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"Head over Feet": Part 4 (short part)
Dec. 8th, 2005 05:37 pmIt's a short part this time forgive me.
Disclaimer, nothing you recognize here is mine, it's a mixture from the Harry Potter movies and books. I added a small bit of dialogue from the PoA movie and Book that was just too good not to put into the fic., which the grand and glorious Jo Rowling owns. I don't own any of the Hogwarts boys, she does.
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By the time Harry woke the next morning Madame Pomfrey had already released Cedric from her care. She'd insisted on helping him get changed seeing as his arm was still sore and now in a sling to help it heal. He made his way to the Great Hall for breakfast, because he was absolutely starving, as he'd not eaten anything since breakfast the day before. He made his way to the Hufflepuff table where the rest of the Hufflepuff quidditch team were sitting together together talking about one thing or another. But as they saw him approach most of abandoned the rest of their food and left him behind. This left him confused, what had he done to get treated like this? Cedric sighed and grabbed a couple pieces of toast. "No reason to stay here if I've got no one to talk to.", he thought bitterly as he got up and started to make his way out.
But just as he turned around there was a great black owl with yellow eyes that swooped down upon him, his own owl Hector carrying. "Oh, Merlin No" A Howler, and it was already starting to smoke. The damn bird had the nerve to look amused at this, just before he dropped the Howler in front of Cedric at the table. He didn't have much time to snatch up the red envelope and open it before his fathers voice truly rang all though the Great Hall.
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Disclaimer, nothing you recognize here is mine, it's a mixture from the Harry Potter movies and books. I added a small bit of dialogue from the PoA movie and Book that was just too good not to put into the fic., which the grand and glorious Jo Rowling owns. I don't own any of the Hogwarts boys, she does.
*~*~*~*~
By the time Harry woke the next morning Madame Pomfrey had already released Cedric from her care. She'd insisted on helping him get changed seeing as his arm was still sore and now in a sling to help it heal. He made his way to the Great Hall for breakfast, because he was absolutely starving, as he'd not eaten anything since breakfast the day before. He made his way to the Hufflepuff table where the rest of the Hufflepuff quidditch team were sitting together together talking about one thing or another. But as they saw him approach most of abandoned the rest of their food and left him behind. This left him confused, what had he done to get treated like this? Cedric sighed and grabbed a couple pieces of toast. "No reason to stay here if I've got no one to talk to.", he thought bitterly as he got up and started to make his way out.
But just as he turned around there was a great black owl with yellow eyes that swooped down upon him, his own owl Hector carrying. "Oh, Merlin No" A Howler, and it was already starting to smoke. The damn bird had the nerve to look amused at this, just before he dropped the Howler in front of Cedric at the table. He didn't have much time to snatch up the red envelope and open it before his fathers voice truly rang all though the Great Hall.
( Read more... )
