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Previously

I quickly head up to the girls dormitory, look around one last time, and depart, saying goodbye for the next two years.

How am I going to survive?

Current Chapter

After my final goodbyes to everyone, except Draco because he just walked right passed me when we arrived at platform 9 3/4, I headed towards the wall separating the magic and muggle worlds.

I take a deep breath and walk through brick. I quickly move out of the way before more people file out and walk toward the front. I don't want to miss the plane that will take me back to the dreary, rainy, cold town of Forks. Forks doesn't have its own Airport so I'll have to drive a car either Bella or father drop off.

-Time Skip to Airport-

When the cab drops me off at the airport, I quickly pay and rush towards the doors. The plane will board in only a half an hour.

After going through the checking areas, I walk over to the boarding section and take a seat. Only took me ten minutes. Guess I've got 20 minutes to waste. I take out my phone and start playing candy crush.

"Can I sit here?" A husky voice asked. I was about to reply with a firm 'no' until I looked up to see the smiling face of none other then Cedric Diggory. (Cedric didn't die) I've known Cedric from a far. He was always popular, and I was... well me.

"Sure." I say, hiding my enthusiasm like a professional. I've always had to hide most of my emotions. Being a Slytherin your not meant to show weakness, but sometimes I slip up. Like with Draco this morning.

"Your Quinn right?" He asks, after carefully setting himself in the seat beside me. "A Slytherin." He continues, as if I were one of his closest friends.

"Born and raised." I replied, shutting off my phone and shoving it in my pocket. "And your Mr. Diggory, Hufflepuff's star student." I say, holding back the eye role that threatened to make itself known.

"I guess you could say that," he returned, "and you seem to be quite the Slytherin star yourself." he said, chuckling lightly. I look at him in disbelieve. I'm not very known in Slytherin, sure I come from a pretty prominent blood line, but other than that there really isn't much else.

"I'm not that great." I say, dryly. This guy must be all about the charm. Typical.

"Are you kidding? Your top of the school in academics and we're only in our sixth year. Your the one people are calling 'The Slytherin Mystery'." Wow. Now people are just talking about me behind my back. Whoever started this is going to wish they'd never been born. I was so lost in thought, I didn't realize he was still talking until he said, "And not to mention almost every boy in the school has a crush on you." He finished.

My head snapped to the side, "Wait what?" I hissed, anger broiling inside me. "No one would even think of that." I almost feel like this boy was trying to make me feel bad for having not one boy like me in any romantic way.

"I'm serious." He replied, smirking, "I've got at least 23 friends that have admitted to liking you, and way more that wouldn't admit it."

I didn't have a chance to argue because they opened the gates and Cedric was up and there before I even had time to stand. I grab my things and head through the narrow passageway, leading to the plane. Anyone who knows me well, knows how much I hate planes.

I found out I was sitting next to some perverted middle aged man, who would most likely do anything to get laid and I was in the very back of the plane. Instead of listening to this guy, list off names of people he's done and ditched, I close my eyes, lean against the planes interior, and let myself drift off into merciful sleep.

This is going to be one LONG winter.