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𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐀𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐀𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 <𝟑

"𝕯𝖔 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖓 𝖒𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 ."- 𝓐𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓭 "𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓮𝔂𝓮" 𝓣𝓪𝓻𝓰𝓪𝓻𝔂𝓮𝓷

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Cedric Diggory being protective over his deaf S/O would include

request: can you do extremely protective Cedric Diggory with a clingy deaf reader please? thank you!

note: im sorry i didnt make this into a fic but im slowly trying to get back into writing!

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- when you first met, Cedric made it his life mission to learn sign language, dating or not

- will secretly make sure that you made it to class alright and you had no troubles with other students

- when he does start learning sign language, Cedric asks you himself if you and him could work 

- you giggled and nodded, telling him you would love that (even though he didnt understand entirely)

- you start teaching Cedric sign language and help him form words and sentences while adding a couple color words in his vocabulary

- Cedric walking you to your classes and to your dorms, always holding conversation with you

- talks to you even though you cant hear him but you try to read his lips and stay in the conversation

- sits with you at lunch and you keep teaching him new words and do the alphabet at least once

- Cedric starts going to the doctors with you about cochlear implants and is there if you decide to get them or not

- he’s lowkey kinda nervous when he asks you out, wanting to make sure he isn’t signing anything wrong

- is sitting alone with you by a fire in the Great Hall when he asks you out, making you smile and hugging him out of happiness

- Cedric still walks you to class, arm around you the entire time as you rub patterns on his side

- makes sure to take you out on a date once a week, seeing the world outside of Hogwarts

- always checking to see if anyone gives you problems and talks with the Golden Trio to see how you’re doing

- saying “i love you” in sign language every chance you get

- you and Cedric can have full on conversations all day in sign language if you wanted to

- Cedric holding your hand if you do/don’t decide to get implants

- not being afraid of giving bullies a piece of his mind if they hurt you

- checking with teachers to make sure you’re doing okay and can understand

- Cedric always being there to comfort you during your low points

- always knowing how to make you feel special and good about yourself, deaf or not

- you not being able to keep your hands off him, hugging him every chance you get

- always trying to get kisses on your free time

- him always kissing your hand

- taking his hufflepuff sweaters

- always holding onto his arm and kissing his hand

- clapping him on during quidditch matches and almost fighting everyone who hits him

- telling Cedric that you can handle yourself through school even though he wants to care about you

- loving his support and lovingness

- reading his lips just for the fact that you love staring at them

- Cedric respecting you and wanting to see you do things on your own (while always being there)

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Byeeeee , I'm gonna go cry now . JK Rowling should've made this happen.

ᴀɴᴅʀᴇᴡ ᴠᴀɴᴡʏɴɢᴀʀᴅᴇɴ ~ ᴍɢᴍᴛ.

⡷⠂ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ, ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ɪᴛ ᴀ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʀᴇᴇꜱ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʜᴀᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ⠐⢾

𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 ? , 𝙸𝚝 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 , 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 . - 𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚅𝚊𝚗𝚠𝚢𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗

we are who we are // fred weasley

Summary: You feel you’re unworthy of love, and Fred proves you’re wrong.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Reader

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings: mean comments towards the reader, self-esteem issues, angst with a happy end

A/N: As always, please remember English is not my first language. Thanks to @coffee-jelly544​ for proofreading this!

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You stormed out the Great Hall, running through the corridors ignoring the glances other students were giving you. You stumbled toward your usual spot, your favorite tree. You liked how it lifted his branches to the sky as if his mere existence were enough to drive away the gloom and command the sun to shine on his waxy leaves. His bark glistened like the perfect type of gold, the kind that lifts the mind to dizzying heights of imagination, opening doorways to wondrous realms. It was no surprise that you went to the tree when your spirit needed to recharge; the touch of the trunk and thick branches felt like a hug from the gods above. This time, though, was different. You couldn’t get the pain to go away even as you slid down its trunk into a curled position, tears flowing down your cheeks.

Your mind was filled with the echo of his nasty remarks. Again and again. Never stopping. Mocking you. Making you feel stupid. Aiming to hurt you, even if he didn’t know you were listening.

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