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"Well, Andrea. Ginny's got some news to tell you. It's about your fella Harry.", said George. Ginny looked at him with pure disgust and annoyance then looked back at me with reddened cheeks. "Well speak up, Ginny. The secret won't reveal itself, well, actually, it might." You all chuckle at each other and look at Ginny.

"Well, first of all, I'm telling mum you tease me like this outside of the house. And second, I won't tell you guys." Ginny looked proudly out the window and we all sighed in defeat. "Ginny, if this is about you liking Harry, then I totally know.", you giggle.

"What?.." Ginny replied. "It's all Ron ever talks about. Sometimes he sulks because you greet Harry more than you greet your own brother!" Fred and George start to laugh because they can definitely relate. "That's true!", they say.

As the train arrives Hogwarts, all of you start to retrieve your bags and get down. All of you get settled in the Gryffindor Common Room to put down your bags and change into your coats. As you're getting settled, your friend Dean comes to greet you. "Mornin' sweetheart", he greets. You and Dean have been very close friends ever since you started Hogwarts. He's the kindest man you've met. You've gotten used to him as well, calling you "unusual" nicknames that made everybody confused whether you two were actually just friends.

You and your friends gather to sit down together at the Great Hall, as the feast begins. As everybody feasts on the delicious food, Professor Dumbledore stands up from his chair and walks to the front and center of the hall. You all notice the man and face the front to listen.

"Welcome to Hogwarts!", he speaks. "A new year has begun, and I wish all of us well today.". Your brain cuts him of naturally, and you search around the room to look at people. A few meet your eye and you smile at each other. Nobody frowns at you, nobody rolled their eyes, even the Slytherins acknowledged your existence. That's how popular you were. That's how much people liked you. And that was one of the only things you were proud of.

As a child, your mother would tell stories about her time in Hogwarts. She, like you, was very smart and popular within the school. The reason of that was because her parents were constantly mugged by the Malfoys. "Evil pure-bloods", they said. The Malfoys would always brag about theor money, their power, their position, and the fact that they were part of The Sacred 28. Her parents would force her to study as hard as she can, sending her letters almost everyday and embarassing her in front of her friends. That was Elara Filtwick. The most amazing woman you've known throughout your life. She said the reason she wouldn't pressure you like that was because she didn't want to be the kind of mother she had.

When she finished Hogwarts, she met a man named William Starfire. He was a Muggle, yet your mother absolutely fell in love with him. They would spend every waking moment together, and when her parents found out, they were not at all happy. Her parents despised Muggles, and they banished her and William from their home. They had to work everyday to build a life without Elara's family. And soon after, they got married and had a child. You. When you were a child, your family moved to a town with no Muggles, just magical folk.

But when the Malfoys found out about the Muggle situation, they decided to have a little "fun". They invaded your home. You and your mother was upstairs, as your father was downstairs doing some paperwork. The door slammed open, you and your mother jumping up from shock. She grabs you and holds you in her arms, as you two peek downstairs. You didn't know what happened back then, but all you saw was a big, green, blast. And when you realized, there it was. The most unforgivable curse. Avada Kedavra.

The Malfoys had killed your innocent father, and spared the magic blood for later. That made you absolutely despise the Malfoys. You had promised yourself that you would get the vengeance you yearned for as a child, the vengeance your father deserved.

Your mother would always tell you that what happened to your father was fate. You couldn't avoid what happened. All you needed to do was be a kind lady, and the rest would follow. That's how much your mother trusted you, and that's why it absolutely hurts. Because the favt that she doesn't involve herself in your business as much, means that she trusts you with her life, which also means you can't fail at all. Because it only leads to your mother's disappointment, one of the only things you don't want. "Your heart is beautiful, Andrea," your mother said. "It's like a flower. You need to nurture it, take care of it, and it will bloom the way you want it to. Feed it with anger, revenge, and those feelings will stay in there forever and take over your body and mind. But feed it with love and kindness, and your life will be peaceful. I love you, Andrea, Andrea, Andrea...."

"ANDREA!!" Your head snaps back to reality, as you see half of Gryffindor facing you. "What is it, Ron?" you ask groggily. "Well, Cedric's been staring at you the whole time. But I can't quite read his face clearly. You subtly look over to the Hufflepuff table, and there he is. Golden eyes just staring into your soul, no emotion showed on his face. His eyebrows are a bit curled, but he isn't showing much anger. Maybe he's just analyzing your face, right? Whatever. You don't look much into it because it's a new year, and a new year means more time to gain love from people. The next day, you wake up and change into your coats and head into your Potions class. You sit next to Hermione, and you smile at each other. "Good morning, Hermione", you greet her. And she greets you back, "Good morning to you too!" Class passes, basically filled with Snape being annoyed at you and Hermione basically competing on who gets to answer the questions, and Mr. Diggory just staring at you.

After class, you go to the Hufflepuff common room to confront Cedric. You see him leaning against the door, facing the other side, and you grab the back of his collar and push him against the wall. "What's your problem with me, Diggory?" you whisper loudly. "Starfire. Glad to finally meet you", he says in a husked voice. "Why do you keep staring at me? Is there something wrong with my face? Because if there is then I'd prefer you to tell me rather than melting me with your eyes all day." "You think I can melt you with my eyes?", he smirked.

Andrea Starfire, a half-blood. It's your 6th year at Hogwarts, and your life is perfect. You are surrounded with the best group of friends, you're placed in the best house, Gryffindor. You're doing pretty well in terms of academics and social life. You and your family, just living a normal, quiet life, away from the Muggles. But as the school year starts, you spot an unfamiliar boy, placed in Hufflepuff. Pale skin, dark hair, and the most captivating smile. Ron says that they, (Ron, Harry, Hermione, and the rest of the Weasley family) met him and his father during the Quidditch World Cup.

Immediately, he gained an awful lot of popularity. Known for being good at academics, along with being an athletic student. People said that he was, fair, modest, and had high morals, instead of being arrogant because of how popular he was. That was Cedric Diggory. The most captivating student, or so they said, in Hogwarts. You realized that only you can be popular like that, known like that, and you can't let this boy destroy your self-esteem, your well-built ego. You've got to admit though, he does look pretty cool, and probably deserves all the attention he has. But still, what's wrong with a little competition, right?

This series may contain sensitive topics, like language and violence. Read at your own risk. I hope you guys can support me, I'll be working really hard for this. I'll try my best to work on new parts every day or two. If you read this all the way here, you officially have the right for requests. 😉