Authors note: I always wanted to do a Cedric story so here it is

Authors note: So here it is, my wonderful Cedric Diggory story! I always wanted to do a Cedric story so here it is. I'm gong to disregard most of what happened in the fourth book. I will however be using direct quotes from the book (Or the movie since I may have packed my book away) I do not own any of the rights to the book or the movie and I will properly disclaim everything.

If you don't like it then don't read it, please feel free to move your mouse to the top right hand corner of your screen and click the little red X.

Also, I am fully aware that the main character has her Mary Sue moments, but be honest, who doesn't love a good Mary Sue every now and then?

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in the Harry potter cast, However, all original characters are of my own making.


Chapter one: World cup here we come!

"Ouch!" Heather exclaimed as she fell out of the fire place.

"Heather! It's so wonderful to see you! You're just in time." Mrs. Weasley said as she helped the young girl off the floor.

"Thanks Molly, where are the boys?" Heather asked while she shook the soot out of her long brown hair that fell to the middle of her back before putting it back up in her signature braid. "They're still asleep." Mrs. Weasley clucked as she continued making breakfast.

A grin spread its way across Heather's face. 'So the boys are still sleeping huh? Heh heh heh. . . . This is gonna be fun.' She thought as she climbed up the stairs to her best friend's room.

Mrs. Weasley smiled, full well knowing that her twins were about to have a rude awakening. Her God daughter was a fire ball. She shook her head as she thought about the life the girl had lead.

Heather had known the twins all her life. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were her God parents so naturally the Weasley's were like having real brothers and a sister. Her mother was a muggle witch and her father was a pure blood, they had been betrothed since birth, never would you have met a more unlikely match. While Heather's mother Grace, was a kind and loving woman, her father Aaron was cold and cruel. After her mother's death Heather was left at the mercy of her father.

Growing up with her father had not been easy. He was cruel and easy to anger. But by wizarding law she could not leave until she was of age. She waited, and waited, and waited. It seemed like ages before she was seventeen.

She wasn't stunningly gorgeous, but she was pretty. She had grown form the lanky little tomboy into a young woman with a slender build and gentle curves, but she still had the same reddish brown eyes and gentle face.

But that was all in the past now, she was free. When Heather had came of age she left her father's house and been living at the Leaky Cauldron while making a small living as an assistant in Madam Makin's Robes for every occasion. When her mother had discovered that she had Scrynthoma (Think the equivalent of wizarding cancer) She had set up an account for her daughter at Gringotts. Heather would be able to access the money after her graduation from Hogwarts school of witch craft and wizardry.

No one would ever guess that she lived the life she did when she wasn't at school. At school Heather was a happy go lucky girl, loud and always laughing. She was a random and irreverent as all hell. She would have to be seeing as she was friends with Fred and George. She was a proud Gryffindor going into her seventh and final year at Hogwarts.

Heather opened the door to the twins room and tip toed in. 'Mwa ha ha ha . . . . This is going to be soooooo freaking sweet.' Heather thought as she raised her wand. "WAKE UP!!" She hollered a she conjured a flock of ducks that were angrily quacking and fluttering around the room.

'BLOODY HELL!" The boys screeched as they fell out of bed. Heather was helpless with laughter as she watched the twins scramble around trying to avoid the flying birds. After they had managed to get all of the ducks out the window they looked around and surveyed the room. Feathers littered the floor and Fred and George looked absolutely ridiculous. They couldn't help but collapse into the same uncontrollable laughter.

"S'good to see you again mate." Fred said as he helped Heather up off of the floor. "Never a dull moment with you is it?" George said.

"I missed you too. Now come on you lazy bums, let's go down stairs and get some breakfast so we can GO! Do you honestly want to miss the single most coolest event in our natural born lives? When are we ever going to get tickets like these? LETS GO!" And with that she left the two boys to get dressed and headed down stairs to get some of Molly's fantastic cooking.

"The boys will be down shortly." Heather said as she slid into a seat. She was halfway done with her eggs when she was joined by two very sleepy teens. "Mornin' boys.' She said as she ruffled Harry's hair. "M-m-morining." Ron yawned. "Good morning Heather." Hermione greeted. She had obviously seen to getting the other two boys up. "Good morning Mione, how has your summer been?"

The two girls chatted for about twenty minuets until Mr. Weasley came down the stairs dressed most unusually. Heather and Harry tried to suppress their giggles as best they could. "Good morning all!" Said Mr. Weasley. He looked at a pocket watch and gasped. "We had better get a move on gang, we have to be at the portkey in half an hour! I'm sure Amos is already there."

'Amos? He cannot be talking about Diggory's? O Merlin please.' Heather silently begged. "Erm, Mr. Weasley? You don't mean the Diggory's do you?" She asked. "Why yes." Mr. Weasley said. "Ah, I bet your anxious to see you class mate Cedric, such a fine boy." Heather practically gagged.

"Why would I want to see that dolt?" Heather said.

"Who's a dolt?" asked Fred. The twins had finally appeared down stairs, still sporting the odd feather in their hair. "Golden boy." Heather grumbled. The twins exchanged looks, they knew the subject of Cedric would set Heather off on a half hour rant.

"Come on, lets get a move on!" Mr. Weasley urged. Heather sighed and grabbed her knap sack and followed the red heads out the door.


So what did you think? I know it was a little weird, but it's only the first chapter. The next one will be better, I promise.