Y/N POV:

"Can't believe Harry survived - I mean I'm bloody relieved but he scared me so much!" I said, as me, Fred, George, Katie and Lee left the stadium.

"I think it was brilliant." George replied, grinning.

"Only because you won 40 galleons in bets, Weasley." Katie pointed out.

"Ah yes! Now, this weekend, the Three Broomsticks is on us!" Fred announced, bowing and being silly.

"Now that sounds fun!" I said.

And with that, we made our way back up to the castle, with the trees shaking their leafs off around us.

As soon as I saw Cedric, I ran up to him and have him a big hug. I was so proud of him for fighting his dragon. I also turned to Cho and hugged her - she'd told me how scared she was for Cedric, and she was really brave too for watching it through. They both smiled at me after I pulled back from hugging them, and soon, they were engulfed by a crowd of fans and surprisingly, reporters.

I made my way back to the common room, and it was pretty quiet. Bet most people were out celebrating with one of the champions. I knew there was a party back at the common room for Harry, and I heard from walking past a loud second year, that Harry had opened his gold egg and it had screeched. It must've made people want to get a party started sooner. It was probably so quiet because of sound reduction spells. I was so lost in my own thoughts, that I jumped when a random fifth year walked down the corridor.

"You okay Black?" He asked.

"Yeah...Yeah...just a bit out of it today!" I replied, rushing forwards.

I turned to the next corridor, and that's when I saw them. Fred and a girl called Romilda. I think I'd seen her in one of my lessons - but I never really payed attention. They didn't see me as I froze, and then turned and left, and they didn't hear me as I cried. But that was a good thing. My vision was getting blurry from how many tears I was crying, and I began stumbling towards the abandoned seventh floor bathroom - no one used it anymore. I just slipped into the bathrooms, and grabbed both sides of a sink, and just cried.

I don't know how long I was there for, but by the time i was done, I couldn't cry any more. I splashed some water on my face and tried pulling myself together. Why was I so upset? It's not like he's my boyfriend. I do like him A LOT, but he has every right to go snogging whoever he pleases. I really shouldn't care this much. But I did.

No one could know where is been and what I had done, so I planned to go past the library, take a few books, and check the book signing sheet that no one else I knew was here during the time I was crying, and then tell everyone I'd been at the library. By the time I'd done that, my eyes weren't red anymore, only a bit puffy. I could say my favourite character died in one of the books - they'd believe it.

I got back to the common room, and as soon as the portrait opened, a loud blast of music hit me. I quickly rushed in, and slipped past my friends, and headed straight to the common room. But, on my way, I saw Fred and Romilda kissing again in the corner of the room. I turned back around and ran up the stairs - I knew no one saw me.

I opened the dormitory door, and the room was empty. I flung myself onto the bed and screamed into my pillow. Why was this bothering me so much? Is it because I've liked Fred for more than a year? Is it because I thought us brushing hands, and him slipping his hand around my waist, and us falling asleep together on the sofa, meant something more? Was it because I smelt him on my amortentia? It was probably all of the above - but I just couldn't face it. So, I just carried on hugging my pillow.

The noise from downstairs was getting louder. I knew I shouldn't waste my time over a boy, but I really wasn't in the mood to party. I skipped dinner too. I wasn't in the mood. I knew my friends would be too happy to notice - I wouldn't blame them, I wouldn't want to ruin their fun or happiness. So, I just stayed in my dorm, curled up on the windowsill with my blanket and book, and leant against the glass as the tears carried on rolling down my face, just like the raindrops in my window.