Harry Potter and The Daughter of Sirius Black. [CedricxOc and DracoxOc]

Rita Skeeter.

Cedric Diggory's point of view.

The first thing the next morning was the meeting with a reporter. And having a group photo taken. I wasn't a fan of reporters they liked to poke and over exaggerated things I was afraid to talk to this woman, for fear she would find some way to pull information out of me about Rayvan and then use it to bash her.

Ever since the previous year, she along with Harry had become big news for the Daily Prophet. As she walked out of the camera smoke she looked us all over I didn't like it, I felt as if she was looking beneath everything I wore and was eyeing me like a piece of meat. "What a charismatic quartet. Hello." She said zoning in even more on us.

Reaching her hand out to me first, I shook it politely and she moved on to the next and next, introducing herself as she went, "I'm Rita Skeeter. I write for the Daily Prohphet. But of course, you knew that, don't you? It's you we don't know." She said after a wide gesture. "You're the juicy news. What quirks lurk beneath those rosy cheeks?" She said petting then smacking Fleur's cheek,

"What mysteries do those muscles mask?" She said gawking at Viktor and roughly tussling my hair she asked, "does courage lie beneath those curls?" I didn't like her hands in my hair but I highly doubted anyone would, trying to shake her off without it looking like I was, she moved her hand out of my hair and onto my shoulder, I would rather her hand there than in my hair.

"In short, what makes a champion tick?" Hanging from me and Harry she added "'Me myself and I' want to know. Not to mention my rabid readers." I really wanted to pull away she smelled heavily of perfume and smoke, it was cringy and it was really starting to make me sick and nauseated. "So who's up for sharing?" When no one answered she grabbed Harry,

"Shall we start with the youngest? Lovely." And they disappeared. When she was gone the rest of us relaxed. Fleur rubbed her cheek and I fixed my hair, but I kept feeling eyes on me. Looking to Viktor he smirked, "that girl...who you hang out with...who is she?" Narrowing my eyes I was going to answer but Fleur jumped in. "Yes, I saw her, she is beautiful. What's her name?" Smirking I answered,

"Rayvan, she's been my girlfriend for the last three years." I said the last part looking at Viktor, he chuckled and patted my shoulder, "don't worry, I find her friend interesting." He must mean Hermione. Harry came back and she looked at the three of us and her eyes locked on me, I gulped in slight fear and she pulled me after her, in a really cramped broom closet, we sat and she leaned on her knees to look at me.

"So, Cedric, what was it that made you become a Triwizard champion?" Leaning away from her she narrowed her eyes at me, "my father, and my friends but mostly my girlfriend." She seems interested in that one, "ooh, that's nice, is she a Hufflepuff like you? Or..." I shook my head, I will not give her name. I will not, "so are you hiding her from me because of her age or her family, or something along those lines?"

Looking at her I frowned "Neither. It's called Anonymity. I'm protecting her identity." She nodded sarcastically. "Anyway, so I know who you're doing this for but why are you doing it?" Clenching my hands I answered,

"It was so I could prove I'm strong and able to protect those I care about." She smiled "Ah, so there is courage under those golden brown curls." I held back the need to roll my eyes and stood "Anything else?" She looked like she wanted to say more but I left before she could ask anything else and I returned to my classes before lunch.