Ron slapped his forehead as he looked toward the end of the Great Hall, "Whats she doing?"

"Must you be so obsessed with Juniper, Ronald?" Hermione snapped at him quickly, too early in the morning to deal with him yet again, "She's handing out flyers!"

"Flyers that could possibly murder us!" Ron's voice cracked slightly as he spoke, catching the twins attention as they looked over, "Do you not remember the howler she sent Harry last year? Face full of papercuts."

"So now you're talking to me?" Harry asked in disbelief from across the table.

"No!" Ron went back as his face reddened, looking toward Hermione who rolled her eyes.

"Oi! Lestrange!" Ginny called out toward the Slytherin girl. Juniper turned at the calling of her name, seeing Ginny waving her over. Juniper gave the Ravenclaw a small smile, handing them the poster before heading back toward the Weasley girl.

"Morning." Juniper greeted, "Any interesting dreams? I had one, just one though, I threw someone off the roof of Hogwarts."

"Bloody hell." Ron spoke as he avoided eye contact, his alarmed expression making Junipers eyes widen.

"They were okay, though!" she spoke quickly as Ron stared at her with wide, terror filled eyes, "I jumped after them, caught them, and fell into the lake."

"What a interest dream." Hermione said with a frown of her eyebrows and a violent blink, "Do you get those often?"

"Not always, most of my dreams take place in the Forbidden Forest, running through it." Juniper confirmed with a faint smile at the comforting dreams she'd often times have. Harry looked up at her with a blink of his eyes, wanting to ask if she'd written to Sirius recently but knew it wasn't the right time.

"What've you got there?" George asked as he eyed the flyers in her hands, propping his head on his left elbow to look up at her. Juniper flicked her large, nearly bulging eyes his way before smiling. She was beautiful when she smiled, a innocent and gentle way that was far from her usual nature.

"Pottery classes." Junior spoke as she took the seat next to Ginny, "Dumbledore thinks it would be a lovely after school activities. No one wants to come though, only Blaise and Theo agreed to sign up but quidditch practice will bite them in the arse."

"Why doesn't anyone wanna go?" Harry asked her, feeling guilty for the lack of names on the small list the had clearly not expecting many to sign.

"They reckon i'm gonna murder them, of course." Juniper asked as Fred chocked on his pumpkin juice at her quick, blunt words, "Yes. I agree with you, Fred."

George stiffed a laugh and patted his brother hard on the back.

"I'd come if I could, but the tournament calls for so many interviews and training after school." Harry spoke to her as Juniper frown but nodded her head knowingly, laying the clip board down for a moment to look at the Potter boy.

"That's what Cedric said too, he wanted to come but, you know.." Juniper trailed off with a shrug and a fading frown, "Maybe next year."

"Brilliant, of course." Harry spoke rather quickly at her words, hoping to ease his guilt slightly.

"Ginny? Can you come?" Juniper asked hopefully as she looked back at the youngest Weasley who sat on the other side of her.

"What time are you hosting?" Ginny spoke with curious eyes, taking Junipers out reached quill and ink as she signed her name.

"Four- thirty to five." Juniper spoke as her eyes flickered toward the twins, one still recovering from his fatal choking fit and the other looking at her hopefully, "I'd invite the two of you but Oliver says quidditch is very important and that you two are the best of luck they have this year with Harry out."

Junipers face reddened as she remembered, "He also said not to repeat that."

George went to speak before Juniper cut him off, "And he said to make him  a going away cup, though i'm sure he'll break it but i'll do my best."

George waiting a moment, seeing if she'd go on before she fell silent, "You just make... cups?"

Juniper snorted suddenly, causing Ron to jump, "No, you fool. I make a lot of things, look."

George watched curiosity as she pulled her bag open and began laying a cup, a bowl, a vase, a flower pot, and a tea pot upon the table.

"You keep all that stored in there, do you?" Fred asked her with a faint smirk on his face, never seeing or experiencing the chaos that was Juniper. Just the few minutes she'd been here he caught into the wild, unorganized energy everyone seemed to go on and on about. George kicked him under the table.

"Well, not usually, but today I did hoping people would want to learn how to do it." Juniper asked as she looked to Ron who kept his eyes casted away from her. Juniper tried to catch his eye, failing, before speaking softly, "Ron? Do you wanna come?"

He had to stop himself from saying no and spare her feelings. He slowly casted his eyes up, shivering slightly when the pair met gazes, "M-maybe."

It was enough to make Juniper smile ear from ear as she looked to Hermione with a hopeful expression, the Granger girl waving her off and took the clip board to write down her name.

"You could probably hide things in this one, Freddie." George spoke as he examined Junipers vase, seeing how it curved in many direction, "Would save us a great deal when mum raids the rooms for puking pasties."

"You can keep it." Juniper spoke quickly as George went red in the face at her words, snapping his eyes her way as she smiled gently, "Only if I get a discount on Extendable Ears, I know my rotten cousin makes up rumors about me to one friends. Said I killed a bird! Can you believe it?"

"Can't believe it." George said as he rummaged through his own bag before throwing the ear her way, watching her catch it, "Fair trade, I-"

He stopped as his eyes flicked to the figure standing behind Juniper. Hermione cleared her throat as she looked down, avoiding all eye contact with anyone. Juniper caught on as she turned around, reddening in the face and holding a guilty expression at the person staring down at her.

Neville.

She wanted to say something, finding it completely impossible to though. Juniper was full of guilt because of her mother's actions toward his parents. Dumbledore though it was the best idea for the pair to avoid all contact with each other as much as possible. Neville didn't seem like the type to hate, Juniper always thought he was rather gentle and kind, but his anger and glare toward her was enough to see the amount of hate he truly held for the Lestrange girl.

"I sit there every morning." Neville spoke as he eyed Juniper.

"Right." she spoke quickly, grabbing her bag and standing to her feet in a matter of seconds, "Sorry."

The Great Hall fell a little quieter as many eyes flickered toward the only two standing. A pair that didn't mix well together for obvious reasons, standing just a few feet apart, one with hatful eyes and the other with guilt. Cedric looked over toward the direction everyone else was, shooting up from his seat immediately when he realized what everyone was gawking at.

"Will you leave?" Neville asked as he tore his eyes away from her, staring at his feet as his face reddened. He looked angry and heart broken all at once, seconds away from crying or yelling.

"Of course." Juniper said with a violent nod of her head, "But w-"

"Please just go!" Neville spoke louder her way, not daring to make eye contact. Juniper reddened in the face as the Great Hall went dead silent, the only sound being dress shoes jogging down the Gryffindor isle. Juniper didn't answer, simply hurrying away as quick as she could, skipping breakfast and running straight out of the school.

"Stupid! Stupid boy! Stupid mother!" Juniper yelled when she got outside, hitting herself in the head and yanking on her hair, "Stupid girl! You stupid, stupid, stupid girl!"

She hit herself between each word, "Shut up! Stop talking! You're so stupid!"

"Juniper." a new voice suddenly spoke as the Hogwarts doors opened again, "Are you all right?"

Juniper stood up straighter as she flattened her Slytherin robes, not realizing what a mess her wild curls looked from the amount of yanks she pulled on them, "Yes."

Cedric approached her slowly, seeing her veins popping from her forehead and eyes slightly blood shot, "I saw you playing with your food."

Juniper stared at him oddly before he began to speak again, "Before you eat, you always play with your food, why is that?"

He was trying to calm her down, get her mind off it before she had a episode again.

"I sometimes thing it'll still be alive when I swallow it and then it'll eat me from the inside out." Juniper spoke to him, grabbing hold of his hands and starting to pop his fingers, "That was so horrible, Ced."

She left out a whimper at what just happened, feeling his arms pull her closer and hold her. Cedric felt like a comfort blanket, a breath of fresh air. He was everything Juniper needed in times like this, he knew exactly how to calm her down and break her back after a spiral.

"It wasn't horrible, Hogwarts just can't help but stare." Cedric spoke to her, his words made his chest vibrate which Juniper found comfort in, "I'm sorry you had to deal with that."

Juniper squeezed him rather tightly, humming in satisfaction when she felt his back pop, "I wish I could change things, for Neville."

"He'll understand one day, just not now." he spoke to her knowingly, running a hand through her chaotic curls but flushing when his hand got stuck, removing it and patting the back of her head instead.

"This is nice." Juniper concluded as she shut her eyes in the long hug, "You smell like Honey and Cinnamon, also wood but just a little bit."

Cedric grinned as he rubbed the back of her head, feeling her slowly starting to come down from the outburst she had before he made his presence known, he hadn't wanted her to know he saw the whole thing happen, "You smell like marshmallows."

"I have to eat something sweet after I eat any meals, Snape usually keeps those on hand for me." Juniper spoke as she began rocking slightly, hoping the pair wouldn't loose their balance on the golden steps of Hogwarts, "A family trait."

Cedric hummed as he leaned his head on top of hers for a moment before sitting back up again, "Come on, let's go pay people for you to crack their backs and fingers."

Juniper grinned gently as she walked alongside him back inside of their school.

Hermione and Ginny were the only two that showed up for Junipers pottery class that evening, though she hadn't expected many more. Juniper wished at least Pansy and Draco would have came, knowing they weren't busy like the others were. She was okay with the two Gryffindors showing up though, the three always had a good time together. Though, Juniper woke with a pep in her step this morning thinking she'd get plenty of people to come.

A knock was heard on the empty classroom wall, the door open. Juniper turned around and saw Cedric standing there with a small grin, "Knock Knock."

"Who's there?" she asked jokingly as he gave her a odd expression.

"It's me, Cedric." he spoke with a odd, slightly panic look, "We've been talking every day f-"

"I know who you are." Juniper said with a faint laugh and a shake of her head, "It's a stupid Muggle Joke, sorry."

"Where's your class?" the boy asked as he looked around the slightly dim room. There was rows of clay, only three being touched it seemed.

"It ended a few minutes ago." Juniper said, he could see she seemed rather down and holding a small cup in her hand, "Think Oliver would like it?"

Cedric studied the cup, seeing the handle form a quidditch broom, "He'll love it."

Juniper smiled as she set it to the side and began picking up the pointless mess she made for the people who hadn't showed. Cedric needed to say something but wasn't sure what, not liking the silence she held when it was very rare she ever was, "How do you feel about the weather?"

Juniper looked over her shoulder at him oddly, "The weather?"

He nodded with a slightly embarrassed face.

"It's okay." Juniper said with a shrug of her shoulders, collecting the sculpting tools in one hand, "I like the cold more though, the prickly needle feeling is comforting."

"That's a odd thing to find comfort in." Cedric spoke to her with a small laugh, though Juniper just gave a single forced laugh. He wasn't helping, he knew that completely and hated himself for it. She was down, sad and weepy.

"How was the training? Did they tell you what the first task would be?" Juniper was trying to keep her mind off Neville and the fact that only two people showed when she handed out thirty flyers.

"No, they didn't." he spoke before standing up quickly, "Got this pretty cool bruise, figured you'd like it."

The Diggory boy turned around, lifting his shirt and showing the purple mark on his lower, left hip. Juniper dropped the tools as she walked over with steady eyes, a gentle hand running across it, "Does it hurt?"

"Just a little." he said back honestly, looking up in hopes of not flushing too hard when her hand ran across his bare skin gently again, "It's cool though, isn't it?"

Juniper pulled his shirt down as she frowned, turning him back around, "Not on you they're not."

Cedric watched her with gently, soft eyes as she began to pick up the tools again, setting them to the side before handling the clay. She cared, she cared so much for him in just a matter of days she'd known him. What felt like four years was only four days, what felt like a lifetime of no one seeing her for who she was, crushed the second he spoke to her.

"Juniper." Cedric said, his face flushed deeply as the though crossed his mind suddenly.

"Yes?" she asked him, looking over and finding he wasn't looking at her but rather down at his shoes. He looked beautiful in the dimly lit room, tired but here with her anyways.

"I wouldn't reckon you'd want to join me at Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop tomorrow morning, would you?" he asked her, slowly bringing his eyes back up to look her way. Junipers were wide, thoughts running through them at a level neither of them could keep up with.

Juniper was well aware only couples went to the Tea Shop, it was a romantic little setting where early blooming coupled would go or late ones that snogged each other attended. Juniper hadn't known not one single person that went to Madam Puddifoots Tea Shop as just a pair of friends.

"Yes."

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kylie speaks

okay so in the
books dumbledore
said that bellatrix always
played with her
food before she ate
so i thought that would
be a cute little mommy x
daughter thing to add in.

also, georgie wanted to
go to her pottery class so
bad and i live by that.