Cedric Diggory: Runaway

                                    

                                          
A/N: Let me know if you want some other shows as Hogwarts AUs. I can do Marvel, Haikyuu, Bnha, Ohshc, atla, Yuri On Ice, and maybe some others if you give me a significant backstory on their personality or something.

                          
I walk out of the classroom briskly, making sure to grab my bag on the way. Fucking Marcus Flint (Yeah I know run with it) won't leave me alone. Just because I'm a Hufflepuff doesn't mean I'm a fucking snowflake. Hell, everyone thinks I'm supposed to be soooo nice and then when they realize I have a temper and an attitude they act surprised. Everyone expects me to be so complacent and such a goody two shoes all the time and I'm sick and fucking tired of it. 
                          
I walk the familiar path up to the astronomy tower and arrive not so long after. I look out at the view, the sun was just beginning to set, painting the sky a gorgeous crimson color. I sit myself down in the dead center and proceed to take off my heavy outer robe and loosen my tie. I grab my bag and open it up, pulling out the ballpoint pen I snuck here after the winter holidays and my small leather bound notebook. 
                          
I look down at the start of the song I had written and wrack my brain for more words to go with it. I hum out the beginning chords to go with it as I look out at the sky, now turning into a blend of oranges, reds, and pinks. The sky is clouded over slightly and when I focus my eyes, I realize it started to drizzle slightly. I figured it out. I click my pen open and look at the words I had already written.
                          
(Song: Runaway by Aurora. For the sake of the storyline we're gonna say Y/N created this song but all credits go to Aurora.)
                          
And I was running far away-
                          
That was all I originally had. It sounded better in my head but now I know what I'm going to write. This was going to be the chorus but now I can think of the first verse and what it'll be too. One of the best feelings in the world is when I know what I'm going to write, my pen flying across my paper rapidly.
                          
I was listening to the ocean
I saw a face in the sand
But when I picked it up
Then it vanished away from my hands, down
I had a dream I was seven
Climbing my way in a tree
I saw a piece of heaven
Waiting, impatient, for me, down
                          


                          
There. First Verse. That sounds pretty good if I do say so myself! Now for the chorus.
                          
And I was running far away
Would I run off the world someday?
Nobody knows, nobody knows
I was dancing in the rain
I felt alive and I can't complain
But now take me home
Take me home where I belong
I can't take it anymore
                          


                          
Perfect. Now I want to go dance in the rain. I've gotten the chorus and first verse, I'll figure out the second verse and the bridge later. I grab my stuff and pack it up, running down out of the Astronomy Tower. I rush past the other teachers and greet them with small waves until I manage to get out to the hooded bridge that crosses over the canyon separating the castle from the forest. I get to the end of the bridge and place my stuff on the ground and taking off my shoes and socks. I take off my outer robe once again so I'm left in my skirt (Or pants if skirts are unbearable to you) white dress shirt, gray sweater vest, and my Hufflepuff tie. I take a deep breath before running out from the safe cover of the bridge and into the now slightly harder rain. 
                          
I let out a small excited squeal as the cool rain pelts down on my body, seeping through my clothes. The feel of it was amazing. I haven't done this since I was a child. I spin around with my arms out and decide to start singing my song,
                          
 "I was listening to the ocean
I saw a face in the sand
But when I picked it up
Then it vanished away from my hands, down
I had a dream I was seven
Climbing my way in a tree
I saw a piece of heaven
Waiting, impatient, for me, down"