Disclaimer: These bunch o' wizards belong to J.K. Rowling. This story's mine.

Chapter One

Cedric Diggory.

If that name was a spell, it would definitely wipe out the entire world's female population.

Imagine you have this girl you dislike. With just a yell of CedricDiggory! and a flick of your wand, BOOM, dead she goes.

There's just something about Cedric Diggory. Something rare, something profound about his very existence.

While Muggles are spending money buying pheromones on eBay, and wizards and witches casting spells to make themselves more attractive to the opposite gender, this certain Hufflepuff boy seemed to be overflowing with it. When he smiles, he emanates this rather enticing aura.

If his aura was radioactive, he would shed all the clothes off the girls just by passing them. And they'd all feel helpless, and naked …

And when he's blushing and sweating after a game of Quidditch, it seems - let's not go there. His sweaty, smooth skin, his wet, wet hair … his … No really, let's not go there.

Anyways, every girl has to admit that he is indeed special, a rare species. There is not one girl who does not have a crush on this fellow.

After all, he is what dreams are made of. Or in my case, him smothered in chocolate is what makes my dreams.

Even boys found it impossible to hate him; he was just nice and popular.

I admit, I'm one of those girls whose eyes like to feast on him. If eyes could rape, I think mine would have shagged him stupid. But I knew that he would never be mine, so I just basically acknowledge his beautiful existence and sadly move on with my life.

I've never really spoken to Cedric Diggory. I've never as much 'accidentally' touched him or whatever. I've never accidentally tripped and crashed into his chest and sniffed the hell out of his shirt. I could count the times I actually caught his eyes across the table in the Great Hall. It was just that.

I was never really into writing love letters or admirer notes either. That was ... until I decided that I wanted to fool around.

I was rushing to the Great Hall - famished. I wanted to eat a Cedric Diggory, but it was never on the menu. I was dying to get to the Slytherin table and I did not see who or what I was passing.

Bump.

"Oh." That person turned around. "I'm sorry." He said with that mouth-watering smile.

I looked up at him. It was Cedric Diggory, smiling his million dollar smile.

Oh my God, shut up and kiss me now.

"No, I am." I said with a Slytherin indifference, but my insides were going 'Oh my God, oh my fucking tomatoes.'

I walked to my table and sat down, facing his table. He looked out for me, and he happened to pick a spot that was opposite of me too. I caught his eyes but I pretended to be distracted by my friend.

I have been watching him ever since. I would carefully pick a spot where I could see his face clearly. I would smartly avoid his gaze, always pretending to be distracted. It was exciting at first, but it got monotonous, and I felt like I wanted more to myself than anybody else. I was sharing this same habit with thousands of other girls in this school, and I was displeased. I needed something more exciting.

So I decided to write him a love note.

I see you.

That's what I wrote.

Okay, so it sounded scary and stalker-ish. But so what?

He wouldn't know who I am and it was all good. I could say whatever I wanted, tease him with words and I could just watch his reaction from where I sat.

I could just keep sending him scary notes like 'I want to rape you' and there's nothing he can do about it. I wanted to send him stalker notes and plus, I was bored.

I prepared my note one morning, and I performed a charm on it so that it would only deliver during lunch time. And Cedric wouldn't be able to do anything about finding out who it was from, because after he folds his reply, it'll disappear and deliver itself to my bedroom. It was a small charm I discovered in the library a couple of years back - and I must say it's good for secret admirer notes.

I practically skipped to the Great Hall during lunch, and after seizing my usual seat, I watched intently. As soon as food began to appear on the table, a piece of paper came flying from the entrance, and it landed gracefully on the table in front of Cedric Diggory.

"Another one." His friend said. "What's new?"

His friend grabbed the paper and stuffed it with the rest of the piles at the side, and my face fell.

"Oh my God." I muttered. "He's never going to read it that way."

Blast it. I should have known that there would be hundreds of notes from other girls as well. I grabbed my spoon angrily and stuffed chicken into my mouth.

Cedric grinned and appeared indifferent towards my letter. He glanced at it and started to eat. But before he put the spoon into his mouth, he stopped dead and stared at the black paper again. My head perked up, watching him.

He put his spoon down and grabbed the black note.

"You're going to start reading them now?" His friend asked. He didn't answer. Instead, he cocked his head sideways curiously and opened it. After reading those three words, his eyes dangerously darted forward, carefully looking for suspicious people. I pretended to munch my chicken while looking at his far right, but seeing him from the corner of my eyes. He kept looking for a few seconds, before grabbing his bag.

"You're actually replying to this one?!" Another friend of his exclaimed, stealing the note and reading it out loud. "'I see you'. I wonder who it is - eh? It hasn't got a name. Who is it from?"

"I have no idea." Cedric said nonchalantly, taking his quill and scribbling something on it.

"She sounds very mysterious."

"That's if it is a 'she'." Cedric said.

Oh great, now he thinks I'm a man.

"Judging from the colour of the paper, I'd say it's not a very girly choice." His friend stated, glancing at the rest of the notes, which were either red or pink in colour.

Cedric proceeded to fold his reply. And as soon as he did, the note disappeared with a 'poof!' and he and his friends remained stoned. Cedric let out a huff of laughter after a few seconds. His friends nodded, clearly impressed.

"It's rather like a game of cat and mouse, isn't it?" One of his friends said.

Cedric smiled sideways, and kept in thought for a moment, staring at his friend in wonder. "Who is this person?"

I smiled to myself and finished my food. I quickly got up and walked with a friend towards the next class.

I wondered what he wrote in his reply.

Boy, I love your style, love your smile,

Wish that you could be only mine,

Be only mine,

I can't let it go, I don't know what you're doin' to me,

You're so fine, ooh, you're so fine.

Chapter Two sneak peek:

Oh Cedric, you're so yummy, I want to gobble you up like the wolf did to those piggies.

"What the hell?" Cedric laughed out loud after opening the note. "I swear, I'm going to find this girl."