Never follow someone else's path. Unless you're lost in the woods and see a path. Then by all means follow that path.

Ellen Degeneres

Yep still don't own Harry Potter. Darn.

I spent minutes looking at myself. It was impossible to deny, I had reincarnated as the prepubescent Twinkle vamp, Edward. Either that or I'm in a really intense hallucination. Or maybe it some weird coma. In any case I was in the body of a really young but clearly Edward. Or I guess it could just be the guy who played him.

"God damn it. This is so fucking confusing."

"Cedric, are you up? Breakfast is ready." A feminine voice yelled from downstairs.

I froze but was immediately relieved.

"Thank god, I'm Cedric Diggory not the sparkly one." Then it hit me.

"Wait Cedric dies….Fuck me."

XXXX

I crept slowly and quietly towards the kitchen where the smells of eggs and bacon were beckoning. I was starving but the lack of info was killing me and making me hesitant.

Why was I here? Was this really the Harry Potter world or was I just some kid who happened to look like the sparkly one and named Cedric? And the big one, how the hell was I alive? I distinctly remember the getting shot part.

Hell I didn't even know the women in front of me's name. She was standing in front of the stove and humming something I had never heard before. She had chestnut brown hair tied in a bun and a very graceful figure. She turned to me and smiled.

I guess I better play along until I know what the hell is going on. I put on my most chipper voice

"Morning mom. Something smells good." I figured that at least that much was a safe bet.

She smirked as she handed me the plate "Someone seems to be in a good mood. Excited?" She then put a plate of bacon, eggs, and toast in front of me as I sat down at the table.

Dammit. Excited about what? For all I know she was joking and all we were doing was going to the doctor or something,

"Yep." I said as I shoveled food in my mouth using it as a distraction.

"Son chew your food."

A man came in and kissed the woman on the cheek. He was a plain looking man with glasses who I immediately recognized as Amos Diggory from the movie Goblet of Fire. The pit in my stomach grew larger as I realized the implications.

"Morning dad." I said with a grin showing pieces of bacon off in my teeth.

"He gets his manners from you Amos." She said glaring.

He grew sheepish at that and changed the subject "So are you excited for your first day at Hogwarts."

And just like that it hit me. I was a wizard I could do magic.

The grin spread across my face and must have looked like I was the Cheshire cat.

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I was going to learn Transfiguration from McGonagall, Charms from Flitwick, I was even looking forward to Potions with Snape. I had always been a huge Harry Potter fan even going as far as to read fanfiction, the horror.

This was so exciting.

"Look at him I've never seen him so happy" The woman said smiling but soon she started crying.

"Come now Abby." Amos said patting what I now knew was Abby on the back "He has to leave the nest and flap his own wings. He will be fine. We will see him again in a few months for the winter break. "

"I just remembered I forgot to finish packing." I said jumping up from my chair and darting away.

I heard Amos' laughter followed by a slapping sound and an oomph.

"Be ready in half an hour Cedric. We have to leave by then, I won't have us behaving like the Weasleys." She yelled as I made it to the stairs.

"Ok Mom" I yelled back down the stair as bolted up them

Cedric did seem to be the responsible sort from the series but for all I know he really did forget to pack. Honestly I just wanted to see magic shit.

I made it back to my room and quickly noticed the trunk in the corner, I went to it and opened it up and immediately went giddy with glee.

The first piece of magic I had ever seen was right in front of me. The trunk was much larger on the inside then the outside. It probably was bigger than a trunk of a mid size sedan and it was full of books, potion ingredients, everything a wizard would need.

I then noticed a stick in a leather band on the lid. As I touch it warmth spread through my arm and then to the rest of my body. I removed it and sparks shot out the end.

I was glad no one was around because I was sure I looked ridiculous as I waved around what I now knew was my wand. Sparks flew as I danced around giggling like a school girl.

After much reluctance I put the wand away and pulled out the books one by one. Each one made me giddy. I could already see that I was going to be even more into magic books then Hermoine. I also found the Hogwarts letter and made sure I had everything else on the list.

Since I had that done I took out the wand and Standard Book of Spells Year 1. I flipped through it till I found probably one of the most famous spells in all Potterdom.

"Wingardium leviosa"

I pointed it at a shoe, did the swish and flick just like I had seen done in the movies dozens of times, and it shot up like a cannon. The bounce off the roof made a noise loud enough to immediately make me freeze.

Shit I forgot I'm not allowed to do magic outside of school.

I waited and when neither my parents or an owl came sweeping in I relaxed.

So I guess that whole not doing magic outside of school only applies to muggle raised kids. Makes sense as the trace somehow thought Dobby's magic came from Harry in the 2nd book. Its probably based on where the Magic is done. In magic places or homes it can't tell who cast. The Weasleys were pretty much by the book types that didn't break the rules but there appears to be no enforcement outside muggle raised.

I was going to have fun abusing that loophole next summer.

I practiced for a few more minutes and had got the shoe to almost hover steadily but wasn't quite perfect.

"Cedric come on, we are about to leave." Abby shoted from downstairs.

I reluctantly stopped and put the shoe where it belonged on my foot along with its companion.

"Coming Mom" I shouted back

I started to pick up the trunk to take it downstairs when there was an audible pop and a small creature with big ears wearing a sack appeared.

"I will get that Master Cedric" He said with a smile.

"A house elf" I shouted with glee.

"Yes sir Master Cedric" He said with a high pitch but other wise normal voice/accent.

"Why don't you speak broken english?" I blurted out before I realized how rude it was.

He looked affronted "I was taught at Oxford sir."

I looked at him blankly.

Nope not going to try and figure this out.

"Ok then. What was your name again I seem to have forgotten?" I said

He looked at me suspiciously. "Bernard sir."

"Bernard. Thank you for getting the trunk"

He seemed mildly surprised but quickly schooled it away. This guy was nothing like Dobby or Kreacher. It was weird it was more like he was a small green butler. He disappeared with the trunk and I went downstairs.

We were apparently flooing because Amos and Abby were at the fireplace smiling as I made it to the living room.

"Come on now Son or we'll be late." Amos said, handing me the floo powder.

He threw some powder in, stepped in and said "Platform 9 ¾" and was gone.

"So Cool" I said as I pondered the sheer ridiculousness of wizard travel.

It was effectively teleportation which should be impossible or at the very least require absolutely insane amounts of power. I was learning Apparition as soon as I could find a way of doing so. Surely some sketchy adult would teach someone if you paid enough even if you were underage.

Abby then gestured for me to go first. I took some powder and did like Amos had done.

"Platform 9 ¾"