based on Book 4, all credits and respect to J.K Rowling.
Chapter 4
Okay, trudging up a big 丘, ヒル in the early hours of morning wearing a スカート wasn't the best of choices.
But it was Ginny's fault! She's the one who made me wear a mini- skirt, and she had no right to stomp n my foot when Harry choked on his cereal when he saw me. As far as I'm concerned, she can have him.
I'm not really the type to fall in love, または 食 poisoning, または whatever あなた call looking like your trying to suck eachother's faces off.
But there I was, looking at Cedric, wearing a black mini-skirt, black and white striped knee socks, red pumps, white tank, and a red leather ジャケット (my choice thank you; the tank showed too much cleavage for my comfort.)
I saw his eyes drifting downward and I shot him a If-your-eyes-go-down-any-lower-I-will-kill-you look, and he shot back a I'm-sorry-I-was-looking-downward look, and I gave him a If-it-happens-again-I'll-be-having-you-on-toast-for-breakfast-tomorrow look.
Harry must've noticed out silent conversation, because I saw him give me a quizzical look, but I just shrugged.
Before I knew it, I was holding on to a moldy boot for dear life. When it had done all of it's Porty-Key junk, everyone except Mr. Diggory, Dad, and Cedric were lying on the ground.
Again I was laying face first on the ground, and my first thought was: Why do I always land like this? My 秒 thought: QUIDDITCH!!! My third? CRAP.
My bright red レース 下着, 死ぬ are showing.
When I got up and looked around to see if anyone witnessed that, I saw Cedric look away quickly, blushing.
I made my wand poke ever so slightly out of my pocket, and I saw Cedric pale.
We parted ways with the Diggorys, and walked a little more, until we came upon a Muggle man.
As I watched my Dad fumble around with Muggle money, I took in my surroundings. Beyond the small stone cottage 次 to a gate were hundreds and hundreds of colorful tents. I took a deep breath.
A dream come true.
End of Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Okay, trudging up a big 丘, ヒル in the early hours of morning wearing a スカート wasn't the best of choices.
But it was Ginny's fault! She's the one who made me wear a mini- skirt, and she had no right to stomp n my foot when Harry choked on his cereal when he saw me. As far as I'm concerned, she can have him.
I'm not really the type to fall in love, または 食 poisoning, または whatever あなた call looking like your trying to suck eachother's faces off.
But there I was, looking at Cedric, wearing a black mini-skirt, black and white striped knee socks, red pumps, white tank, and a red leather ジャケット (my choice thank you; the tank showed too much cleavage for my comfort.)
I saw his eyes drifting downward and I shot him a If-your-eyes-go-down-any-lower-I-will-kill-you look, and he shot back a I'm-sorry-I-was-looking-downward look, and I gave him a If-it-happens-again-I'll-be-having-you-on-toast-for-breakfast-tomorrow look.
Harry must've noticed out silent conversation, because I saw him give me a quizzical look, but I just shrugged.
Before I knew it, I was holding on to a moldy boot for dear life. When it had done all of it's Porty-Key junk, everyone except Mr. Diggory, Dad, and Cedric were lying on the ground.
Again I was laying face first on the ground, and my first thought was: Why do I always land like this? My 秒 thought: QUIDDITCH!!! My third? CRAP.
My bright red レース 下着, 死ぬ are showing.
When I got up and looked around to see if anyone witnessed that, I saw Cedric look away quickly, blushing.
I made my wand poke ever so slightly out of my pocket, and I saw Cedric pale.
We parted ways with the Diggorys, and walked a little more, until we came upon a Muggle man.
As I watched my Dad fumble around with Muggle money, I took in my surroundings. Beyond the small stone cottage 次 to a gate were hundreds and hundreds of colorful tents. I took a deep breath.
A dream come true.
End of Chapter 4