Chapter I don't know what:

She lounged on the stone bench which faced the quidditch pitch, lying on the hard, cold stone with a leg up reading a book. She idly twiddled with her wand with her left hand, causing it to emit silver and pink sparks causing the grass to smoke ever so slightly. She whispered the words in the textbook to herself, trying to cram whatever information it had into her mind. She tried out different spells here and there, only to succeed in a few.

She saw a pair of feet on the ground next to her. Instinctively, she immediately sat up and pointed her wand at that person's throat, thinking that he/she was Ann.

"Oh…It's you…" she said falteringly before lying back down with her leg on the bench.

"You know you shouldn't do that…You're dirtying the bench…" he said appraisingly.

He actually thinks, that I really want to befriend him? Oh please, I just did it to get him off my back, don't tell me this is backfiring… Christine thought.

"Doesn't mean I agreed to be nicer to you Diggory, doesn't mean I have to abide by school rules," she said savagely, not taking her eyes off the book

"Yeah well, budge over," he said and Christine shifted her legs allowing him a space on the bench (eyes still not off the book).

"Why aren't you at Hogsmead anyway?" she said, trying her very, very best to sound friendly.

He could obviously tell that she was making an effort by the way he raised his eyebrows, "I was on my way with my friends, but I saw you sitting, (Christine raised her eyebrows), well, lying on the bench and so I decided…"

Christine shifted uncomfortably, deciding that her plan really did backfire.

"Well, I don't want to be a hindrance to you. You can go if you want to," she said, trying very hard to focus her eyes on the text written in the book.

He kept quiet, looking in the distance and admiring the scenery. Her eyes were focused on the same spot on the page since Cedric came.

Not being able to take the suspence nor loud silence any longer, she stood up exasperatedly, saying " I'm going to the library to study," hesitating, she said "Enjoy yourself at Hogsmead," before walking away.

"Wait!"

Turning around, she saw Cedric standing up.

"Why don't you come to Hogsmead with me,"

"Uhh…Uhh….Ummm…I….I guess I'm… I'm free…" she said stuttering.

"Great!" he said brightly, pulling her off towards the entrance where students were rushing out of the castle like a stampede of rhinoceros'.

Her stomach gave a lurch. This was her first time going to Hogsmead with someone. Little did she know it was going to be with him. Pink is a nice colour.

The walk to Hogsmead was a stuffy one. Cedric made flings at trying to get her to chat with him, but she answered in monotone answers like "yes" or "no" or "I don't know". Christine folded her arms across her chest and looked extremely grumpy. After awhile, Cedric gave up.

They walked around Hogsmead without any fixed destination.

"Ooh, how quaint," Christine said, walking into a shop selling old records, radios, and gramaphones complete with those large flat round discs, without asking Cedric if he wanted to.

She pushed the door open and took a look around. Different sorts of music played around the shop, all either noisy, soothing, relaxing, hip-hop, classical, what have you.

"Feel free to try anything out young lady, don't break anything though," a kind old man (who was the shop keeper) said, "Your boyfriend doesn't seem too interested though, he can sit over there," he said, indicating to several seats.

"He's not my boyfriend," came the immediate, cliché answer.

Cedric didn't sit down, but followed her around the shop. Picking up a disc entitled "Missy Elliot", she placed it in a gramaphone and pressed the play button…

People, gangstas, and pimps and people
Smokin that deeper reefer
Up in the club wit speakers-

The loud music blared directly at Cedric, who's height permitted him to stand directly infront of the speaker.

She hit the stop button quickly and said "Oops,"

Without saying sorry, she carried on browsing the shop, playing music here and there. After examining the whole shop, they thanked the kind old man and walked out. They then proceeded to the crowded Three Broomsticks to get a drink. On settling down, they each bought a bottle of butterbeer.

"So err…Nice day isn't it?" Cedric said, determined to get some conversation going.

"Uh huh… So I heard you and Chang are going out?" she blurted.

"Well…" he said, with the tone saying I-don't-want-to-talk-about-it, but after seeing her look at him, he carried on " She wanted to start the relationship…"

"So why aren't you with her now?"

"She- well, she has her own friends, she doesn't need me all the time-" he said, only to be interrupted by…

"HEY! Cedric!" Cho chang said, appearing out of nowhere, walking towards him.

She gave him a warm hug and after several seconds, she noticed Christine sitting there…

"What is she doing with you?" she whispered to Cedric.

"Can you give us a minute? I'll catch up with you outside," he said.

"Whatever," Christine said before walking out of the shop.

After several minutes, she heard shouting coming from the shop. The door swung open and Cho Chang stormed out. Cedric followed after her, (to Christine's delight) he didn't chase after Cho Chang, but instead he turned to Christine…

"Uhh…" she said, smiling gingerly.

"Can we take a walk? I'm feeling rather stressed now," he said huffly, walking ahead of her.

What! Whoa, this is moving way too fast…she thought before catching up with him.

"Did I cause the fight?" she asked quizzically.

"Well, yes and no," he said. Looking at Christine's raised eyebrows, he went on " She's very possessive now, if you get what I mean. And when she saw you, with me, she was fuming mad, well I told her that I was free to befriend anyone I like,"

Befriend, oh gawd, he thinks of me as a friend, I wonder how he will react if I told him that I don't really wanna be his friend.

"Well, there are many many many girls out there who like you, I mean, you don't have to date her," she said, looking away.

"That's infatuation, its different from love! Besides, I have no interest in them," he said unfeelingly.

"Oh… So no girls in school are to your liking?"

"No… Well, I'm not sure. I prefer, quiet, studious people who have a purpose in life, who have a drive in them to improve themselves, not the frivolous kind," he said, looking at her.

Their eyes locked for a few seconds before Christine looked away.

Why am I feeling like this?

Well maybe its because you have feelings for him… a small voice in her head told her.

No I cant, she snapped to herself, I hate him.

Or is that how you want to feel? You love him…You love him…You love him…

"SHUT UP!" she screamed, both hands on her head.

"What?"

"Oh! Nothing…"

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Yeah sure…" she replied.

" Don't get offended or anything but…Where do you get the discipline to…do well, to get your mind off… Teenage stuff like, I don't know,"

"I guess I have a purpose in life…" she replied softly, turning away, trying to ignore Cedric's startled look and the images of her mother flashing in her mind…

THIS CHAPTER, IS DEDICATED TO MY ONE OF MY VERY VERY BESTEST GOODEST FRIEND, KIMMY! YAY! I HAVE KNOWN HER SINCE I WAS 11. AND SHE'S THE ONLY FRIEND WHO KNOWS ABOUT THIS FIC. I LOVE HER. AND HER HAMSTER WHO DIED. YES. I KNOW. (: HER HAMSTER DIED. ANYWAY TERM IS STARTED IN A WEEK PEOPLE. I WILL ONLY UPDATE TWICE OR ONCE A WEEK WHEN THE NEW YEAR STARTS. SEE YOU!