Not finished. Not sure when I'll return
A love story between Fred Weasley and another Gryffindor in his brother's year.
Cedric Diggory makes an appearance too...
~A tasteful amount of smut in later chapters~
Honestly, that's all I got so y'all sh...
The next day Harry, Hermione, Ron, and I were walking from potions to herbology when we passed a group of Slytherins wearing badges that said
"Support CEDRIC DIGORRY- the REAL hogwarts champion"
"Is this one of your boyfriend's games?" Harry asked me
"What?"
"Did Cedric do this?"
"No." I said, taken back by his accusations, "I don't think so."
"Then who made them?"
"I have no id-"
"I suppose I'll ask him myself." Harry pointed up ahead to where Cedric was talking with Jacob and Noah
"Harry, he did-" I groaned and caught up to Harry
"Diggory." Cedric looked up at the sound of his name, "Did you make these badges?" Harry asked. Cedric looked at me with a confused expression. I looked over and saw both of his friends with badges on too
"No. I didn't think you would take them seriously. I thought they were funny. But I have no idea who made them." Cedric said
"Like them, Potter?" said Malfoy loudly, we turned and looked back at the group of Slytherins "And this isn't all they do - look!"
He pressed the badge into his chest, and the message upon it vanished, to be replaced by another one, which glowed green:
"POTTER STINKS"
The Slytherins howled with laughter. Each of them pressed their badges too , until the message POTTER STINKS was shining brightly.
"Oh very funny," Hermione said sarcastically to Pansy Parkinson and her gang of Slytherin girls, who were laughing harder than anyone, "really witty."
"Want one, Granger?" said Malfoy, holding out a badge to Hermione "I've got loads. But don't touch my hand, now. I've just washed it, you see; don't want a Mudblood sliming it up."
I turned to Cedric, "How many people have them?" "A fair amount." He said sheepishly
"Well they aren't funny. Get people to stop wearing them."
"Bella,"
"I have to go to class, Ced. I'll see you later."
"See you." He said and the four of us walked away.
"I'm sorry." I said and put my arm around Harry
"It's okay. It's true. I'm not the real hogwarts champion."
"You still don't deserve being treated like that."
"It's okay, Bell. Don't worry about me."
"I always worry about you."
"I know."
"Then stop trying to convince me to not."
"You're stubborn."
"I know."
We finished our walk to herbology and Professor Sprout told us to open our books to page 57. There was a piece of parchment wedged between page 56 and 57:
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