awaiting the arrival of the visitors eagerly.

"I don't see anything," Cedric said into Skye's ear, loud over the murmurs of surrounding students.

"Maybe they're afraid the future Hogwarts champion is gonna kick their butts so bad they decided not to come."

Cedric smiled down at Skye and kissed her quickly. Skye pulled out of the kiss, and pointed at the sky.

"There!" she said loudly, causing everyone to look in the general direction in which she was pointing. (A/N: if you read the book, this works quite well because it says a sixth-year points at this point, so I'm close)

There, above the trees in the Forbidden Forest, a large object was hurtling towards the Hogwarts grounds. Upon closer observation, one would see that it was, in fact, an over-sized carriage being drawn by even more over-sized white horses. Skye took in a deep breath as the magnificent animals touched their dinner-plate sized hooves onto the ground gently, causing the carriage to jostle upon impact. Before the students could become too distracted by the inhabitants of the carriage, there was another wonder.

The glassy surface of the lake began to bubble and churn as, slowly, a long black pole emitted from the top, with a man atop of it. He gestured to the water and, without warning, the bow of a ship sprang from the surface of the water, and shortly after the entire ship surfaced, bobbing on the turbulent water. The ship glided peacefully to the lakeside, where it jerked when it hit land.

By now, the students from the carriage were passing by Hogwarts students to get into the castle. They all seemed to be beautiful and graceful as they walked. In the end of the line, behind a massive woman the size of Hagrid, was the most beautiful girl Skye had ever seen. She had long, silvery hair flowing behind her, and she walked as if on air. She turned to Cedric, winking barely audibly before continuing past the group. Cedric stared at her, his jaw dropped.

"Cedric!" Skye said, punching him playfully. "I'm over here!"

"I'm so sorry, baby! She's just so..."

Cedric stared, with many other of the male students, at her backside as it swished with her movement.

"I get it," Skye said, laughing. "And I forgive you. She has to be a Veela; no question."

Cedric nodded, turning back to Skye and smiling at her. By now, the Durmstrang students, all representing wet, shaggy dogs in their layers and layers of fur, passed.

"Skye, look it's...it's Krum! It's Viktor Krum!"

There was a murmur through the crowd as the infamous Quidditch player passed, walking with his head high.

"Look at him. So arrogant."

"Don't say that, Skye, you don't even know him."

"Just watch him!"

Krum did walk with arrogance, Cedric noticed, as a fleet of girls trailed him, pulling on his coat irritatingly. Professor Sprout ushered everyone inside, and they sat at their respective tables. Once they had sat, and the other schools had sat down, Dumbledore stood to address the awaiting students.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts and, most importantly, fair guests! I have great pleasure in welcoming you all to Hogwarts. I hope and trust that your stay here will be both comfortable and enjoyable.

"The Tournament will be officially opened at the end of the feast and, until then, eat, drink and make yourselves at home!"

The dishes before them filled with fantastic foods, even some that seemed to be native to France and Bulgaria. Cedric immediately put globs of an odd-smelling stew onto his plate, shoving a spoonful in his mouth.

"Bouillabaisse!" Cedric said to Skye's shocked face, after gulping some down. "Delicious!"

Skye chose to eat her familiar foods, like her favorite liver and beans. She ate two platefuls; she had skipped lunch.

Once plates were cleaned, and most students seemed content, Professor Dumbledore stood to address the students once again.

"The moment has come!" he declared. "The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin! I would like to say a few words of explanation before we bring the casket in. These words are just to clarify the procedure which we will be following this year. First, let me introduce, Mr Bartemius Crouch, Head of the Department of International Magical Co-operation," there was scattered applause, including Cedric applauding politely. "And Mr. Ludo Bagman, Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports."

The chubby man stood and waved at the students jovially. Skye found him much more interesting looking than Mr Crouch and clapped for him.

Skye listened to the rest of Dumbledore's speech closely, realizing more and more the reality of this competition, and the dangers of it. Cedric could get truly hurt if he were put into this. She had faith in him, and his skills, but what if it wasn't enough...

"...now I think it is time for bed. Goodnight to you all!"

"Come on, Skye, I'm going to put my name in right now! Well, once everyone leaves, that is..."

Skye followed Cedric to the Goblet, where he stared at it for a moment, wonder flickering in his eyes.

"Here," Skye said, passing a spare piece of parchment and a quill to him.

"Thanks," Cedric said absently, taking the things from her. He bent down, and, placing the parchment on his knee, wrote his name and 'Hogwarts' on the paper. He then stood up and, standing on his toes to reach the Goblet atop it's pedestal, dropped the parchment in, causing it to flame.

"There! No, where's that surprise you promised me?"

"You go to the Common Room and get something comfortable on. I'll meet you in 15 minutes."

Skye ran up to the Room of Requirement, where she passed by the door three times, thinking, I want somewhere to be alone with Cedric.

The door materialized, and she found herself in a room alike to the room where they stayed the night last night, but with a few more feminine touches, including a white silk nightgown sitting atop the bed. She quickly took of her robes and other school clothes and put the nightgown on, sitting on the bed in a sexual pose. A few minutes later, she heard the door open as Cedric walked in.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey," she replied.

Cedric attempted to be calm as he walked over to the bed, never removing his gaze from Skye. When he sat down, Skye put one hand on his cheek and the other on his lower back, pulled him close to her and kissed him sensually.

Cedric stopped the kiss and looked deep into her eyes with his eyes that were full of desire, and she fulfilled his every wish.

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A/N: Uneventful. I'm so sorry! Next chapter is when things start to get the bomb, yo. I seriously promise.