Cedric Diggory (![]() ![]() @ 2008-09-11 19:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | * september 2001, - complete, cedric diggory, draco malfoy |
RP: What goes bump in the night?
Date and Time: September 11, 2008: evening.
Characters: Cedric Diggory and Draco Malfoy.
Location: The graveyard around Riddle Manor.
Private/Public: Private
Rating: TBA
Warnings: TBA
Summary: Cedric is discovered by an unlikely Pureblood. Oddities ensue.
Completion: Complete
Lying flat on his back, lungs suddenly filled with the damp air that seemed to inhabit the graveyard in a low crawling mist, Cedric took several long moments before he opened his eyes. Grey irises wide, revealing the black pupil in the center, he stared up at the stars over his head. His mind was slow to catching up with his body, and as soon as he realized that he could breathe, he gulped down air like he had been deprived of it for years.
Which was true. He had been deprived of it for years, but such logic did not occur to the Hufflepuff nor did it matter.
Cedric flexed his fingers and soon found out that he did not have his wand. Sitting up with a start, he scanned the immediate area, focusing his mind on the one task of finding the slender stick. Nothing else had to matter quite yet...
Except his head was throbbing as if he had cracked it on the ground, which all things considered - he had, but that was not a detail remembered by him. Rubbing the back of his pulsating skull, he brought his hand around to the front of his face and noticed a little blood coating his fingers. It was nothing to be overly concerned about...
Probably a mild concussion...
Sitting back on his haunches, he tried to get a hold of himself.
Where had he been before he came here?
The Triwizard Tournament Maze...
He nodded sharply to himself, wincing and hissing at the slight dizziness the movement caused.
The Cup was a Portkey and I came here with...
"Harry?" he questioned in the still air, getting up and looking around worriedly, "Harry, are you here? Are you hurt?"
He may not have had a wand, but he could help the 14 year old at least. Though how they were going to get out of here remained a mystery.