I Hate Him, I Hate Him Not, Just Kidding I Hate Him- Cedric Diggory

I hate him, I hate him not, just kidding I hate him- Cedric Diggory

You hated him, you absolutely hated him, from his perfect smile to his perfect reputation, and his perfect girlfriend to be. It’s not like you hated Cho Chang for any real reason she was just perfect and maybe it was the fact that your younger brother was chasing after her.

Yes, you were the older sister of Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived or what you loved to call him, The Bi Who Lived. People never really believed you were a Potter due to your deceased mother being a quidditch player, her title earning you a lot of stares like come on she was the famous one, not you. Your mother was not Lily Potter instead she was a random half-blood that James and Lily met during their Hogwarts years and fell for, luckily they all loved each other so they all married. James had gotten your mother pregnant during their time at Hogwarts which lead you to where you were now. A sixth year in Hogwarts and Merlin was it a horrible place to be. Hogwarts wasn’t terrible in fact you loved it but you hated that you had to be in school during the time they finally brought back the Triwizard Tournament.

Maybe you wouldn’t have such resentment for the Triwizard Tournament if you're brother hadn’t been unlucky enough to be chosen to be in it along with the bane of your existence, Cedric Diggory, the cause of your anger. So here you were now chasing after your brother who was going up to Cedric Diggory to talk to him about something and maybe if you were the bigger person you would be following Harry just cause but in complete honesty, you were following Harry to give the Hufflepuff a piece of your mind. How could the asshole give people badges being terrible to your brother who didn’t even want to be in the damned tournament.

You stop in front of Cedric and his friends just in time to hear them say something along the lines of, “That Potter girl is so odd who could ever love somebody like her? A freak just like her brother.” Sure you had a resting bitch face and didn’t necessarily like hanging out with many people and most definitely acted like a bitch but you never made it known that you hated Cedric Diggory but to see him smile and nod at his friend's words pissed you off more than he usually did.

Cedric sits up fast as soon as he sees the two Potters. “Can I have a word?” Harry asks and you were about two seconds from grabbing the asshole by the ear and dragging him off but you didn’t have to.

Cedric nods his head getting off the bench and following Harry, his friends making fun of your brother and the asshole laughing at their words pissing you off more and more as the seconds passed.

You chose to keep a safe distance and ignore what they’re talking about, that is until Cedric opens his mouth.“Hey, listen. About the badges, I’ve asked them not to wear them, but-”

With a scoff, you storm up to the Hufflepuff and glare at the boy. “Well, you must not have tried hard enough. Perfect Cedric Diggory couldn’t even stop his friends from wearing a stupid badge. Pathetic.” You spit out the word pathetic, your hand itching to grab your wand and hex the boy.

“What’s your problem?”

“You, you are my problem,” You say shoving him, effectively making him lose his balance giving you enough time to walk away. To say you were pissed would be an understatement, but what bothered you most was why you let him get to you this much. You wish you knew how the hell Cedric Diggory could get so deep under your skin.

God, you hated that asshole.

Or was it love as all your friends told you.

No, you hated him.

Or did you?

No, you definitely hated him.

Koko- sugar baby

Warnings: smut 18+ and angst

Smut ends after the ***

It had all started with a night out, celebrating your friend's birthday. She was ecstatic and while you were happy for her you weren’t exactly jumping in joy at the thought of spending a night out, clubbing in a crowded space with bodies grinding, people smoking, and drinking.

But you still went and who knew that night would have changed your life in so many ways. You had been in a short black dress that exposed more than it covered. If it was up to you, you would be at home watching a movie or anything else but this. Nevertheless you stood next to a bar getting drinks for your friends. That was until a man stopped next to you, staring down at you, assessing each and every one of your movements as if you were planning to kill him.

“What’s your name, pretty,” the man said next to you, clearly drunk, yet you still didn’t have enough courage to look up at him.

You hadn’t even known his name when you stumbled drunken into his home with him, his hands roaming your body, your legs wrapped around his waist, hands pulling on his white hair, his tongue shoved down your throat, moans and groans leaving the two of you. The white haired male that gave out dangerous vibes pinning you to the wall of his home rutting against you like a dog in heat.

“I’m Koko,” the man mumbles diving back into your mouth. Said man groans hitching you up higher, grabbing a knife from his pocket.

You gulp scared but excited not knowing where this was going, was he going to kill you, you wouldn’t doubt it after all he had a shroud of dangerous aura around him.

“May i?” Koko asks gesturing down to his cock that was stuffed painfully inside his pants then to your underwear.

You gulp but nod your head excitedly, if he waited any longer you swore you would explode and by the looks of it he would too.

Before you can second guess anything you feel your underwear rip into two, the next thing you know two fingers are plunged into your pussy.

“So fucking wet and tight, you sure you ain’t a virgin?” Koko murmurs, too distracted seeing his fingers enter your pussy and then leave shinier then before.

You didn’t know how you would fit his cock inside of you when just two of his slender fingers was enough to make you feel full.

Your thoughts stopped being insterupted by a moan, “This your spot princess?” Koko asks rhetorically already knowing he had found it.

Koko thrusts his fingers a couple more times relishing in your moans while you were relishing in the pleasure of his fingers. It felt so good, you swore you were about to explode, or maybe that was just your upcoming orgasm. It was definitely that.

Just as you’re about to inform the man he pulls his fingers out. “The first time you cum it’s going to be on my cock,” just as fast as his fingers had left your warm embrace his cock had replaced them, not giving you a second to complain.

The complaint on your tongue melting away and instead being replaced by a loud whine mixed with a whimper, neither of you could tell what it was, all you knew was it erupted from the pain.

His fingers had stretched your pussy a significant amount but nothing could prepare you for the size of his cock. As soon as Koko thrusted it in you had felt as if you were being split into two, but you wouldnt change anything for this, the pain only adding to your pleasure.

“I’d trade all my money for this pussy.”

“Koko, faster,” you whimper digging your heels farther into his butt, attempting to encourage him to go faster and harder.

***

That was a year ago today, the man you now know very well had taken in interest in you after he had been buried to the hilt inside of you and he came knocking the very next day proposing the idea of friends with benefits. You had obviously agreed because he was Koko and he was attractive.

It was a friends with benefits but to you it seemed more like he was your sugar daddy, the white haired male choosing to spend thousands upon thousands on his pretty baby.

That’s where you were now, outside of Victorias Secret with a raspado, after you got dinner in the most expensive restaurant that one would have to make a reservation years ago just to spend oneevening at, but Koko was a powerful man and he was able to get a reservation with a snap of his fingers.

“Alright pretty baby get anything you want.”

You smile half heartedly at the sentiment before awkwardly picking up lingerie, you were astounded at the price for the clothes, well lack thereof. How were scraps of clothes so expensive?

Koko picks something up putting it against your body and you offer him a small smile looking at the price before putting it back down.

This goes on for a few more outfits and you could see Koko getting agitated each time you declined something so to make him feel a little better you picked up the least expensive, useful things you could find.

Koko picks up another bra looking proud of himself and you just politely shake your head turning your head to keep walking but his voice stops you.

“Stop being difficult and buy something damnit!”

You look shocked as Koko rolls his yes throwing the bra back on to the table. Trying to remain calm you whisper, “Koko it’s fine I don’t need anything else,” just as you lean on your tiptoes to peck him on the cheek but at the last minute he moves and dodges the kiss.

“I should have gotten a fucking sugar baby she would have appreciated all this shit going to waste, unappreciative brat.” You gasp as his words sharp as knives pierce your heart, you thought he actually cared for you but he just enjoyed not being alone.

“Then give these to your sugar baby along with my regards!” You shout throwing everything in his arms including ripping the gold necklace embedded with diamonds that spelled Koko off your neck and throwing it at him, including the rings and bracelets the man gave you.

You jog out of the store as Koko stands there baffled at what he said and for once you’re thankful the exit was near Victorias Secret.

Your luck continues as you see a taxi driver outside and you jump inside spitting out your address.

Five seconds later you regret your decision and instead tell the driver to take you to the nearest phone store.