By c0nvolution
It’s a Saturday in September, and it’s raining. Cedric
Diggory is standing near the Quidditch pitch. Getting soaked. Not exactly his
idea of a nice date, no no no. He hates the rain.
“Chang!” He shouts, squinting. He can make out a little
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Well written too ;)
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You write them so wonderfully, augh. I love it. :D
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