The words rang repeatedly in her head. A constant reminder. Of her unrequited love. That he would never think of her as more. Yes, that was all she was to him. That was all she could ever be to him. She would forever be cursed to watch him from far away, blissfully unaware of the pain he had caused her. So, she disappeared.

Anastasia Tellen has a crush on Cedric Diggory, the "Golden Snitch of Hogwarts". Will she be able to save him from the final challenge in the Triwizard Tournament? Or will she be too busy napping her feelings for him away?

"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" he scoffed, in disbelief. "Well, you are being a little irrational right now, love." she told him, crossing her arms. "I said it was an accident."

"I-" She sighed in his embrace. "I didn't know if you still wanted to see me. You stopped writing to me, so I assumed you got tired of waiting." "I never stopped writing." "But-" "I never stopped."

"You made me become friends with bloody Potter of all people." Charlotte scoffed. "Sure, I made you." She agreed sarcastically. "Quiet, babe. I'm trying to be romantic here."

"Do you feel the same about me?" He whispered. Looking into his eyes, Reyna saw vulnerability from the same boy who was the very definition of Gryffindor and never backed down from Slytherin's who were bullying a first-year. "Define 'feel the same'." she weakly whispered, knees weak from his confession. She would've have fallen if it weren't for his arms around her.