When I woke up in the morning, it was still dark outside. I threw my covers aside and got up silently, took my bag of toiletries and walked up to the bathrooms.

Still half asleep, I stepped into one of the showers, turned it on and closed my eyes when the hot water hit my body. I didn't get much sleep last night. I had tried my very best to relax and think of nothing at all, but every time I got close to slumber, Cedric's would face pop into my head. It was madness. I hardly knew this guy and he kept me from sleep. But somehow, there was something special about him. 'It's his aura', my grandmother would've said, she was one for fortunetelling and stuff.

I got out of the shower and dressed, underwear, black tights, a black skirt, a white blouse and my striped tie. I dried my hair and put it into a bun, letting my bangs fall into my eyes.

I brushed my teeth and put some mascara on, after that I went back to the dorms.

"Good morning", Blair said when I passed her bed.

"Morning", I mumbled and headed to the stairs.

"Where do you think you're going? It's only 06.15. Breakfast doesn't start for an hour."

"I'll go out for a walk by the lake", I answered, putting my trench coat on.

"Hmkay, see you at breakfast".

"Sure.", I yelled, making my way down to the portrait, stepping out and hurrying down the big staircase. I needed some fresh air. Once I was outside, I decided to sit in Blair's and my favorite spot down by the lake, where we often spend our afternoons and weekends in the summertime. I hummed while I walked through the grass and quickly reached the spot under the tree. I sat down and leaned back, closing my eyes and breathing deep breaths-I loved the smell of a summer's morning.

"Hello there." I opened my eyes in shock. Someone laughed.

"I'm sorry I startled you. Good morning, Sophie", the boy with the bronze hair and warm brown eyes said, sitting down next to me.

"What are you doing out here? It's still quite early."

"I couldn't sleep", I admitted, blushing.

He smirked. "Nightmares? ", he guessed.

"Not really..." "So, good dreams then?" Very so.

"No, I guess I was just kind of... nervous. I mean, with classes starting today and so on..." What a poor liar I am.

"Same here." he said. There was an awkward silence. I cleared my throat.

"So. You're captain of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, aren't you?" "Yes, I'm a seeker", he said. "And you?", he looked me in the eyes.

"I am a chaser", I said. "Well, that fits." He laughed. "Since when do you play?" I asked. "Forever." He laughed.

"I guess I played for the first time when I was like 4 or 5 years old. My dad taught me how to fly. I love flying. It makes me feel free." When he said that, a look of excitement, passion appeared on his face, a smile crossed his lips.

"How very poetic. What about you?" he asked. "I started three years ago, I don't know why. Flying fascinated me. I never did it before I got here."

"Really?" he stared at me with wide eyes.

"My mom's a muggle", I said "We live in a little periphery of London, and all of my neighbours are muggles. My dad's a wizard, but still, I guess it would be a little weird if I flew around on my broom there. Would attract notice, that's why my dad never taught me. But he was very proud when I got in the team."

"Wow, that's really fascinating. You grew up with non- magic people? That must've been so cool. I always wonder how they manage to do all the stuff without magic. Is your father the only magician in the family?"

"No, there's my dad's parents, they're both magicians. Their ancestors were wizards and witches as well and so on. But my mom's family is all non-magical." "Do they..know about you and your dad?"

"Yes, but not all of them. My mom's parents do know, as do her sister and brother. She first told them when I showed magic abilities. My father was able to control it, but I wasn't. It would've been too hard to hide."

"I see" he said. We chattered a little more, he wanted me to explain the weirdest things: "How do dishwashers work?" "What do they need vacuum cleaners for?", but still, it was very nice talking to him. He walked me to the castle, into the Great Hall to the Gryffindor table, hugged me goodbye, and with a smile, he descended to the Hufflepuff table.

Blair, who had obviously noticed us entering the Hall together, looked at me with wide eyes.

"OH. MY. GOD. You had a date with Cedric Diggory and DID NOT tell me?"

"Blair, it wasn't a date. I met him when I sat by the lake. We talked a little and got back to the castle. That's all."

"Oh no no no, missy. Don't start the 'That's all' –thing again."

"But Blair, it's the truth. We talked about Quidditch and our families and that's all."

"Huh. In that case." She shrugged and continued eating. After we were both finished, Professor McGonagall handed us our schedules and I ran off to my first double potions.

It was horrible as always. Snape belittled the Gryffindor student's talent for potions and took 40 pounds from Gryffindor when poor Neville accidentally slipped and threw his cauldron to the floor. After 120 long minutes he dismissed the class and I went to the Great Hall for lunch. I threw my books on the table and hacked my piece of roast lamb to pieces. Blair and Rob sat down across from me.

"Snape?", Rob guessed. I hacked harder.

"Thought so." He muttered.

"S., why didn't you take ancient runes? I knew you would've been good at it."

"Hate it.", I answered and threw my fork onto my now empty plate.

"Wow, don't let that stupid bat take you down. I've got free period now. What about you?"

"Transfiguration. But after that I'm free."

"Soph, we have Quidditch practice this afternoon.", Lori said.

"Oh. Ok. So I'm not free. Sorry Blair."

"No problem. Rob and I have homework to do. So see you at dinner?"

"Yupp, see you." I got up, kissed her cheek and went to the Transfiguration classroom. Transfiguration was fun, I thought it was easy. So I had at least something to enjoy that day.

After McGonagoll dismissed the class, I hurried up to my dorm room to change into my Quidditch clothes, grabbed my broom and hurried to the pitch with Anna.

But when we arrived, someone was already there. It seemed as if there were some Hufflepuffs on the field as well. My heart skipped a beat. Cedric. And I was right. Someone had changed the practice-schedule and so the Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs annulled the training for the same afternoon, but that wasn't much of a problem, we did some warm up and after that, we started an exhibition match. It was a lot of fun, but I could hardly keep my head in the game since I knew he was on the pitch, his messy hair ruffled by the wind. I shook my head and tried to concentrate, and did actually score a few goals. The Gryffindors who came to watch our game, were cheering and applauding and I smiled.

Another 20 minutes later, the game was over. Cedric had caught the snitch and everyone (even if the Hufflepuffs won with 60 points ahead) was in a good mood. I had just landed when I felt a warm hand on my back.

"You were awesome", Cedric said, smiling at me. And so help me god, he looked incredibly sexy with his hair all messy, sweat running down his forehead [I never had a thing for sweaty guys..but Sophie likes it] and his shirt gluing to his body.

"Thanks", I said, blushing.

"You weren't so bad yourself".

"Ced, let's get going. We don't want to miss dinner."

" 'Kay guys, I'll be right there.", he answered and gave me a beautiful smile.

"I'm sorry, Sophie, I have to go. We have to do this again, it was so much fun."

"We sure do. See you, Cedric."

"Yep, see you around", and with a twinkle of his eye, he disappeared. A wave of disappointment washed over me. I went to the Gryffindor's dressing room and changed quickly.

In the Great Hall, Blair was already waiting for me

"Hey hun, how was Quidditch practice?"

"Fun," I mumbled.

"Oh. Hm. Did Oliver think of new cruel training methods during the summer?".

"Nope. We played against the Hufflepuffs."

"Oh.", she said. "Oh, 'Hufflepuffs' including some handsome 6th year student named Cedric Diggory?"

"Hm."

"Did you guys talk again ?"

"Only a little after the match was over and it was all just on an amicable basis."

I couldn't hide the hint of disappointment in my voice.

"Oh sweetheart,", Blair said and put her fork, holding a piece of meat, down.

"I knew it. Do you want to talk?"

I nodded my head yes, and she got up and left the Hall with me. We sat down in front of a classroom and she took my hand.

"Sophie, you like him a lot, right?" I nodded.

"You are in love with him, right?"

I didn't answer immediately. How could I know whether I was in love with someone who I technically knew for only 24 hours?

"I don't know", I whispered.

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2nd chapter.

Sorry that I didn't update for so long, I was busy with school, but I passed the arts-exam,WOHOOOO!

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