Twin Power *Cedric Diggory Love Story* (EDITING)

5th Year: Cassia Potter

Hey, readers! It's Cassia Potter again, ready for fifth year...I hope.

Nicknames:
Harry does call me "baby sis", and sometimes "little sis", even though he's only 15 seconds older than me. Other times, it's just "sis".

Age:
I just recently turned fifteen and so did Harry. Our birthday is July 31st, and on the zodiac calendar, that makes us each a leo. It also means that our birthstone is a ruby. Kind of apropos, because we are proud members of Gryffindor House, and Gryffindor colors are red and gold. That and their symbol is the lion.

Personality:
As far as personality goes, I'm usually a sweet person. Okay, more like a sweet & spicy person, since I can be very feisty and sassy at times, and I have a sarcastic streak. Not to brag, but I also have a pretty good sense of humor. Maybe not as good as the Weasley Twins, but I'm up there. I'm a Gryffindor, through and through- courageous, never afraid of a challenge, willing to fight for what I believe is right, and undyingly loyal. I would take a Killing Curse for my loved ones, and that includes my amazing twin brother, Harry, whom I'm proud to call my "better half" even though he says I'm the better half.

Family:
Our parents are -- unfortunately -- deceased. They were killed by Voldemort not too long after Harry and I were born. And it's all that filthy rat Peter Pettigrew's fault! If he hadn't handed us over to Voldemort, our parents would be alive! The closest thing Harry and I have to an actual family (besides each other) is our godfather, Sirius Black. Everyone thinks he's the reason our parents are dead because he allegedly revealed our location to Voldemort, but it was actually his friend Peter Pettigrew, who is a rat Animagus and had been posing as Percy Weasley's pet rat, Scabbers, who was then passed down to Ron. Harry lives with our rotten Muggle relatives, Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon, and they absolutely despise him. I, on the other hand, live with Ted and Andromeda Tonks, and their daughter/my adoptive sister Nymphadora. She hates her full name, so I just call her "Dora".

Blood Status:
Because my mother was Muggle-born and my father was a Pureblood, that makes Harry and I Half-bloods. Although, to be honest, I could care less about blood status. That's not important to me, or to Harry.

House:
I am in Gryffindor House!

Boyfriend:
Two years ago, I started to fall in love with one of my close friends, Cedric Diggory. And little did I know that he was feeling the same way. Not too long after my third year, Cedric asked me out. We hit a rough patch in our relationship when he told me he was entering his name for the Triwizard Tournament, but we made up, like, a week later.

Friends:
Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger are my BFFs. And so is Harry. Sounds kind of weird, but Harry and I have been through thick and thin these past few years and we'll always have each other's backs.

I get along really well with my Quidditch teammates, and most of my house. My only enemies at school, I would say, are the Slytherins. Especially -- ugh! -- Malfoy! Since day 1 of our first year at Hogwarts, he has gone out of his way to make mine and Harry's lives miserable. But I usually give him a taste of his own medicine. Usually--once or twice, someone's beaten me to it *cough* Hermione and Harry *cough*.

Wand:
My wand is 11 inches long and carved out of cedar wood, with a hybrid core of phoenix tears and phoenix feathers. Ollivander had told me that my wand's hybrid core is "very rare, but powerful nonetheless."

Special Powers/Abilities:
My former DADA professor, Remus Lupin, taught Harry and I how to perform the Patronus Charm in our third year so we could better defend ourselves against Dementors. Harry's Patronus is a stag, and mine is a doe. 
In second year, during the whole Chamber of Secrets fiasco, I discovered that I have elemental magic- I have the ability to manipulate fire. And in addition to that, I am capable of Legilimency to a slight degree, in that I can sense Harry's pain or if he is in trouble, and I can also sense when enemies are nearby.

Well, I was right--things did change once school let out for the summer. I spent only 2 weeks with my adoptive family. After that, they told me that I was going to be staying with Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon at 4 Privet Drive, because it'd be safer for me there. On the positive side, I'd get to be with my brother. The downside? I would be experiencing, first-hand, how badly our aunt, uncle, and cousin treated Harry. I didn't know whether to feel excited or bummed; I kept going back and forth between the two. 
Because the Dursleys hated Harry's guts, I just assumed it wouldn't be any different with me. When Aunt Petunia saw me for the first time, her expression wasn't one of disdain, like it usually was whenever she looked at Harry. Initially, she had a nostalgic look on her face, like she was recalling a distant memory. I could've sworn I heard her mouthing "Lily" to herself. Ironic, considering she thought of Mum as a freak due to her magical abilities. It wasn't until Uncle Vernon prompted her to say something that Aunt Petunia snapped out of her trance. She took my arm and dragged me up the stairs and threw me into Harry's room, closing and locking the door behind her.