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neglect [c.d]

word count: 1.5k

pairing: cedric diggory x reader

warnings: slight angst? idk 

a/n: i’m not sure i like the end of this, but i hope you enjoy!

request:  How about some Sirius Black or Cedric Fluff?? :) (requested by @weapinggwillowss)

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you were sitting in the hufflepuff common room, your homework sprawled out in front of you, though it was long forgotten as your gaze was set intently on the flames burning brightly in front of you. 

you were meant to meet your boyfriend, cedric, in the common room an hour ago so he could help you with a potions essay you were particularly struggling with. 

with a sigh, you finally tore your gaze from the beautiful fire, a last glance shooting around the common room in search of the boy before giving up and packing up your supplies.

recently, you hadn’t seen much of him. he was currently in his seventh year, a year above you, and he had been swarmed with his duties as a prefect. not to mention he also happened to be fighting in the legendary triwizard tournament as the hogwarts champion, but that wasn’t something you were too fond of. 

as his partner, you worried for the boy’s life, knowing well that it was more than possible he came out dead. it didn’t seem to stop him though, and rather than fighting, you chose to support him as best you could (though you did still express your concerns to him privately.)

of course, you didn’t blame him for struggling to find time for you recently. he had quite a full plate, and he was doing amazing at balancing it all. you knew if he could find time for you, he would. he only had two tasks left, and then the two of you could go back to the way things were. 

you couldn’t wait for that day, as with every passing day, a feeling of dread worsened as each task grew nearer.

you decided instead to head to the library, knowing you’d find much more quiet there than elsewhere. you spotted hermione, and smiled kindly at her, asking if you could sit with her, knowing full well that the two of you would actually get something done. 

she agreed, and you two worked quietly, her managing to help you with the essay your boyfriend was supposed to assist you with. still, hermione was incredibly bright for her age, and had no problem helping. 

you worked hard for some time before a first year came bounding into the library, eyes landing on your figure and made his way over. 

“excuse me?” he piped, catching both yours and hermione’s attention. “professor dumbledore would like to see you both!” he exclaimed, and you and the girl across from you exchanged confused looks before shrugging and putting your supplies in your bags, thanking the first year and watching him scurry off. 

“strange. i wonder what he wants from us?” you spoke, though hermione didn’t answer, as she was just as confused.

you both made your way to dumbledore’s office, seeing the door already open. you climbed the stairs, stepping into his office. you saw ron and a small blonde girl who looked almost identical to fleur in there already, and suddenly you realized this must be for the next task. 

you stepped into line with the other two, taking in a sharp breath as you stared at the back of dumbledore’s chair. he briskly turned around, standing in front of the four of you. 

“i’m sure you’re all wondering why i brought you here.” you all nodded, “you’re here because you all are of great importance to the champions. i promise, this won’t hurt a bit.” before any of you could respond, everything went black.

cedric searched frantically for his girlfriend, cursing himself for sleeping through their study date. everything had been so much for him, he had been absolutely exhausted and thought taking a small nap would do him good, only one hour turned to three and he had only woken up to see an empty common room. 

he asked around, only receiving shrugs in turn from his fellow housemates, meaning she must not have been around for some time. he frowned, guilt flooding his being as he realized he stood her up, again.

he checked her usual hangouts; the library, the courtyard, the great hall. he even found several friends, and seemingly no one had seen her for hours. this worried him, as you knew many people throughout the castle and were always around. 

after searching over what felt like the entire school grounds, he retreated back to his common room, flooded with guilt and sadness. as much as he wanted to find you, he had the second task tomorrow, and he promised himself he’d catch you in the morning before he had to leave.

the next morning, he sat in the great hall, his eyes scanning the waves of students in a desperate attempt to find you, though something told him he wasn’t going to be seeing you before the second task. 

“mate, you’ve got to eat.” his friend told him, smiling sympathetically, knowing the pain he was enduring. cedric frowned, but did as told. he was the hogwarts champion after all, and though he would much prefer to spend his time looking for you, he knew he had a responsibility and was going to do his best. for you, if anything. maybe then his actions would have some sort of justification. 

the excuse sounded lame even in his own head.

the time for the task came much faster than cedric would’ve liked, and he stood with the other three champions, facing the great lake. now standing before it, about to jump in and being so unsure of what to expect, he felt a shiver run down his spine. 

it no longer seemed like the warming lake he once thought it to be. it seemed murky, mysterious. scary, even. still, he took a deep breath, readying himself, as did those beside him. he cast a charm upon himself just before the horn blew, and he dove into the dark waters.

when he finally arrived at the merpeople’s village, he froze in shock. there you were, beautiful as ever, your ankle gently tied and holding you down under the water. he quickly shook himself out of his thoughts, nodding to harry who had already arrived, before shooting a spell at the rope and cutting you loose, pulling you to the surface. 

you gasped for air, your eyes shooting open and the sound of cheering filled your ears. you turned, looking at cedric, who was smiling down proudly at you. you smiled softly back, and the two of you made your way over to the platform, receiving towels to fight the freezing wind blowing against your soaked clothing.

cedric was being congratulated by students, so you decided to find a quiet place to sit, on the other edge of the platform away from everyone. you smiled, watching cedric’s face light up when he was told he was in first place. 

cedric finally managed to slip away from the crowd, making his way over to you. a guilty smile was present on his face, and he looked at you hopefully. 

“i don’t suppose you have a minute?” he teased, though you could tell he was nervous by the shake in his voice. 

“of course.” you answered, gesturing for him to sit next to you.

he did so, and the two of you sat in silence for a moment before he spoke, “look, y/n. i just wanted to apologize.” you turned to him, a questioning expression on your face. 

“for..?” he sighed, running a hand through his wet hair. 

“for missing our date.. again.” 

you smiled sadly, but forced a more convincing one. “it’s fine, cedric, really-” you tried, but he put a hand up to stop you. 

“it’s not fine, y/n. we’ve barely spoken these past weeks about anything other than the tournament, and it’s my fault. i’ve been so busy that i’ve been neglecting you and our relationship. it’s not an excuse, i know. i’m going to make it up to you, if you’ll let me.”

you were speechless, and didn’t know how to respond. everything he said was true, you couldn’t deny it, and a part of you didn’t want to. you were glad he came to his senses. 

you smiled, genuinely, and pressed a small kiss to his cheek. “i’d love that.” he lifted an arm, allowing you to move closer to him, resting your head on his shoulder. 

he wrapped his arm tightly around your shoulder, and the two of you sat peacefully. 

the task ended, and the students quickly filed out of the stands, but the two of you sat unmoving, catching up about everything and anything, other than the tournament of course. you two had had more than enough with that. 

you ended up staying long after everyone else, the two of you simply enjoy one another’s company. cedric never took his eyes off you, and gave you his full attention. and this, you realized, was what you missed most about him. 

from then on, he promised to always make time for you until the day he died, and that he did. only that day came much sooner than he had planned.

Imagine being Roberts makeup artist...

From me to you | C.D.

Cedric Diggory x Reader

Warning:references to death

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Summary:After Cedric’s death you find a letter left on your bed.

The chaos exploded around you:people jumped on their feet,shaking their hands in the air to celebrate the boys who had just came out from the labyrinth. You woke up too,trying to see who the winner of the Triwizard tournament was but while everyone was celebrating you soon realised that something was wrong.

Harry seemed to be almost a little dot from your seat but you immediately realised he was holding Cedric in a too weird way,and the Hufflepuff wasn’t even moving. You woke up,trying to walk down the field seats when Fleur’s scream froze the air. The students suddenly became silent as McGonagall turned around asking everyone to stay in their seats.

Your hands were shaking at the thought of what could had just happened and,soon,all your fears turned into reality. <<That’s my son!>> Cedric’s father yelled with tears falling down from his eyes. Your stomach suddenly twisted itself,throwing up its acid while you felt your throat being tied in a tight knot. Your usually bright eyes lost their lights and begun to burn like fire while your cheeks suddenly turned into slides for sealed tears. Even your legs couldn’t make you stand properly as you leaned your body against Pansy Parkinson’s who was standing right beside you

None of you ever got along well with the other,but in that moment all she could do was holding you. A hand of hers rested on your back while the other on your tummy as your eyes met:Pansy was crying too,her breath was short and heavy. You stared into each other’s eyes for a few seconds and then you pulled away,running.

You made your way in between the students,hitting Ron who looked at you with the saddest stare you had ever seen in the last years. You even bumped into George and Fred,almost falling as the second one caught you right in time <<Y/n>> he tried to speak but you pushed him and kept running,crossing also Cho Chang’s way. You saw her on her knees,desperately sobbing with Luna right next to her,looking extremely hurt.

Once you made it out with not a single professor seeing you leaving you locked yourself in your bedroom.

Your back slipped along the cold wood of the door. The air was silent,not a single noise could be heard expect the ones from your sobs.

You curled up yourself,hugging your legs you had brought against your chest and hiding your face in the cloth of your uniform skirt.

Your breath was short,you were almost gasping for air while Cedric’s memories crossed your mind like movie scenes. His smile,his pinky cheeks,his hand holding yours. Everything was now just an image stuck in your mind which made your heart emotional.

<<Y/n!>> Cedric greeted you with a soft smile,wrapping your body in a tight hug. His hands caressed your back slowly as you hid your face in the crook of his neck. His scent filled your nostril. Fresh grass and hot thea:it was the boy’s scent which reminded you of home.

You shaked your head,waking up and walking towards your bed. You sat on it and rested your head on your pillow,sliding the hands underneath it. You realised that someone left a sheet of paper under the pillow.

You sat,holding what looked like a letter and read it.

To:Y/n

From:Cedric (Ced) Diggory

Dear Y/n,

As a child mum used to tell me to write down the feelings I couldn’t control to focus on them and on how contain the little flames they sent to my heart.The recipient of my letters used to be a so called “Jace”,he was my imaginary friend. A queit type,I remember describing him like that. But today I’m not writing to him,actually I don’t even know who I’m writing to. I’m not a child anymore,but I don’t even feel to be an adult. I’m in the middle of the thin strand of my life and I’m trying to not fall in the ocean under me. The funny part of what’s going on? I’m writing this letter the night after the first task of the Triwizard Tournament:the most dangerous competition of the entire Wizarding World which I have,obviously,taken part to. A paradox,you see. I regret it. I do. I put my name in the Goblet of fire during a moment of overstatement of myself. I was feeling confident,strong,powerful,I was feeling like someone my friends would look up to...I was feeling like an adult. But I’m not. I’m just a seventeen year old boy who has just realised he wants to live the life of a seventeen year old boy. Not the life of an adult,nor of a hero,or of a fighter.

Is it too late to understand what I put myself into? I do think so,but I can’t go back in time. The concern has begun to grow,the fear has begun to take control and I’m overthinking everything. During the night I lay down and I ask myself if after the tournament I’ll be a different person. Will I keep doing everything in the same way? Will I keep seeing everything in the same way? Then,when I’m finally falling asleep the scariest question starts floating in my mind:will I be able to spend the rest of my life with the people I love? Or will I become a ghost? Someone has just popped in my mind. Someone with a beautiful smile,a girl,with a beautiful smile.

I walk her to class everyday just to see it. She’s the prettiest girl on earth,the strongest,she taught me that every scar is a sign of victory. Her name’s Y/n. Such a sweet name. Such a sweet voice. She always greets me with a soft “Hi” and she calls me “Ced”. Once I asked her why:she said that “Ced” suits me better than “Cedric” because it sounds cuter. I don’t really know if she was just fooling me or if she was telling the truth,but I loved the way she talked to me. Y/n’s my best friend,maybe something more for me. I don’t know if she has the same feelings. I think she’s my soulmate. Not in a foolish way,like what you see in random movies. A real soulmate:the piece which complete you perfectly,the piece of the puzzle which complete the whole picture. I’m not saying this just because we think and act almost in the same way,I’m saying this because when I look at her I’m SURE she’s understanding my feelings,I’m SURE she knows what’s going on in my head,so she speaks and says the right thing at the right moment of the right day.I’m so grateful for Y/n. She’s the only person I’d love to spend the rest of my life with. I’d love to wake up in the morning and see her pretty smile,I’d love to look into her eyes and see the same,deep,clear ocean everyday. I want to hug her and protect her from the worst things of this world,from the cruel life,from the pain. I want to run with her in a field of daisies and butterflies. This is what I fear now:losing her,hurting her. What if she will lose me and it will be my own fault? As I said before I put my name in the Goblet of fire in a moment of overstatement of myself but when I saw all my friends cheering for me I didn’t want to disappoint them,but in not trying to disappoint the whole chorus I disappointed the most important voice. Y/n didn’t want me to take part to the tournament. She told me it was too dangerous,that I would regret everything. And she was right. I’m an hypocrite:I ignored her and now I’m here feeling sorry for hurting her feelings and scared for what my future is going to be. Such a trouble maker. An idiot,that’s better maybe,and as an idiot I should burn this letter in the fireplace,but I’m not. I’m sending this to Y/n.

Dear Y/n,now I’m talking directly to you,I’m not just writing random feelings down anymore. I don’t know how I’ll sent this letter to you,maybe through an howl or maybe I’ll just ask Harry,but please read it until the end. You deserve to read my previous words and the following:I love you. I love you with my whole hurt and I apologise for being too impulsive,I apologise if I’ll hurt you,if you’ll cry sour tears for me,I apologise for not listening to the most important person of my life just not to disappoint someone else.I really do. I hope you’ll find this letter and you’ll bring it to me to slap me in the face,telling me that I’m an idiot and then laugh together at how much dramatic I’m being,but if it won’t happen,please,know that I will always be by your side. No matter what. So please,I’m begging you:forgive me. Forgive me for the happy ending we won’t get. Keep on with your life,find someone that will love you and listen to you in the right way. Find someone you’ll hug with the same love you hugged me,find someone you’ll talk to with the same sweetness you talked to me,find someone who won’t throw everything away and regret it when it’s too late and make them dream as much as I dreamed about you and all your little things. You’re the only one who made me feel alive. Thank you.

Be happy,Y/n.

Forever yours,

Cedric (Ced) x.

Worried - Cedric Diggory

Cedric x Fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 313

Summary: Y/n’s worried about Cedric being in the tournament.

Authors Note: He never died in this I hated that part!

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“I’m worried about you.” Y/n stated to her boyfriend as she nervously played with her fingers.

“I’ll be fine.” Cedric smiled over his shoulder as he grabbed his wand off his desk.

“They say this is the most dangerous challenge, Cedric.” Y/n stresses hoping he would understand where she’s coming from.

“Hey.” Cedric turned walking towards her. He reached his hands up to cup her cheeks, tilting her face to look him in the eyes. “I’ll be fine. Ok? Promise.”

As they headed to the final challenge. A maze. Once everyone was there and ready to start y/n had to move to the stands. Cedric turned around and looked up to where Y/n sat in the front row of the stands.

“I’ll be back before you know it.” he reached up to hold her hand for a brief moment, smiling up at her.

“I’ll hold you to that.” She smiled back best she could given how nervous she was for him. Y/n squeezed his hand back as tight as she could.

Waiting for Harry and Cedric was getting very nerve racking. Others showed up but they were still missing. Once they came through everyone cheered happily to see them come through okay. Y/n was happy as well till she studied the look on Cedric’s face. Specifically his eyes, and that was all it took for her to know something happened. But she’d ask him later, as for now she just wanted to hold him. Know he’s okay.

“Oh thank God.” She said as she reached him from running down the stairs to hug him.

Cedric wrapped his arms around her tightly once she was in his reach. After what he just went through and finding out Voldermorts back Cedric was just happy to be holding her in his arms once again. “I told you I’d be ok.”

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Quidditch Brings People Together - Cedric Diggory

Cedric x Fem!Reader Potter

Warnings: none

Word count: 323

Summary: Cedric meeting you when they all meet up for the quidditch world cup. Falling for each other almost instantly.

Authors Note: Beginning of the 4th movie

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“Who are we meeting up with?” Y/n asked as she swallowed the group of friends her and her brother kept.

“You’ll see.” Mr. Weasly tells the group with an excited smile.

“A friend.” Fred smiled, turning to look at the female Potter.

“A good friend.” George also smiled, turning around.

Not long after they all stopped walking, they met up with the mysterious ‘Friends’.

“Who's that?” Y/n questioned looking at the boy around their age.

“Cedric Diggory. He’s a year older than us I believe.” Hermoine told her squinting as she thought about it.

“He’s cute.” Y/n nudged her shoulder to shoulder and the two girls giggled.

Cedric goes to introduce himself once he noticed the movement and heard the laughter. Cedric headed straight for Y/n upon noticing her beauty and smile.

“Cedric Diggory.” Cedric holds his hand out, a friendly smile on his lips.

Hermione nudged Y/n subtly when she just stared surprised at Cedric.

“Y/n Potter.” Y/n smiled, shocking his hand.

“Nice to meet you Y/n Potter.” 

“Likewise Cedric Diggory.” Y/n nodded looking up at him through her lashes.

“Are you excited?” Cedric asked wanting to keep talking to her, get to know her as they walked to catch up with the group. That’s when Y/n noticed Herminoe had left the two of them alone.

“Very, I’ve never been before. Have you?” Y/n questioned back as they walked side by side to the port key.

“Once. It’ll be fun.” He tells her excitedly.

“I’ll trust you on that.” Y/n looked up to him feeling even more excited from his comment.

As they got to the boot port key and layed down grabbing it somewhere, Cedric decided to ask inquiring about later at the quidditch game. “Mind if I sit next to you?”

“No problem.” Y/n answered quickly, liking the idea of spending even more time with the hufflepuff.

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Tetrachromat ||Harry Potter

Pairing: Cedrico Diggory x Reader // Hermione Granger x Reader

Summary: In a world where you can see 100 million different shades, every day means a new discovery. But among so many, you find something completely different in someone

Word Count: 2,6k

N / A:  tetrachromatism or tetracromacia comes from the mixture of two words of Greekorigin,"tetra" means "four" and "Chroma" which means "color". A tetrachromat person has 4 cell cones, instead of 3 which is more common, and this makes him sensitive to a wider color spectrum. 

Part II

 I had just come home after a tiring day at work, when I came across a scene that I hadn't seen in a long time. There was a brown owl on the steps of my house, I looked around and then walked over to it, took the letter that was tied to one of its legs, and a few seconds later I saw it flying across the London sky back to Hermione, after all there is no one but her that I know in the Wizarding World. As she was waiting for me there for a long time, I'm sure my parents haven't arrived yet, as they would have let her in. 

I left my bag on the sofa and sat down to read it immediately, I hadn't heard from her in over a year and sometimes I feared the worst had happened. The last thing I received was a warning, she had told me that she couldn't get in touch because she had an important mission to do and that when it was over, we could talk again. 

“Dear friend, 

It has been a week since the war ended, the Wizarding World is turned upside down but we are at peace and rebuilding ourselves now. I'm sending this letter to let you know that I'm going to visit my parents' house in a few days and I would like to see you too. After lunch next Saturday it seems like a good time. 

I have more things to tell you than I can put into words, I would also like to ask you a favor, but we can resolve this later. 

 With love, Hermione. ”

This visit was only the first of many. We talked as far as she could tell me, some issues were still sensitive and very recent and I obviously respected that, but even without many details, knowing the things that happened was difficult to process and she also respected that. 

We started seeing each other more than once a week, my parents managed to help locate Hermione's parents very easily, since our families have been neighbors and close friends for a long time. That was the favor she asked for and I immediately agreed. 

Over the course of two months, things were returning to their proper place and I had been officially invited by the brunette to visit their version of London and of course, I accepted. I was looking forward to that day, in the last letter I received, she told me that she would like to introduce Harry and Ronald, her boyfriend, to me. It is strange to think that I had heard everything about them, literally everything that happened at Hogwarts I knew from letters, but that we never actually talked. 

On the day that the visit was finally going to happen, I was more nervous than I had imagined. At 9 am, I was just getting ready when I heard a huge noise in the living room and for a few seconds I was scared, until I remembered that the girl warned me that this would happen. 

I could hear my parents' voices downstairs and I didn't even have to worry about hurrying, the only thing that caught my attention were the steps on the wooden stairs and then a light knock on the door. 

- Come in, Mione - I replied calmly, knowing who I was as I finished putting on my boots. 

- It's really impressive how you always guess right - she replied with a smile and came in, sitting next to me. 

- It's not very difficult, nobody in this house really knocks on the door before entering, although I keep complaining about it - we both smiled at my comment and I continued - I thought you were going to bring Harry and Ronald - I commented getting up and she immediately laughed , leaving me confused. 

- It is weird to hear you saying "Ronald" so formally, it seems that you do not know him- she explained to me and I had to laugh too.

- I think so too, but as I don't know him personally, it doesn't feel right to be informal, I can't explain it, but anyway, I'm ready to go. 

 We said goodbye to my parents before apparating to a street with several different stores. We walked a lot and it was nice to see how people were happier after all the terror that happened. 

Many people stopped to talk to Mione, she tried to disguise it but I noticed perfectly how well it did her, as if the whole sacrifice was worth it because no one would have to suffer or be afraid anymore. 

It was only at lunchtime that we met with the others at a restaurant, that I had to insist a lot to go and exchange my money because Hermione wanted to pay, since I was the guest of the day. 

Along the way, I noticed how this London is more normal than I imagined it to be, I have to look closely to see the less drastic differences.

- Is it true that you see different colors from everyone ?? - the redhead asked unable to hold himself and I just laughed at Hermione's indignant expression - Ouch! What? It’s not true? - He put his hand behind his head, where he had been slapped by the brunette next to him.  

 We had come in less than 5 minutes ago, I thought it was going to be a lot more uncomfortable than it really was. Right after the introductions, Ronald asked me that question and I admit that I was a little surprised. I had no idea that Mione talked about me for them. 

- It is true, colors work in a different way for me. Around everything there are colors popping out before my eyes - I tried to explain as easily as I could with a smile. 

- Around people too ?? Around us now, have colors ?? - his eyes sparkled with excitement when I agreed - what do you see around me ?? - he added with interest in his voice. 

- Many shades of red, blue and orange - I said after analyzing him for a few seconds.

- Hey, it reminds me of that book you gave me. The psychology of colors - her smile opened immediately when she remembered.

- Psychology? It couldn't have a better word for a title? Nobody in their right mind would read that - Ron leaned back in his chair and Harry's posture changed, as if he expected what was coming. 

- That book has the meaning of each color, I like to think that colors describe people but since you are not interested, I will not say it - the two went from water to wine in a matter of seconds.

- We are interested, how could I not have been told about this before ?? - The brown-eyed boy looked at her as if he had been terribly betrayed. 

- We had bigger concerns Ronald, since the first year you two took me into trouble that could have cost our life or our expulsion - she stared at him seriously and not a trace of remorse stamped his face.

- But you don't regret living all these adventures, right? It was fun at least, most of them - he replied leaning over to her with a wide smile. 

- Well, some choices could be decided much more sensibly, we weren't that much of a child - she said moving away to the side as the other approached - what are you doing, Ronald? - her cheeks burned a light pink. 

- What is the definition of red? - Harry said suddenly, taking my attention from the couple next to me, he looked as comfortable as I did. 

- Well, usually strong emotions. Passion, love, anger .. I see it in all of you, but it is not up to me to point out exactly what it means in each case - I said looking at the three since I received attention from the lovebirds. 

- And do you have proof of that? Is it really true ?? - He asked me again, even more curious. 

- In terms of colors and meanings, yes, but as there are few people with my condition, no researcher has identified the relationship of colors with what is around them. I like to believe it's true, so far it's not wrong and I have tested it several times. 

 We continued talking animatedly, even after our orders arrived. The topic of colors continued until everyone was satisfied with their definitions and then they decided to tell me some mini adventures that they lived together, which I still didn't know about. 

- And after all this episode with the spider, he had the courage to say that they didn't do it wrong, as if my head had almost been eaten by mistake - Ron said with wide eyes while gesturing non-stop. 

 We all laughed but I lost focus on the conversation as soon as two men stopped by our table, clearly father and son or something, due to the clear age difference. Both had friendly smiles on their faces, but the youngest one caught my attention the most. 

I just managed to hear an echo in my head of what the conversation was about, I obviously wasn't looking at him because it would be rude and it's not the kind of thing I would have the courage to do shamelessly. 

- We haven't seen each other in a while, Mr. Diggory, oh by the way, this is a friend of mine - Mione nodded at me and I smiled, just before I introduced myself and they did the same.

 Cedric, it’s his name. I remained distracted by my own thoughts until a tap on the shoulder woke me up, they were no longer there but I could tell they were at a nearby table. 

- Hey, I was talking to you - she said with an expression of indignation and a little bit of concern too - oh, finally back to this planet - she completed it as soon as she got my attention again. 

- What were you going to say, Mione? - I felt my face heat up but I tried to hide it as much as possible, the less attention for this moment of mine the better.

 The brunette decided to leave the questions for later and I thanked her internally for that. After we finished eating, it was just the two of us again since apparently both of the boys had plans for the rest of the day. 

- Did something bother you earlier? You didn't even look at us - I heard her say as we walked out of the restaurant.

- Yes, but you don't have to worry about that, I just needed a few seconds to put my head in place - I hadn't even realized what that could mean until I saw the smile on her face. 

- Was just one "hello" enough for your head to get out of place? Not that I'm judging, that's usually how it was at Hogwarts - her tone was a little bit malicious and I instantly slapped your arm. 

- It was nothing like that, I had never seen anyone or anything with so many colors before. He had a rainbow of colors, I couldn't even process it properly - I used the lowest tone I could, after all we were still in public. 

- Are you sure?? Your vision may have confused him with the whole background -  the rational side spoke first and I shook my head - well, it doesn't seem like a coincidence. Cedric has always been the definition of Hufflepuff, I couldn't think of anyone else who could be a rainbow, literally speaking - her smile returned even more prominent. 

 As a last stop, we went back to Diagon Alley because apparently the desserts there were the best. I was about to find out if this is true or not, when Hermione told me she was going to get a book, which really isn't a surprise to anyone, so I enjoyed my chocolate cake alone, sitting at one of the round pink tables. 

- Hey, I didn't expect to see you here - it definitely wasn't a female voice, so as I looked ahead there he was again. 

- I would go anywhere to have such a good cake - we both smiled and I motioned him to sit on the currently empty chair - and what is your reason? I asked with one eyebrow raised. 

- I'm working as a house elf today, my dad ordered a huge order here and I came to get it - maybe I had paid more attention than necessary to his smile, but who can judge me?

- I don't want to disturb you, it must be important - I tried to be the most sincere in those words, but most of me wanted his presence for a few more minutes. 

- He won't mind waiting longer, I couldn't miss the opportunity to spend a few more minutes with such a beautiful girl - he dared to wink at me. 

 Before I could answer, the cashier who also owns the place came to our table personally and what she said made me blush hard. 

- Hello, your father's order is ready, Mr. Diggory and we also have a special promotion for couples, if you are interested - her smile was loving. 

 Cedric was as speechless as I was, both overflowing with redness in our face and the lady did not seem to understand the situation at all, she brought another menu with options for couples to our table before leaving us alone again. 

- This is not what I expected to happen, but this colorful cake looks really good - I blinked slowly and couldn't resist it, I had to laugh and the confused expression on his face made me laugh even more. 

- That was a very HufflePuff way of dealing with the situation and, by the way, you should try it. It suits you after all - I commented before eating my own cake. 

- Do you study at Hogwarts too? I mean, studied when it wasn’t destroyed. 

- Oh no, I'm not a witch. I know a lot about it ‘cause of Hermione, apparently you're quite popular - again I noticed the pink on his cheeks increase and I must say, it's amusing  to watch. 

- Not quite popular for sure, what else you know about me? - He regained his confident posture and raised an eyebrow in my direction. 

- Not beyond what I have already implied, but I would love to know more if it’s okay for you.

 Where did I get that confidence from? I'm not sure, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity and my attitude seems to have taken him by surprise as much as me. The words disappeared from his mouth as I grinned. 

- Is there a problem Cedric? - I was having more fun than I expected this afternoon. 

- I should have asked you out, but you were faster - he said so seriously frustrated but my only desire is  just to laugh.

- Oh, do you want to go out with me? I meant to get to know each other as friends - he stopped to analyze me and I tried to be serious but before he apologized, I held his hand - I was just kidding, I would love to go out with you - I winked at him before letting go. 

- You are really ... my heart is not going to have a minute of peace from now on, is it? 

- I will try to take it easy on you Diggory, but I don't know if I will be able to do it for long.  

 An hour later I left to look for Hermione with a promise from Cedric, we would meet again next week.

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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.

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