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proud [h.p]

word count: 1.5k

pairing: harry potter x diggory!reader

warnings: angst, cedric’s death

a/n: i changed the request a little bit, but i hope you enjoy it nonetheless! *italics = a dream*

request: Hii luv can u do a Harry x reader where is Cedrics younger sister who is dating Harry and she goes along with the trio to find the huxorucs and instead of Hermione it’s the reader! And she gets flashbacks of her brother! And u can do the rest! Hope this isn’t too much!! (Can this be fluffy plz!) love u (requested by anon)

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“please be careful.” you pleaded to him, a sinking feeling weighing down on you. 

“i will. i always am.” he said, his boyish smile easing you slightly. 

“i love you ced. i’ll kill you if you get yourself hurt.” you said jokingly, though the uneasy smile on your face told you true feelings. 

he sighed, pulling you into a hug. “y/n, i promise. i’ll be okay. this is what i’ve been training for; it’s just an enchanted maze. how dangerous could it be?” 

“no!” you cried, seeing his body hit the ground. “cedric!” you wailed, your legs giving out under you and falling to your knees. he couldn’t be gone. he promised. he promised he’d be okay. 

you distantly heard your father scream and run towards the middle of the field, and you somehow found it in you to follow him. you wanted so desperately to stop yourself, the image of his lifeless body forever engraved in your brain. 

you kept running with shaking legs, tears blurring your vision as you fell into your father’s chest soaking his coat with tears.

your eyes snapped open, your face dripping with sweat as you jerked into a sitting position. you panicked, glancing all around the tent and finding a small relief when you determined where you were. though it didn’t last long, because you remembered why you were here in the first place. 

you slipped out of bed, careful not to wake the others as you stepped out of the tent, stretching as you did so. you sat down on a rock, allowing the cool air to hit your skin and relax you slightly. it was just another nightmare. a recurring nightmare of a real event, but still, just a nightmare.

it was hard moving on. your brother meant everything to you; seeing him lying dead in front of you was the most heart-wrenching thing you’d ever felt, and were sure you’d ever feel in your entire life. 

you remembered it so vividly, the nightmares frequently reminding you of that night, though in reality it had happened nearly three years ago. everyone told you to give it time, ‘it’ll get easier’ they said. unfortunately for you, time did nothing but make you miss him more with every passing day.

you snapped out of your trance when you heard crunching footsteps. you looked in the direction of the source, one hand immediately flying to your wand in your pocket, when you saw it was only harry, and someone following him. you squinted, and gasped once you saw who it was. 

“ron?” you whispered, taken aback. he’d left in a fit, and you certainly didn’t expect to see him back here. you knew hermione wouldn’t take it well either. the two approached you, both dripping wet. 

“where the hell have you been?” you asked ron, defensively. hermione was your best friend, and currently she was in the tent, away from the three of you. 

“it’s a long story.” he answered, and you angrily shook your head when something caught your eye. 

“what’s that, then?” he held up the sword of gryffindor, you gasping when you saw it. “how did-” you started, but you were interrupted before you got a chance to ask. 

“what is going on out here?” hermione asked, storming out of the tent and freezing when she saw ron. “you-” she was speechless, and an awkward silence fell upon the four of you. 

“ron, give me that.” you stormed over, snatching the wand. “harry, do you have the locket?” he nodded, and you grabbed his hand and pulled him into the forest. “we’ll be back. neither of you better leave.” you said sternly, and you and harry made your way deep into the woods.

“put it down.” you demanded, and harry gave you a look. “harry, i mean it.” he sighed as he did so, coming towards you. 

“you don’t have to do this.” he told you, gently taking your free hand in his and caressing your cheek with the other. you leaned into his touch, huffing slightly. 

“i do.” you whispered. “i have to, for him.” harry tensed at the mention of your brother, but he knew he couldn’t stop you from doing this. if you felt this was what’s right and this would bring you a sort of closure, he couldn’t bring himself to take that away from you.

you and harry hadn’t been close before the incident, in fact you’d never really spoken. he was the most popular boy in your year, and you’d hardly had any classes together. once he became a triwizard champion, you’d grown to dislike the boy (though you did defend harry to your brother when the pins spread around). 

when cedric died however, you both went through an incredibly traumatizing experience. you, of course, in losing your brother, and harry in having watched him die. he’d found you crying one day in myrtle’s bathroom (he’d been crying too) and ever since you two had bonded and started going to each other for help with coping. 

one day he’d kissed you, and from then on, a relationship was formed.

harry wasn’t stupid, and he wasn’t oblivious either. he knew about the nightmares and the constant reminder of him. all he could do was hold you and make it go away. 

knowing this locket would likely spring out something relative to cedric, he was terrified to allow you to do this, but he also didn’t have it in his heart to stop you. you needed this. you needed closure, and you certainly weren’t going to get it any other way. your brother had died such a brutal death, you never truly got to say goodbye. 

harry knew partially the only reason (besides himself) you’d come to find horcruxes was to get your own revenge on voldemort. this locket was that revenge, and with hesitation, he stepped away from your frame and distanced himself from the locket.

“when i speak, the locket will open. don’t listen to anything it may say; none of it is true. you can do this.” he spoke with such confidence, you nearly believed he felt that way. deep down however, you knew harry, and he was terrified. you were too. 

you nodded, taking a deep breath and raising the sword, preparing for the worst. harry sent you a smile, gulping nervously as he began speaking silkily in parseltongue. you weren’t sure what you were expecting to jump out of the locket, but it wasn’t what had formed in the darkness arising from the locket.

“y/n..” he snarled, seemingly stepping closer to you. “look at you. pathetic. what have you done here? have you helped at all?” you couldn’t think straight anymore, looking wide-eyed at the figure who so resembled your brother, frozen in shock. 

“you’ve done nothing to help them. you’ve done nothing to avenge me. you can’t even break a tiny little necklace. you’re weak.” you raised the sword, your fear being overtaken by shame and anger. “i’m disappointed in you.” 

with those last haunting words, you swung the sword as hard as you could, smashing the locket and destroying the horcrux within. you dropped the sword, dropping to your knees again, like all those years ago.

harry raced over, wrapping his arms around your frame and holding you tight. “you did it, love. you destroyed a horcrux.” he beamed, and you couldn’t help but smile. you did destroy a horcrux. you assisted in killing voldemort. 

you kissed harry, him reciprocating quickly, before grabbing the sword and locket. the two of you made your way back to ron and hermione, his arm wrapped tightly around your shoulder. you were beaming; all you’d ever wanted after cedric’s death was to make him proud and avenge his death, and you finally felt like you’d done that. 

you made your way back to see ron and hermione arguing, rolling your eyes. “can you two stop yelling at each other for two minutes so we can have a nice reunion?” you said sarcastically, smiling at them both. they blushed, and against hermione’s better judgement, you had a sort of group hug. 

“that’s one less horcrux to deal with.” harry sighed, hermione and ron frowning. 

“don’t we still need to destroy it, mate? ron asked, and harry smiled proudly at you. 

“have i forgotten to mention y/n destroyed it already?” 

the two looked at you in a mix of confusion and pride, eventually settling in pride. “when the bloody hell did you do that?” ron asked, laughing lightly. 

“whilst you two were too busy arguing, obviously” you sassed, the four of you bursting into laughter. you all cast some final protection spells and headed inside the tent, harry’s arm never moving from you. he couldn’t even imagine the pain you’d gone through destroying that locket and he was so proud of you. 

you spent the rest of the evening celebrating that you now had one less horcrux to find and destroy, the weight of the upcoming war was relieved for one night as the four of you allowed yourselves one night to simply forget about the issues at hand. 

and for once since that day, you could finally say you fell asleep with a smile on your face, thinking about how proud cedric would’ve been of you. strangely, you felt more connected with him than you had since it had happened, and a sense of calm wash over you as you drifted off to sleep.

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.

re-entering my cedric diggory phase

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Falling For Cedric Diggory

Over the Moon

Summary: The Yule Ball was coming close and you had no date. You just broke up with Cedric Diggory and planned on asking your best friend, Fred Weasley instead. But it looks like he had other plans. Slight angst, fluff, a kiss A/N: This is my first fic so please bear with me. The whole concept was in my script for my DR but I really liked it and decided to write more about it so here!  Feel free to send ur thoughts pls ! <33

Life in Hogwarts was amazing. The magic, the friends, feasts, and drama gives you so much adrenaline. On the other hand, you were living a more exciting student life compared to your other schoolmates because you were best friends with the infamous Weasley twins. The lot of you have been friends since your first train ride to Hogwarts.

You were the brains of the pranks and sometimes the distraction, which made you miss a lot of detention from the teachers. It gets you worried that the twins might think it’s unfair, but they always assure you that it doesn’t bother them at all, and they wouldn’t want you in trouble either.

As your friendship blossomed over the years and you knew the twins deeply, you looked at the older twin differently. Romantically different. Your heart always flutters when you make him laugh or when he leans his head on your shoulder when you read in the common room. Unlike George, Fred would always flirt with you, and you’d do it back, but of course, to you, it’s all platonic fun. You would always comb through his red locks when he’s laying on your lap and hear him sigh, making you confused because why does your heart thump to something your best friend does?

You hate to admit it, but you react differently to Fred’s actions compared to George. You would find it absolutely weird if George flirted with you, laid on your lap, or hooked his arm through yours.

But even if you had felt something for Fred, you never acted on it. You were too scared to ruin something beautiful and something that makes you happy. You would never risk it just for a silly school-girl crush.

But was it really just that?

George had noticed the sudden shift between you and Fred but never really said anything about it since he saw it as some sort of source of entertainment; his two best friends were head over heels for one another, but neither of them had any idea.

You and Cedric have been dating for weeks, but you guys weren’t something too serious. Everyone in school knew about it and thought your relationship was adorable. It started as a friendship; both being skilled Quidditch players and popular students, you were bound to be friends and experiment with something more.

Unbeknownst to you, Fred was feeling down, given your new relationship with the Hufflepuff golden boy. He didn’t ignore you, but he was just a little distant whenever you guys were together. Maybe it was jealousy, Fred thought. But he quickly dismissed it because why would he be so bothered about his best friend’s new boyfriend? They’re clearly happy, and everyone approves, so why would he not?

It has been weeks since Cedric was chosen as a champion for the Triwizard Tournament, and him asking you out right after. You supported him throughout his tasks, school works, and even did Quidditch practices together. All in all, both of you were doing really well.

But it just wasn’t there. The sparks or the excitement when Cedric holds your hand or kisses you. It doesn’t come close to the feeling you get with a certain redhead.

You hate wasting time, so you ended things with Cedric telling him the truth about how you felt.

“Took you long enough.” Cedric huffs.

“What?” You were so baffled at his response. You expected him to be angry or at least sad, but he was showing the complete opposite. The jerk head was even smirking!

“You really think I wouldn’t notice you ogling Weasley all the time? And how you would smile at me awkwardly when I kiss your cheek? It honestly makes me laugh. Seeing you flustered and guilty.” Now you thought that something was wrong with him. Did the golden egg drop on his head? Did the dragon do something to him?

“Seriously, Cedric. What the hell are you talking about? And which Weasley because I heard there are about four of them in this school! But even though, I would never ogle at one of them, that’s weird! They’re like family!”

Except one of them, you thought.

“I know you know who I’m talking about. No one other than the great Fred Weasley. You know, I was even surprised you agreed to go out with me. Even the whole school knows you both have the hots for each other.”

“We do not!”

“Yes, you do.”

“No.”

“Yup”

“Never.”

“The blush in your cheeks says otherwise.” He said, smirking.

You quickly duck your head and hide your face out of embarrassment. ‘Was I really that obvious?’ You wondered if even Fred himself had picked up on your feelings for him. But your thoughts were interrupted by the golden boy.

“Really, though. No worries at all. Though I was looking forward to going to the ball with you. But at least now you can take someone else” He wiggles his brows suggestively. “Ugh, whatever. But I’m really sorry, Ced. I had a great time with you though. Friends?”

“Friends.”

Days passed, and no one in Hogwarts knew about the break-up, so they still assumed you guys were together. Plus, no one really asked, not even your best friends.

The Yule Ball was getting closer. Some won’t shut up about it, and some are always huddled together, planning how to ask people to the ball. Your conversation with Cedric still occupied your mind. Should you really ask Fred? But what if he has a date already? I mean, he is attractive. But you thought that Fred would appreciate that you would want to go to the ball with him, so you decided on asking him tomorrow morning.

It was the morning after, and all of you were sitting in the Great Hall. With the twins, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Angelina & Katie nearby, and Ginny with her friends in the distance. You sat across the twins giving you a clear and complete view of them.

Ever since you sat down, your hands have been shaking out of anxiety. What if this goes wrong? You stop rambling in your head, and you start to write on a piece of paper.

“Have you got a date to the ball, Freddie? :)”

You decide this is good enough, so you fold it up to hide it from Snape, who’s lingering around.

“Psst!” You hiss at Fred and pass the note to him quickly. He collects it and reads it over. He looks back at you, and you shoot him a smirk. He starts to glare at you and which gets you stunned. You didn’t know, but Fred Weasley thought you were boasting about how you had a date, and he had no one yet. He didn’t know that Cedric and you were over. He was offended by your act and decided to retaliate.

Everything was so sudden.

He starts tearing a piece from his notebook, balling it up in his fist, and throwing it at Angelina Johnson. She looks back to see the culprit and glares at Fred.

‘Do you want to go to the ball? With me?’ He mouths while making a weird dancing gesture. Angelina quickly nods with a little smile, and Fred gives her a satisfied look.

He goes on to look at you after his whole act to boast as well. But he is caught off-guard by your teary eyes and hard stare. You were very silent, and even Harry and Ron looked at you in fear. You quickly gathered your things and ran out of the hall, your tears finally falling.

Fred turns to his brother and asks, “What’s their problem? They started it.”

“You are one bloody idiot.” His twin replies. Harry and Ron nod in agreement, and Ginny shakes her head in disappointment from afar.

You were in your bed, lying down while tears soaked your pillow. How could he do that? Right in front of you and everybody else. You were so embarrassed and felt so stupid that you even thought of asking him. Of course, he didn’t feel the same way as you did.

Your friends have been trying to cheer you up, but they haven’t been successful until they pushed you to still buy something to wear for the ball. You hastily agreed, thinking that you did not need anyone to bring you. You can dance and have fun with your friends.

But it would be much more fun with him.

You’re standing in front of the mirror, shocked at yourself. You looked amazing. The outfit you picked suited you perfectly. You also had a beautiful necklace draped on your neck and matching earrings as well. Satisfied with how you look, you head down to the hall to attend the ball.

Your friends had gone in with their dates, leaving you behind. But you didn’t really mind. You were walking down the stairs slowly, not wanting to trip. Now, that’s totally embarrassing. You spot your friends, and even Fred, by the end of the stairs near the entrance. Ginny sees you and shouts, “Merlin! It’s Y/N!”

She screamed it pretty loudly, so a lot of people around started to look at you, making you quite queasy in your heels.

Fred couldn’t believe what he was seeing. You looked absolutely gorgeous. He thought he had never seen anything more beautiful than you right at this moment. He feels a pain in his chest knowing you won’t be with him tonight, but he wonders where Cedric is. Did he not show up?

You smile at all of them and compliment how good they look.

“You guys look cute.” You tell Fred and Angelina. She replies, “Thank you. You look stunning! Where’s Cedric, though? Aren’t you going with him?”

You facepalm yourself. You forgot no one really knew you guys weren’t a thing now. “Oh! We kinda ended things about a week ago. On good terms, though, so no hard feelings or anything.” You glance at Fred, and he stands there surprised.

He now felt stupid because he thought you were teasing him about not having a date. He now realizes that he was such an asshole for asking Angelina in front of you when you were actually trying to ask him. He stays silent out of regret and shame.

You head into the hall and gaze around the beautiful decorations. Shortly after, Dumbledore announced that the champions would enter soon and have their dance. You move to the side and wait for their entrance.

Music starts playing, and you see Fleur Delacour enter, Krum next, then Cedric. He was hand in hand with Cho Chang. You lock eyes and smile softly at one another. Fred sees your exchange, looks down, and thinks of how stupid he has been for the past few days.

Time has passed, and the ball has turned from elegant to chaotic. Chairs and tables were everywhere, and everyone was dancing by the front while the band was playing. You were dancing with your friends, having so much fun. You even forgot about your whole thing with Fred.

Moments later, the music turned into something softer, and others went back to their dorms to rest. Couples and those with dates started pairing off and danced to the music. You sit by a corner, watching them hopelessly. You spot Fred and Angelina swaying.

It’s too much to bear, so you run out of the hall without saying goodbye to your friends. You head to the balcony near the hall that overlooks the lake. The scene is beautiful, but you feel like shit.

Fred sees you run out, and he goes after you, concerned, quickly apologizing to Angelina for the sudden rush. He sees you by the railing, and his heart breaks by the sight of your shoulders shaking,

He comes close and calls out your name.

You respond but still not looking at him, “Just go back, Fred, I’m alright.” Your voice is slightly quivering.

He’s not convinced, given the state that you’re in. Your hair is ruffled as if hands have been run through it a hundred times. And you’re hugging yourself as if you feel cold — which you are.

He takes his coat off, puts his jacket over your exposed shoulders, and asks you softly, “What’s the problem, love?”

You melt at his soft voice. You realize you’ve missed him so much. You look at him in the eyes. He sees the evident redness and fluffiness in them and instantly feels sad and regretful.

You ask him directly, “Why did you ask Angelina?”

He’s taken aback by your sudden confidence and starts to explain himself.

“I didn’t know you broke up with Cedric, alright? I thought you were bragging or something when you passed me that note. You were going with Diggory, for Godric’s sake! Golden boy and Triwizard champion, of course, you would brag about it. But then, I should have known better. I didn’t think you were actually going to try and ask me. If I knew you weren’t going with Cedric, I would have totally asked you! But I got mad at what I thought you were doing, so I asked Angelina in front of you to get back at you. But when I saw your face after and you ignored me, I instantly regretted it. I’m terribly sorry, I really am. I’m such an idiot…

“…Please, I miss my best friend.” He finishes.

Though his whole rambling comforted you since he didn’t mean any harm, you were hurt by how he called you his best friend. But why would you? You are his best friend.

But is that all I’ll ever be?

You decide to ask him. You can’t wait any longer. You didn’t want to put yourself in this situation again.

“Is that all I’ll ever be to you, Freddie? Your best friend?” You say almost in a whisper. He looks shocked, but he stays silent, so you go on. “I like you, and Cedric knew. Though I didn’t really know until he pointed it out. I mean, who wouldn’t? With all the stuff we do…

“I’m not sure anymore. Sometimes you act like you feel the same, but you go and do things that contradict that like, asking freaking Angelina out in front of me!” He looks away sheepishly.

“I just realized that recently and I think I’ve liked you for a very long time now. Why do you think I can distinguish who you are between you and your twin? Why do you think we instantly know what to do when we see each other? Why do we cuddle and hold hands, but I don’t with George? Why do I constantly look for you and crave your presence as if I’ll die without it?!”

Fred looks stunned.

“I’m sorry….” You bloody idiot! You just embarrassed yourself big time.

You turn your gaze to the view before you. The moon shines brightly, and the lake is calm. You start thinking, given all this silence. Does he feel the same way? I shouldn’t have said all that. He probably thinks I’m weird. He’s being so quiet it’s scaring me. I think he’s planning to escape. I mean, I would do the same too if my best friend for six years just told me she likes me.

“I can’t believe it.” He blurts out, catching me off guard.

“What?”

“I can’t believe it.

“I can’t believe you feel the same. It’s like you took the words right out of my mouth.”

I’m stunned.

“I thought I was the only one who got confused about all the things we did. When we’re together, I feel like there’s nowhere else I’d rather be. When the day ends, and I see you on the couch by the fire, I want to freeze time and look at you forever because I’ve never seen anything more beautiful and peaceful. When I lay on your lap, and you touch my hair, Godric, I feel like a moron for smiling so much, and I never want to leave. I never want to be away from you. I want you by my side at all times, hooking your arm through mine and smiling up at me.

“All I ever wanted was you. No one else.” He finishes, and I look at him softly.

It’s like you’re locked at this moment. Looking at one other with so much love and all emotions that have been tucked away for years are right here in this time, between your gazes. There’s nothing else to say but also so much.

After a while, you both smile. His hand reaches out for yours that’s sitting on the railing. You intertwine your fingers and pull him close, giving him a big warm hug.

You pull back and smile up at him. He does the same. You sigh and look back at the beautiful scene right before you, the moon shining brightly in contrast to the dark starry night while being in the arms of the boy you loved.

You stay like this for what feels like hours.

“So, what’s gonna happen now?”

“I don’t know. What do you think we should do, Freddie?”

“I think… we should do this.”

In no time, he cups your face and pulls you close. He puts his lips on yours. You don’t respond for a while out of shock. But a few seconds later, you start to kiss him back.

It’s quite funny ‘cause your teeth are clashing because of the big smiles on your faces. You both can’t hold it in, so you laugh at your state. His laugh sounds amazing, so warm.

“So, do you want to be officially mine?”

“Never thought you’d ask.”

You kiss again, softly this time.

You both hear cheering in the distance and see George, and everyone else, even Angelina, cheering you on.

“Finally!” George shouts.

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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.

Judgments - Draco Malfoy

Draco x fem!reader

Cedric x sister reader

Warnings: none 

Word count: 1,018

Summary: Draco has a big crush on Cedric’s sister, but Cedric isn’t all that ken on it.

Authors Note: Gonna have a Harry Potter one just like this. Same prompt at least.

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“Draco!” Goyle yelled at his friend, trying to get his attention.

“What?” Draco asked snapping his attention back towards his friends.

“We’ve been trying to get your attention for a while.” Crabble explained to an annoyed Malfoy.

Goyle nodded in agreement to said explanation. “You were staring again.” He gave Draco a knowing but also teasing look.

Draco narrowed his eyes at the two other slytherins before shaking his head in disagreement. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Yes, you do.” Crabble laughed

Goyle smiled “She’s beautiful. We can all see it. Hell, anyone with eyes can see it.”

“So why don’t you go over and ask her out instead of just admiring?” Crabble added to Goyle’s statement.

“I can not.” Draco sighed

“If it’s because she’s a Hufflepuff just like her brother I swear Malfoy-” Goyle grumbled, before getting cut off.

Draco shook his head ‘no’. “It’s not because of that.”

“If it’s because of your parents, Draco-” Crabble started

“Not them either. I could care less about either of those things when it comes to her.” Draco spoke while taking another glance towards the younger Diggory sibling.

“Then whats keeping you from her? From getting the girl.” Goyle asked, both boys now confused at what was holding their friend back.

“Well for one, Cedric. Her brother is extremely protective of her.” Draco growled but at the same time, he understood the sibling thing.

“He’s her brother. He’s going to be protective of her.” Crabble stated.

“What’s the other reasons?” Goyle asked spurious to see if the Draco Malfoy could come up with anything else.

“Why would she want to be with me? With the way, I’ve treated people, and being Slytherin.” Draco asked although it came out more like a statement.

“Seriously?” Crabble asked in shock really, of his friends stupidly.

“Those are your reasons?” Goyle asked, but then scoffed shaking his head in disbelief. “Malfoy, you watch her enough to know her pretty well.”

Crabble nodded in agreement with Goyle. “For someone who hasn’t said more than a few words to the girl.”

“My point is, you know how she reacts to things. To people. Do you really think that she would judge you on rumors and how bad you use to be? Let alone the fact that your Slytherin? You know she would never judge you for that either.” Goyle stated, staring the Malfoy boy straight in the eyes.

Draco sighed “Others will judge her because of me.”

“If you both fall in love with eachother do you really think she’d care about that?” Crabble asked, already knowing the answer.

“She won’t care and you know it! And that’s what scares you.” Goyle spoke in a stern voice, poking Draco in the chest.

“Are you two done?” Draco shoved Goyle’s hand away and grumbled under his breath at the two idiots he considers friends. Even though he knows they’re correct.

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“Oh! I’m so sorry!” Y/n exclaimed as she bent down to pick up her books and gather her other belongings that had spilled.

“It’s ok, Y/n.” Draco waved it off before bending down to help her collect her things.

“Are you coming to class? I didn’t think you had potions on Wednesdays?” Y/n asked glancing up at the boy across from her, recognizing just by his voice alone it was Draco.

“I-I didn’t, but they moved me to Wednesdays for reasons I was not told of.” Draco stuttered a bit answering her question.

Y/n added smiling at the Slytherin boy “Ah, well I’m glad your in it, now.”

“Really?” Draco asked curiously.

“Yeah. Hey, say would you like to sit together?” Y/n added trying to hide her blush.

Draco smiled before expecting her offer. “Uh-uh sure. Yeah, I’d like that.”

With that the two-headed off to class together. Maybe this could be the in Draco needed.

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It was a couple of weeks later when Draco, Goyle, and Crabble were walking down the halls when a certain Hufflepuff yelled out.

“Malfoy!” Cedric yelled down the slightly busy hallway.

“Bollocks.” Crabble cursed

“Bye mate.” Goyle stated as he and Crabble left the hallway as fast as they could, just like everyone else.

“Hello, Diggory.” Draco sighed as he turned to face the older wizard.

“What are you planning with my sister?” Cedric spoke, standing as intimidating as possible.

“What are you talking about?” Draco asked with an annoyed tone. Clearly not in the mood to be questioned about his intentions.

Cedric let out a sigh before answering. “I’ve heard about you Draco, now I’m not one to judge but I’ll protect my sister. No matter what. Even if it’s from someone that she really cares about.”

“You can not just keep us apart!” Draco took a deep breath to calm himself so his outburst doesn’t happen again. “I know I haven’t been the best person, and I know the rumors about me. But I promise you Cedric I have only the purest intentions for Y/n.”

“You better, Malfoy.” Cedric sighed hoping that his sister wouldn’t have to experience heartbreak. An hoping Draco meant what he said.

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“Hey, I heard Cedric talked to you. Is everything ok?” Y/n asked as she approached Draco outside the castle grounds.

“Everythings fine, Love.” Draco waved his hand at her concerns.

“Are you sure?” She asked again.

Draco nodded “yeah. He was just worried.”

“About what?” Y/n tilted her head

“Me, and you. Together.” he smiled brushing some of her Y/h/c hair behind her ear.

Y/n shook her head “I’m gonna-”

“Don’t. He has a right to be.” He shook his head slightly, in understanding.

“No, he doesn’t. You’re nothing like what people say Draco.” Y/n smiled at him knowingly.

“He doesn’t know that. I don’t mind Y/n. As long as I have you i do not care what others think or say.” Draco explained before continuing on with grabbing his bag like he was before Y/n came down from the castle. An they headed off on their date, leaving the conversation at that. For now.

Rumors - Cedric Diggory

Cedric x sister reader

Draco x fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 491

Summary: Draco and Y/n have been together for a little bit and are falling in love. But Y/n’s brother Cedric isn’t so keen on the growing relationship.

Authors Note: Draco is in a relationship with Y/n but he doesn’t make an appearance in this imagine

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Cedric sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I don’t like this, Y/n/n.”

“I know you don’t.” Y/n answered with slight sarcasm.

“Can’t you see my side of this.” Cedric expressed with his arms spread out.

“I do see your side of this Ced.” Y/n sighed softly and turned around to face her brother.

“Then can you please explain this to me?” by the look on Cedric’s face Y/n could tell her brother not just wanted an answer he needed one.

“I love him, Cedric.” Y/n stated it as sternly as she could.

“Why? How?” Cedric asked next. He never did like simple answers.

“He’s not a bad guy.” Y/n scoffed. She needed to word it in a way that would make her brother understand how and why. “I know the rumors so I know how he comes off to people. But you don’t know him like I do. No one does, not even his parents.”

“I don’t want to judge him cause I don’t know him personally, but what I’ve seen of the kid. I’m just worried about you, Y/n.” He explained with a very concerned tone of voice.

Y/n walked over to her brother and wrapped her arms around him, giving him a big grateful hug. “And I’m grateful for you caring so much about me. I am.”

“What made you fall for him?” Cedric asked wrapping his arms around his little sister.

“I saw him for him and not who he pretends to be.” To Y/n it is as plain as that. She just saw through him.

“An he let you?” He asked highly doubting the Malfoy boy just let someone in.

“No. He didn’t realize he was doing it.” Y/n laughed, pulling out of the embrace. “Ced, I got to see him for who he is. Not who his parents want him to be or who he acts like. I got to meet and fall in love with the real Draco Malfoy.”

Cedric leaned his head back in thought and taking in everything she had said. “I’m not gonna stop worrying about you, but I guess I can lighten up on him for now. Since you really love him.”

Y/n smiled up at her older brother. “Thank you, Cedric. For worrying and being protective. An also for you going to lighten up on him.”

“I’m still not keen on this relationship, but anything for you.” Cedric smiled back but he warned her first.

Worries, and long time crushes - Harry Potter

Harry x fem!reader

Cedric x sister reader

Warnings: sad feelings (?)

Word count: 680

Summary: Harry has a long time crush on Y/n, maybe nows the time to put himself out there to her. After all she needs comfort during a time where she could lose her brother.

Authors Note: set during the 4th movie 

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“How’s Y/n doing?” Harry asks Hermione as she sat across from him and Ron at the Gryffindor table.

“As well as she can. She’s afraid with the tasks getting more and more dangerous that she might lose her brother.” Hermione explained with a saddened expression, clearly worried about their friend.

“No, wonder he didn’t tell her he was putting his name in. She looks like she hasn’t slept well in weeks.” Ron grumbled which made Hermione kick him in the shin under the grand table.

“Is there anything I can do to help?” Harry asked very concernedly

“Here he goes again.” Ron scoffed

“Oh shut up, Ron. It’s sweet.” Hermione scolded the red-headed Weasley boy before turning towards Harry. “Harry you really have a crush on her. You have for a while now. Even though you’re also in the tournament she could use having someone around to lean on right now. This is the perfect time for you to make a move.”

“I should” Harry nodded in agreement

“You should” Hermione agreed

“I should” Harry repeated

“Yes, you should.” Hermione nodded as well

“I’m going to.” Harry kept nodding

“Then stop talking about it and go do it!” Hermione snapped at the boy who just kept working himself up with no follow-through.

“Right” Harry nodded one last time a little bit more confident this time. “Where is she?”

Hermione smiled “Shes in the east hallway 5th floor”

“Thanks” Harry spoke quite quickly as he got up from his house table and headed up to the 5th floor to find his long-time crush. Who isn’t having the easiest time right now.

“Hey, Y/n. You ok?” Harry asked as he approached the Y/h/c hair girl sitting on the floor with her knees up to her chest.

“Hey, Harry. Yeah, I-I’m fine.” Y/n sniffled looking up

“y/n…” Harry sighed, feeling for the girl.

“Hmm?” Y/n hummed

“You don’t have to be strong in front of me. I can tell your upset. It’s completely understandable.” Harry spoke softly, moving to sit down next to her. Leaning back against the wall, hoping to help Y/n feel better. Or at least comforted. So she could talk to him and let off some of her stress.

“I’m just so scared to lose him, ya know? He’s my brother, he’s been there my whole life and the thought that at any moment during this tourinament I could lose him forever is… its hurts unbelievably so. It hurts so so bad. I can’t even describe it. The thought I could lose Cedric in the blink of an eye, it’s horrifying. That I might not get to have him around ever again. Or he could even get hurt permanently.” Y/n exhaled not having realized how much that had all been weighing on her. “I feel so ridiculous.” She let out a week laugh.

Harry moved to bring into a side hug for comfort. “You are not being ridiculous. You’re worried about your brother. You should be, it’s ok to worry about him.”

Y/n leaned into him and stated softly. “I’m worried about you to.”

“You are?” Harry asked turning to look at her.

“Yeah. Harry, I kinda have a long-time crush on you.” Y/n nodded looking down to avoid eye contact. Feeling a bit shy about her statement.

“Wait, really?” Harry was shocked to say the least.

Y/n nodded looking up through her eyelashes at him. “Yeah. Sorry if I ruined our friendship.”

Harry shook his head in a ‘no’ motion with a smile on his face. “No, no you didn’t ruin anything. I’ve um, I’ve had a crush on you for years.”

Y/n’s eyes widened “Really?”

“Yeah” he smiled nodding again

“Wow.” she laughed out with a big smile of relief

“Would you maybe, um be my date to the winter ball?” Harry asked now obviously more confident in what the outcome of asking might be. Since the feelings are out there and all.

Y/n smiled nodding ‘yes’. “I’d love to be your date, Harry.”

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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Visitors - Viktor Krum

Viktor x Fem!reader Diggory

Cedric x sister reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 1,385

Summary: Viktor and Y/n meet only to meet again not long after. And her brother and friends approve.

Authors Note: My first Viktor Krum imagine

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Y/n had to admit being at the Quidditch World Cup was pretty cool. Especially since she got to go with her brother, father, and friends. It was also nice that she had seemed to catch the eye of a certain star player.

Cedric nudged his little sister, teasing her. “I think someone like’s you.”

“Shut up.” Y/n nudged him back looking down shyly.

After the game, Y/n had gone to the little shop portion of tents surrounding the arena. As she was exiting the tents she ran into someone.

“Sorry.” Y/n apologized before looking up.

“No, no I’m sorry. It was my fault.” Low and behold the player who kept eyeing her during the game was who she ran into. And now he was helping her up. “I’m Viktor. Viktor Krum.” He introduced himself with a smile upon his lips. She was even prettier up close.

“Y/n. Y/n Diggory.” Y/n mirrored his smile but she did look down feeling embarrassed. She just literally ran into the Viktor Krum.

“Did you enjoy the game, Y/n?” Viktor asked still having not removed his hands from hers.

“Very much.” She nodded looking back up at him. It seemed he knew she felt a bit embarrassed but he didn’t want that to stop their conversation. “You were very good out there.”

Viktor got a slight blush on his cheeks. “You flatter me, Miss Diggory.”

Y/n shook her head with a smile. “Please just call me Y/n.”

The two suddenly heard cheers and rants coming from behind Viktor. As the two looked over they saw it was his team. They both let out laughs. “Looks like I must go.”

“Me too it seems.” Y/n said also glancing behind her to where her friends were calling her over and goofing off.

“Will I see you again?” Viktor asked before she could go. He didn’t want to leave her presence just yet.

Sadly she couldn’t give him a good answer to that. “I don’t know.”

Viktor nodded knowing that with school and things that liked to happen in the Wizarding world they couldn’t tell when they might see eachother again. But he knew how he felt. “I’d like to.”

Y/n sent him a smile. “Then hopefully we will. I’d like it as well.”

Viktor sent her a warm hopeful smile as he let go of her hand and headed back to where he should be with his team. Meanwhile, Cedric had walked over and stood beside his sister.

“Does someone like a certain quidditch player? Or does a certain quidditch player like you?” Cedric asked smiling but not in a teasing way. He would support his sister in her decisions, always.

Y/n smiled shyly biting her lip, blushing. “Maybe a bit of both.”

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Being back at Hogwarts was fun and stressful. But apparently, this year was going to have guests. At least that’s what Dumbledore is saying currently.

“This year Hogwarts will be hosting the Tri-Wizard tournament. This also means we will be housing 2 other wizarding schools as well. Let’s give them a warm welcome.” Dumbledore said and once he finished the big doors opened and in came the Drumstrang academy.

It didn’t take long for Y/n and Hermione and the others to notice Viktor Krum as part of the school.

“Well, will you look at who that is?” Hermione smiled as Krum entered the great hall.Y/n had told her about their encounter at the Worldcup. “Cedric wasn’t the only one to notice the way Viktor was looking at you. Or you him.”

“Hermione” Y/n dragged out her friend's name but even she knew it was true. She and Viktor had caught eyes when he entered the great hall. Cedric had noticed to.

“Y/n you deserve to find love. If that happens to be with the great Viktor Krum then let it.” Hermione encouraged. She would love to see Y/n happy and in love, the girl deserved it.

“You're supporting this?” Y/n asked with raised brows in shock before sneaking a quick glance towards the Drumstrang boys.

“Absolutely.” Hermione nodded, smiling mischievously. “I also think Cedric is supporting it as well.”

“Yeah, isn’t that odd?” Ron asked with his mouth full of food.

“Yeah, shouldn’t he be all protective over you?” Harry also questioned. Cause wasn’t that normal for siblings?

“Oh, he will be if anything happens but he’s also very supportive.” Y/n explained smiling over at her brother as he sent her a wink. Then Y/n and Krum met eyes again and both couldn’t help but smile.

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Y/n and Cedric were sitting by the black lake just spending some time together. Before Cedric nudged y/n and nodded behind them. “Will you look who’s coming over.”

“Bug off” Y/n nudged him back.

“Well, I need to go get ready for our first challenge.” Cedric stated getting up obviously leaving the two alone.

“Cedric.” Y/n grumbled as he started to walk off. Her brother trying to play matchmaker.

Cedric and Viktor exchanged glances as they passed eachother. Viktor smiled at the y/h/c-ed girl as he approached her. “Y/n.”

“Viktor” Y/n greeted back smiling as he sat down next to her, also facing the lake. “How are you enjoying Hogwarts?”

Viktor smiled back, always enjoying the Diggory girl's presence. He thought about it for a moment before answering. Which Y/n appreciated that he took the time to give her a real answer and not a short one. “It's different. I will say it’s nice that it brought us together.”

Y/n nodded in agreement smiling at the muscular boy. “It is a nice outcome.”

The two sat there for a long time talking and getting to know eachother. They did that till they had to leave for the first event of the tournament.

“Here to wish me luck?” Cedric smiled as Y/n entered the champion's tent.

“Of course brother.” she smiled and hugged him. She’d support him through this but it didn’t mean she wasn’t scared for him. He’s her brother and wizards die in this tournament.

“Maybe have to also with a certain Bulgarian luck?” he teased wiggling his eyebrows.

“You keep teasing me and he’ll be the only one I wish luck to again.” Y/n threatened playfully pointing at him and poking him in the chest.

“I wouldn’t mind.” Viktor smiled standing behind Y/n and shared a knowing look with Cedric over her head. Cedric smiled down at Y/n before walking away to talk to Fleur.

Y/n turned to face Viktor with an evident blush on her cheeks. “Want me to route for you, hmmm?”

“I would like that, yes.” he flashed her a smile and gave her a nod in confirmation. It seemed this girl could easily get him to smile, which was rare.

Y/n smiled back giving a short nod. He wanted her routing for him, that gave her butterflies. “Then you’ll have me routing for you.”

“Young love is blooming for more than one contestant it seems.” They turned upon hearing the reporter. Y/n felt slightly embarrassed having known the way she was looking at Viktor was intimate. Viktor sensed her discomfort and narrowed his eyes. “An with her own brother also a champion no less.”

Viktor stepped forward and stepped in front of Y/n, acting as a wall. With a stern face and voice. “It’s none of your business.”

“I think it’s time you left Miss Skeeter.” Dumbledore stated as he entered the champions' tent.

“I have to agree.” Igor Karkaroff said, standing up for his student and the girl he knew Viktor has a crush on.

“Mr.Diggory, your up first.” Dumbledore said after Miss Skeeter had been escorted out. Then he turned to Y/n smiling. “And Miss Diggory you should get to your seat. We’re ready to begin.”

“Be safe.” Y/n said hugging her brother as the adults left the tent.

“I will.” Cedric promises hugging her tightly before heading out.

Y/n turned to face Viktor after Cedric left and headed to the exit walking backwards. “You as well.”

Viktor gave her a nod and sent her a wink. “For you, I will.”

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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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Can someone recommend me good Harry Potter x reader, Cedric diggory x reader, Oliver wood x reader, James potter x reader, Remus lupin x reader, and Draco malfoy x reader fics PLEASE I NEED MORE I WILL READ ANYTHING 😌😌😌 u can just comment them here or pm me or just tag me PLEASE IM DESPERATE

heyy can I get a 🍓[strawberry dream] from the hp fandom: golden trio/lightning era (no poly stuff please)

I am a straight female Slytherin. I'm kinda mean but like to my really close friends and it can be considered banter (by them anyway) I am like really nice to strangers. I love drawing I take my sketchbook with me everywhere.

I am 167.5 cm (5'6 approx) tall xx

Trauma Dumping is a guilty pleasure of mine. I often make bad decisions like choosing friends but I have a usually positive influence on people around me and often tend to change them for the better.

I excel in maths and english and currently am working on getting a degree in maths and or computer science.

I am an infp-t. I'm introverted around almost everyone except like my really really really close friends. my super close friends are usually the negative influence type but I still love them because they understand me the best xx

I'm a pretty well behaved student but my friends most definitely aren't. My friends got told off like all the time in school whereas the teacher never had to give me any warnings.

I am loyal to my friends. I will fight for them. One example of that is both me and my (now ex) bff liked the same person and I gave them up for her xx

I get along with more males than females despite being a female myself.

I'm kind of an idiot sometimes and end up giving stuff up for people that would never do that to me. In fact my bff that I gave up my crush for actually sided with someone else. One thing you outta know about me is that I digress a lot so like you can ignore this paragraph lmao.

I feel bad for people easily and believe everyone deserves a second chance even b*tchy people (excuse my French)

I love art and music and am really good at drawing portraits if I do say so myself. I've been doing music since I was 6.

As for my appearance, I have a sandy/tan skin colour. I have naturally curly dark brunette (almost black but not really) hair.

My clothing style varies. For formal occasions I wear vintage ish clothes. I wear checked dresses with puffy sleeves and white collars (really specific because it's one of my fave dresses and I own one). I wear "cute" outfits like skirts and sweatshirts. I also wear jeans (apple bottom high waisted jeans own my heart) and I wear cargo pants with cropped tops far too often.

I wrote a lot absvsccsav

Sorry if that's too much xx

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i ship you with…

cedric diggory !

— the both of you are definitely enemies to friends to lovers coded, probably only becoming enemies because of something your friends pulled on his friends.

— you’re very loyal and caring, which he respects, and how you’re always willing to give people a second chance, no matter what they’ve done.

— i get the vibes that you’re better at supporting other people then standing up for yourself, so he’s your personal bodyguard (even if that isn’t true).

— he would listen to your rambles with literal STARS in his eyes and whenever you apologize for trauma dumping, he has to take a minute and be like ‘why are you apologizing? go on, keep talking’.

— MATCHING OUTFITS OH MY GOD they’ll be so cute because you dress so pretty and formal and he’s such a rich prep boy so your dress styles go along great.

— you trying to teach him art is so funny because he has no idea what he’s doing (its canon he told me) and he just wants to impress you so much.

— the banter is great because he’s a pretty flirty person, but he BLUSHES every time you make fun of him and his friends totally rag on him for being so whipped.

anyway, i hope you liked your 🍓 — [ strawberry dream ] and please apply again! this was super fun to do!

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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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