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writesleah · 5 months

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the way i loved you ✰ m. riddle

➻ pairing: reader x mattheo riddle, brief reader x cedric diggory

➻ genre: angst/fluff

➻ summary: after a hard breakup, you had finally moved on and found your perfect man. he was everything you could’ve asked for, but the lingering thoughts of your ex take a toll on you

➻ warnings: swearing, mentions of blood and fighting, borderline betraying cedric :(

➻ word count: 1.8k

➻ a/n: if it’s not already completely obvious, i was listening to the way i loved you by taylor swift when i thought of this lmaooo i couldn’t fight the taylor references so there is a couple in here, it’s just my deep rooted swiftie mindset

“hey baby. you look beautiful today,” cedric smiled, sitting down at the slytherin table next to you, a bold move for a hufflepuff, but everybody thought he was far too good looking to say anything. well, some people.

mattheo riddle had the absolute nerve to speak up, as if he hadn’t completely ruined your life only months before.

“alright, diggory?” he snorted, looking your boyfriend up and down with disgust. he and cedric probably could’ve gotten along just fine if it wasn’t for the clashing common interest that seemed to have mattheo spitting as many nasty comments as he could - you, “i see you’re still pissing about with her.”

he didn’t even bother to say your name when he was talking about you. twat. you felt your anger starting to pool up in your stomach, a force threatening to take over until a soft hand placed itself on your hip.

“just ignore him, okay?” cedric smiled down at you, encouraging you to do exactly what he was doing. you nodded.

“it’s fine. he’s just… yeah,” you sighed, scrunching your eyes a couple times before continuing to eat, doing your best to ignore mattheo’s presence on just a couple seats down.

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“he’s perfect,” pansy sighed, practically drooling over your relationship.

you had shown the girls the card he had made for valentines day, which was honestly the smallest thing he’d done for you on the day. he had a tendency to show his affection as much as he possibly could, making you experience every single love language at least once a week.

“that’s adorable, oh my god,” daphne gushed, reading the card over and over. it was a sweet message where he described his love for you, and it definitely warmed your heart, “i’m actually so jealous of what you guys have, it’s not even funny. astoria, come read this.”

astoria made her way over to the group and took the pale pink card from her sister’s hands, her eyes scanning the words that practically formed a letter with how many cedric had written. the three of you watched as her face contorted into an expression of admiration and light jealousy, her cheeks slightly pink.

“stop it, you’re going to make me cry knowing that i don’t have a man that loves me like this,” she whined, punctuating her words with a small laugh.

cedric was your ideal boyfriend. he was attractive, sensible, smart and kind. he got along with your parents and siblings, and always made sure to compliment you in some way every time he saw you. he said everything you ever wanted to hear, and was just perfect for you, so why couldn’t you get mattheo out of your head?

“i need to ask you all something,” you blurted out, a little annoyed at yourself for doing so, but also relieved that you could get it off your chest.

the trio looked over at you with raised eyebrows, waiting for you to continue.

“what is it?” pansy murmured, her head tilted just slightly as her eyes studied you.

"okay, let's just say... hypothetically, you have the most perfect, incredible boyfriend and could never ask for anything better, but… there’s this pesky little lingering thought about a certain past endeavour that you can’t get out of your head.”

the girls looked at you a little confused, though daphne’s expression quickly hardened. she knew exactly what you were talking about.

“please tell me you’re not still thinking about riddle,” she groaned in disappointment, shaking her head whilst running her hands over her face. the other two expressed disapproving noises and sighs, looking at you as if you’d just told them you were going to kill someone.

“it’s mattheo, what do you want me to do?” you mumbled defensively, helping it would support your case a little, but it just made them give you a glare.

“i don’t get what you see in him. he’s a boring, lazy prick who skips every class he possibly can to smoke weed and get plastered with his equally as boring and lazy roadman gang,” astoria huffed with a small shrug, looking at you with more concern than anything, “all you guys would do was scream at each other and cry about it all, and then go and make out in the rain or something, which i suppose is pretty hot, but it doesn’t make up for all the arguing.”

“you go insane when you’re with him. i didn’t even know it was possible to feel that much, but you definitely proved that it is,” pansy snorted, though it was clear her comment wasn’t really a joke.

you just sighed and brushed it off, promising that you wouldn’t do anything. it was just something on your mind, right?

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you were walking in the corridor on your own, cedric just having left to get to his class, which was on the complete other side of the school to yours.

“rare to see you without prince charming these days. have you broken up already?”

you knew who it was when the first word was spoken, and after days of trying to get him out of your mind, you couldn’t take it anymore.

“do you have nothing better to do than terrorise me and my relationship, riddle?” you spat, turning around to face the boy, though your expression quickly dropped when you saw crimson blood spattered across his face, “why am i not surprised?”

“wow, last name basis now, princess?” he chuckled, brushing off your comment about his injuries with a small huff of either annoyance or amusement, you couldn’t really tell.

you tried to walk away, not wanting to involve yourself in his antics when you couldn’t trust yourself to not snap without somebody nearby to warn you not to. it was hard to control yourself around mattheo for some reason. probably all the pent up anger you had from the relationship and its ending.

“just piss off. i honestly can’t be bothered with you right now,” you sighed, shaking your head. his face dropped at that, seeming much less entertained now that you had say that you genuinely didn’t want to speak to him. he didn’t like that.

“no, absolutely not. what you’re not gonna do is act like a bitch because you’re in a mood about something,” mattheo scoffed, grabbing your wrist to pull you back, leaving a faint, bloody handprint on your skin, to which you groaned at.

“can you not?” you murmured, trying to wipe it off, but only smearing it across your arm further. at this, he sighed and pulled you into the prefect’s bathroom, the nearest place with a sink.

“here, since you apparently need everything done for you. i see some things haven’t changed,” he tugged your arm under the sink and lightly rinsed it away, rolling his eyes as he did so, and taking the chance to wash his own hands, “you’re a real piece of work, you know that? especially these last couple months. i don’t even know what’s happened, but it’s annoying.”

“what happened is we broke up. i’m not going to be your sweet little angel every single day, riddle,” you retorted, shaking your head and patting your arm dry with a paper towel.

“i still don’t get why we ended things,” the brunette shrugged, as if the comment he had just made meant absolutely nothing, “i mean, you’d probably be sat in my lap cleaning me up right now if we hadn’t.”

his words were a harsh reminder of how much things had changed. if he had come to you battered and bruised when you were together, which he had done multiple times before, you would end up sitting in his lap whilst cleaning off all the blood, reprimanding him for getting into fights again whilst trying to fight the incessant butterflies that flapped around so aggressively in your stomach. you were feeling those same butterflies now, too.

“well… we’re not, so you’ll have to settle for some water and a paper towel. maybe you’ll get a plaster if you can find one somewhere,” you scoffed, trying to act as nonchalant as he was.

“come on, princess, don’t be like that,” mattheo groaned, looking at you with a frustrated expression. you didn’t get why he was still calling you princess. he’d taken the pet name he loved using for you so much and turned it into a mocking insult. that hurt you, you had to admit, how he took something so precious and made it into a nickname only used for when he wanted to be rude.

you glanced over at him, meeting his eyes. those eyes. those perfect, dark eyes that, when in the sunlight, turned into a gorgeous, flowing blend of various chocolate shades that sparkled and told so many tales in such little space. you had to chastise yourself for thinking about him so fondly when you swore you disliked him so much.

“why are you doing this to me? acting as if everything’s just perfectly fine and like there isn’t so much shit between us?” you sighed, running your hands over your face out of pure annoyance. why was he acting like this? why were you okay with it?

“i know you. i know every single facial expression you make. every single word you say,” he muttered, studying your face rapidly, “and i know that half the smiles you show off when you’re with diggory are fake. he’s boring you, i can see that clear as day. at least when you were with me, it was fun.”

you shook your head at his words, a soft huff of disbelief forcing itself out of you. deep down inside of you, you know that everything he was saying was true, but you couldn’t admit that. cedric was your boyfriend, you loved him, didn’t you?

“stop it, mattheo,” you pleaded, looking up at the blood-drenched face of the boy you didn’t know whether you adored or despised.

“i was your first… everything, princess. you can’t just deny that what we had was special,” he scoffed, rolling his eyes as if he was getting annoyed again, his soft facade crumbling.

“what do you want me to do? apologise?” you breathed out in disbelief, looking at him as if he was insane, “if that’s what you want, then this is me standing in front of you and saying that i’m sorry for what happened that night, and it hurts my pride to say this, but i sometimes find myself wishing i could change my mind. is that what you want from me? i’m sick of these games.”

mattheo seemed to pause at your words, each syllable playing over and over in his head as he registered what you had just admitted. it was as if his entire body just glitched, every muscle coming to a standstill, though his eyes flicked back and forth as if he was reading the words from a book. it took a moment, but he eventually cracked a small smile, his head tilting.

“did you just reference a taylor swift song in your apology, love?”

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urwhorecrux · 2 months

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hi leo! how r you? may i request dark!cedric being jealous? smut ending is a plus tho 😏😏😏 btw have a great day and thanks for reading this 💖

hii im doing okay, hbu? and yes ofc thank you <3

⋆ ˚⁀➷ ₊˚⊹⋆ all yours - c.d

pairing. cedric diggory x fem!reader.

warnings. dark themes, smut, degrading names, dom/sub characters, oral, yandere themes, stalking, toxic behavior.

summary. just a blurb, fwb!cedric gets jealous watching you spend time fred, ending in a punishment, making you his.

a/n. little blurb ^_^ ignore how bad my yandere writing is.

Cedric believed the best way to approach being more than friends who fool- or approach an actual relationship with the girl he liked, was by keeping you as far away from Fred as he possibly could.

Now, as you lay across your bed, cedric grasping your thighs around his head, you knew exactly how you ended up here.

No one could argue that you spent as much time with Fred as you did Cedric, the only difference between them was that Cedric craved you more. After cedric noticed you taking an interest in Fred yet still fooling around with him-- he noticed something needed to change.

Thats why you're here- on cedric's tongue, screaming his name constantly almost every second.

He tightened your legs around his neck, grasping the soft skin around your thighs softly but firmly. His tongue continued nibbling at your wet cunt, dark eyes constantly looking up at your flushed, tired out face.

The day had started with him dragging you back to his dorm, establishing you weren't allowed to see Fred anymore- only him. He'd had a dirty dream the night before, after seeing how much of a desperate slut you could be for fred, he couldn't resist.

You weren't allowed to stop until cedric couldn't take it anymore. One of his favorite things in the world was your pussy, so the question was would he every really stop?

You'd already came on his tongue twice. The first one he made you ride his face, your wetness immediately gushing down his face by his fast tongue. The second, now he was painfully teasing you by dragging his tongue across your wet folds, praising you as he tastes every inch of you.

"Mm, you jus' taste so good sweetheart", he groaned, licking your juices around his lips.

"Ced- please..", you whined, voice barely stable, "Please just let me come, baby".

"Mhm, wrong, not yet", he grinned at you, smiling softly against your clit. "should've been good then baby, huh?" he cooed, inserting a finger inside you.

" 'M sorry please, please ced!"

"Mhmm i know baby, can't help but wanna see you spill all over again."

Moments after he nods allowing you to finally let go. Tears of pleasure began flowing down your face, a tight knot begging to form pressure in your stomach.

" I jus' want you all to myself baby', he whispered.

"I know I know, all yours only yours", you nodded.

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destourtereaux · 11 months

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treat you better - cedric diggory x fem!reader (part 4: the finale)

read first: part 1, 2, 3 summary: all is well in love and friendship wc: 1.4k follow @lovebirdupdates to join my "taglist"

a/n: dear reader, thank you so much for following this series - i never imagined you would like it so much. i hope you enjoy this final fic, and please do reblog if yes! i’m sad to leave ceddie and harry, but i like how i've ended it :)

The morning after Cedric’s surprise party, you’re woken up by the soft sunlight streaming in through the huge windows of the Hufflepuff common room. Lifting your head up, you hear Cedric grumble, arms tightening around you. The scene feels so cozy that you don’t want to return to reality - but there’s a Herbology midterm coming up, and you’ve never been a natural at the subject, unlike a certain Hufflepuff. And so, you begin extricating yourself from Cedric’s embrace, which is no easy feat.

“How’s it feel to be seventeen, Ceddie?”

You get a groan in response.

“Alright, alright, then you stay put, but I’ve got to go study. I’m not a genius like you,” you tease, squirming in your efforts to slide out of his grasp.

“‘M not a genius, Y/N/N. You help me all the time. Don’t go, I know you’re ready for it, you don’t need anymore studying,” comes a sleepy protest.

“Mm… thank you for your confidence, but I assure you I am not in the least prepared. And what is all this bad advice coming from a prefect,” you raise an eyebrow, before finally slipping out of Cedric’s arms, and standing up immediately to avoid being pulled back in.

You feel the loss of Cedric’s warmth around your shoulders, and it weakens your resolve far more than it should, so you figure you need to leave as soon as possible, before grey eyes melt you into a puddle and back into his chest.

“Oh, fine. Leave me right after spending the night,” Cedric jokes, fully awake at last. He chuckles at the flush on your cheeks from this statement, and dodges your hit to his arm. “Just kidding, darling. Thank you for the party. Now go do what you have to do, I know you’re a busy girl.”

You smile softly, before tiptoeing up to ruffle his hair, and turn to leave. The gray eyes don’t leave you until you’re fully out of sight.

******

Climbing through the portrait hole, you see Ron and Harry sitting on the carpeted floor in front of the hearth, playing Wizard’s Chess, and Hermione engrossed in a book on the nearby couch. The scene is so familiar and comforting that it brings an involuntary smile to your face, before you wipe it off, the fight replaying in your head.

Ron is the first to see you, freezing mid-check, and gives a weak wave. Harry turns, and so does Hermione, with the former also stiffing up, and the latter offering a sweet smile. Hermione then looks back, and, finding the two boys silent, rolls her eyes, and jerks her head in your direction, glaring at them.

Spurned, Ron and Harry stand up, and walk over, looking so dejected that you almost feel sorry for them.

“Y/N - it’s nice to see you again,” Ron begins, his expression sheepish. Harry nods to echo the sentiment.

“We just wanted to apologize for that night. For the mean things we said. None of it was true, and it was of no fault on your end,” Ron confesses.

Your eyes soften, and give him a pat on the shoulder, “thanks Ronnie. And I expect you’ve said the same to ‘Mione?” giving him a pointed look, to which he nods fervently. At this, you offer a smile at last, and seeing this, Ron seems to realize he’s forgiven.

“I’ll give you two some space then,” he says, guiding Hermione away, and leaving Harry alone with you in the Gryffindor Common Room.

Harry gestures for you to sit, and the two of you settle in on the carpet.

“Y/N/N - I’m really, honestly sorry. I had no right to say what I said, and I’ve felt horrid about it every day since then. I know you’ll always have my back, and some Yule Ball date would never change that. I hope you’ll forgive me,” the black haired boy finally blurts, the words spilling out of him.

Your resolve crumbles. I mean, this is Harry. One of your best friends. You could never stay mad at him, no matter how much he messes up. It’s like he said: you have each other’s backs. So you lean forward and hug him, breathing in the smell of broom polish and treacle toffee that you had missed incredibly, feeling the boy physically relax into your touch.

“You really like him, don’t you?” Harry chimes, as you pull out of the hug.

“Yes, I do. And I hope you’re okay with that,” you share, crimson spilling onto your cheeks.

Harry nods, a grin spreading across his face, “I am, really. I know I acted in jealousy at the ball, but I don’t think I’ve ever actually felt romantically towards you - not that you’re unlikeable, you know, just -”

You laugh out loud, cutting him off, and offer a nod, “I get it, don’t stress yourself out, mate.”

He nods in relief, “you’re my best friend, Y/N/N, and that’s it. I love our relationship, and I do not want it to ever change.”

You nod, feeling better than you have in nearly a month.

Ron and Hermione choose that exact moment to enter the room, the guilt of eavesdropping written on their faces. But you’re far too happy to care - the gang’s back together.

******

Over the next month, life returns to normal, or rather, a new normal. Hermione is hanging out with Krum as much as possible, to make the most of their time together before the tournament ends and he returns to Durmstrang. You don’t see her nearly as much anymore, but it’s understandable.

Instead, you spend your days either studying out on the greens with Harry and Ron, or hanging out with Cedric, going to Hogsmeade’s various little cafes.

The second tournament task comes along, and you, Hermione, and Ron are pulled into the headmaster’s office then sent to the bottom of the Black Lake. When you awake, Cedric is treading water to keep the two of you above the lake, and you’re quickly pulled out and given a warm towel. Since Cedric finished first, the two of you rest in the champion seating section, and the boy keeps asking you if you’re okay, despite your fervent exclamations that you’re probably doing better than he is.

His friends soon surround him, arriving with endless teasing about how you’re the person “he’ll sorely miss,” and Cedric flushes scarlet at their words, refusing to meet your eyes. Eventually, he manages to shove them all away, and looks down to see you grinning.

“Ced, just so you know, I would’ve sorely missed you too,” you admit, before pressing a quick kiss to his lips.

Suddenly, Cedric could care less about his friends. He feels warm and dry and cozy, not a trace of the Black Lake’s eeriness on his mind.

******

A few weeks later, and it’s your birthday. Cedric had wracked his brain for ways to top your surprise party for him, and enlisted the help of the trio to do so. Hermione contributed all your likes and dislikes: she knew you like the back of her hand; Ron got Fred and George to put together a little sparkler show for you, and Harry was in charge of inviting all your closest friends.

The day of, you wake up to Cedric’s voice, before he gives you five minutes to pick an outfit, then promptly blindfolds you and leads you out to the courtyard, where the cutest picnic party had been set up. You laugh in delight, ecstatic, and after a quick kiss for Ced, rush over to meet up with your friends.

As you catch up over drinks with them, two boys, one Gryffindor, one Hufflepuff, are standing a distance away, both looking at you with slight smiles.

Soon, the sky is darkening and the party growing more and more uproarious. You spin around to see Harry and Cedric talking, and grin. Strolling over, you place an arm around each. Cedric kisses your hair, and you give Harry a tight hug.

“Thank you for all of this,” you say, “seriously. I’ve never been happier.”

Before they can reply: you were never one for cheesy emotions, you (forcibly) pull them toward the karaoke machine, where Ron and Hermione are singing their hearts out.

****** THE END! interested in my other works? see my masterlist!

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khami-the-raccoon · 6 months

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Hello!

Could you do Cedric Diggory x M!Reader? Reader is in Slytherin and is also German. He’s always around Cedric, and will not hesitate to murder someone if they are mean to Cedric. Reader kinda acts like a guard dog.

Have a good day/evening!

Hello! Thank you for your request! I loved your idea ;) hope you like it!

Cedric Diggory x protective! male reader

Summary: Cedric Diggory x male reader, where reader is very protective towards his boyfriend Cedric, and he is also a Slytherin and German.

Word count: 802

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In Hogwarts, there was a young German boy named Y/N, a proud Slytherin deeply in love with Cedric Diggory, one of Hogwarts' most talented and charming students. Their relationship was a source of envy and admiration, built on trust, love, and a profound understanding of one another. They were inseparable, often seen strolling hand in hand through the picturesque corridors of Hogwarts.

Y/N was well known for his protectiveness towards his boyfriend. He was like his guard dog, he would never let anyone make Cedric upset without him beating up the person who did it.

Y/N's protective nature wasn't limited to just one incident. It was woven into the fabric of their daily life. For instance, during a Potions class, when Cedric was struggling to brew a particularly challenging potion, Y/N subtly slipped him a vial of the missing ingredient from his own supply. It was a small gesture, but it saved Cedric from the embarrassment of failure.

On another occasion, as they were studying together in the library, a group of Slytherins decided to play a prank on Cedric by switching his notes with blank parchment. Y/N, who had noticed the troublemakers whispering and smirking, quickly intervened. He calmly confronted the culprits, making it clear that messing with Cedric was not something they wanted to do. Y/N's unwavering support protected Cedric from undue stress and humiliation.

Even in everyday situations, like meals in the Great Hall, Y/N would keep a watchful eye on Cedric, ensuring he was comfortable and had what he needed. If anyone dared to make a snide comment or a sniggering remark, Y/N's glare would be enough to make them regret it.

Their love was not just built on grand gestures but on countless small acts of protection and care. The bond between them was a shield, guarding Cedric from the challenges of life at Hogwarts. And with each act of love and protection, Y/N's devotion to Cedric only deepened.

One sunny afternoon, Y/N was talking to his friends while watching Cedric, who was enjoying a quiet moment by the lake, when a group of students approached him. Among them was a particularly arrogant and hurtful individual who had set his sights on Cedric. Ignoring the fact that Cedric was already taken, he began to flirt with him disrespectfully.

Y/N's protective instincts kicked in immediately. He quickly walked to the boy, his eyes blazing with anger, and confronted the disrespectful student. "What do you think you're doing?" Y/N's voice was laced with a dangerous edge.

The student sneered, clearly underestimating Y/N's determination. "Just having a little fun with your boyfriend here. What's it to you? I’m sure he’d prefer me rather than you" he said, laughing mockingly.

Y/N's fists clenched at his sides, his voice filled with icy determination. "Cedric is my boyfriend, and I won't let anyone disrespect him. You better back off now!” Y/N said, raising his voice. Anybody else would be scared by his heavy German accent and loud voice.

The disrespectful student laughed mockingly, thinking Y/N was all talk. But little did he know, that Y/N was not one to be taken lightly. In a swift motion, Y/N lunged forward, delivering a powerful punch that sent the student sprawling to the ground.

Cedric watched in awe as Y/N defended him, his heart swelling with love and admiration. But as he saw Y/N was willing to beat the other guy up really badly, he walked towards him and took his hand "it’s okay, Y/N. He isn’t worth it" Cedric said, his voice filled with gentleness.

Y/N turned to Cedric, his expression softening. "Alright… but you know I would do anything to protect you, Cedric. You mean the world to me, and I won't let anyone hurt you." He said as he looked Cedric with eyes of love.

As the defeated student retreated, Y/N pulled Cedric into a tight embrace. They stood there, holding each other, grateful for the love they shared and the strength they found in one another.

“Now, come here, I’ll help you with your knuckles” Cedric said as he took Y/N’s hand as if it was made of glass and took him to his bedroom. “Am I even allowed to be here?” Y/N asked as he was in the Hufflepuff’s common room. “It’s just a second… don’t worry too much” Cedric said with a chuckle.

After cleaning Y/N’s bloodied knuckles, Cedric kissed his hand lovingly and smiled at him “thank you so much for everything you do for me… I don’t know what I’d do without you” Cedric said while holding Y/N’s cheek.

“I love you Cedric” Y/N said smiling “I love you too…”

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fieldofsecretss · 2 years

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I promise you’re a good girl-D.M

Pairing: bestfriend!Draco x fem!reader

SMUT

NOT PROOF READ

warnings: thigh riding, reader being used, crying, kind of subspace, Cedric being an asshole, aftercare <3, mentions of scratches and bruises. I do think that’s all. Take it or leave it, don’t like don’t read, okay?

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“what happened?” he asked as he pulled her inside before anyone could find her out after curfew

“went to see Cedric…” she mumbles as she walked to his room and collapsed on his big, newly made bed, always typical Draco..always so neat.

“oh fuck” he cursed through a sigh, he wasn’t exactly fond of Cedric, also known as the ‘golden boy’, or the fact that he never cares about y/n. he just gets what he wants and sends her out the door, not even caring if she finished or not and no aftercare whatsoever. And that was a big deal for him, aftercare is his favorite part and should always be offered.

“didnt even get to finish, dray...” she whined as tears slid down her slightly pink cheeks, oh those cheeks, someone as beautiful as her should never have to cry over a boy like..him..Cedric.

“oh love..” he muttered, “why do you keep doing this to yourself, you know you always end up in my dorm crying your pretty eyes out on my bed” he said as he sat down on the bed and wiped her tears with his thumbs, mascara slowly making black trails from her long lashes above her doe eyes, bottom lashes sticking together.

“he told me I was his good girl…i just wanna be good” she sniffled and hiccuped. God he couldn’t help but feel his heart gain a crack.

“your tummy ‘s all achy, yeah?” he asked putting a big hand on her lower abdomen, he quickly noticed how she leaned closer to him, seeking his touch.

“so bad, dray”

“want me to take care of you?” He asked already knowing the answer. He felt so bad for her, he doesn’t want his little sweetheart to suffer

“please, Draco” she begged airily

“okay love, come here. ‘M gonna help you out”

“am i a good girl? i just wanna be a good girl—“ she said desperate for assurance, but the blonde slytherin cut her off

“i promise you’re a good girl, angel” he said, his hands were now wrapped around her waist as he began moving her, “but you gotta stop going to him, he’s no good for you, love”

her pretty pink lips parted as he kept moving her back and forth on his thigh, making her pussy rub against his pants back and forth

“Draco” she whispered as her hands moved up to his wide shoulders so she can move faster

“there we go, keep going, honey” he said, “poor princess, didn’t get to cum, hm?”

she shook her head and closed her eyes, feeling her climax coming on as she was already on the brink of it from earlier

“almost there, aren’t you? Don’t worry I’m here, love”

“mhm” she nodded and moved faster and faster, feeling the tension loosen up bit for bit, focus on the feeling of him.

“you can cum, love” he said, a low yet high pitched moan came out of her as her high came on, she fell on the bed next to her on the side, breathing out as she tried to catch her breath

“i didn’t mean to bother y—“

“sweetheart” Draco cut in, “i’m not him. i’ll take care of you, cm’ere” he said, picking her up and taking her to the bathroom counter

“i’m gonna take of your clothes, is that okay for you?” he asked, what can you say, he’s a man of consent

“It’s okay Draco” she said in a tired and weak voice, his jaw clenched at the sight of her bare body, bruises, red marks, and scratches were all over her body.

it meant that it was a rough night and that asshole didn’t even bother to give her the aftercare she needed. How careless, and he was supposed to be the soft, goody two shoes golden boy. Only if every girl that swoon for him knew what an ungrateful, selfish prick he was

“Fucking asshole” he whispered as be turned on the water and filled the bath, he hated the being that was Cedric Diggory. that fucking asshole never bothered to care about that poor girl that just wanted to please him and make him happy, in hopes of one day he’ll care for her

he put some soaps and bath salts in and gently put her in the bath, he cleaned her up with a soft towel, minding the sensitive areas. He was really careful to not make her uncomfortable in any way.

“want a rubber duck?” he asked, she nodded, he chuckled lightly as he put a rubber duck on the water, seeing her move it around and play with it while he washed her hair and body, she didn’t want to make her smaller than she was, but he knew she liked all the silly muggle stuff and he just wanted to reward her for how good she’s been. She deserved a good end of the day

he then dried her off and dressed her in one of his boxers and his quidditch sweater, he put her in bed and placed a blanket over her body and tucked it in on the sides of her body to create a comforting feeling

“stay with me?” she said as she saw him walk away, she reached out her hand for him, he sighed and muttered a small ‘of course’ as he held her hand and whispered sweet nothings in her ear while she slept and once in a while planting a loving kiss on her head

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This is a very old one, one of the first five I wrote actually. So I know it’s bad, don’t come after me😂❤️

#sage speaks #draco drabble #draco malfoy smut #draco malfoy fic #draco lucius malfoy #draco malfoy imagine #draco x reader #draco x y/n #draco fluff #cedric diggory #normalize aftercare #harry potter

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shadowbriar · 2 years

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could you do some writings for cedric please ;(

Series of Pleasant Firsts - Cedric Diggory

Pairing : (F/M) || Cedric Diggory x Reader Word Count : 3k Warning : None. Notes : When the walls between love and friendship starts to crumble, will any of them be brave enough to take the leap of faith and tear it to shambles? Idk how to describe this story. It’s just fluff. Thank you for requesting!

She watches as he tries to break his own record at stone skipping with a wide smile. He’s always been so gifted with outdoor activities. Both muggle and wizard sports, he seems to be a master of it. How his cheeks are always tinted with rose colour from the burn of the sun, his skin gleaming from the sheer layer of sweat. Cedric Diggory is a one beautiful boy, indeed.

She misses this. Spending quality time with him, just the two of them. Having separate houses in Hogwarts were starting to create distance between them. It didn’t help either that the friends they made with were not of the same circle. Him with his popular little Miss and Mister Perfect friends while she finds comfort with the more quiet and reserved flock.

“Come and take a dip with me.” Cedric says with a smile, panting as he takes his top off.

“No.” She says short, looking back to her book “I’d rather stay in the dry area, thank you very much.”

“Oh, come on! You’ve even got your swimsuit on, it’d be a shame to not test it in the water.”

She didn’t budge, glueing her eyes to the pages.

“I promise your book will still be here once we’re done.” Cedric says, taking her book away gently as he tosses it to the picnic basket “Besides, you kind of owe it to this lake. Remember how we would always go here every other weekend? It’s been ages since, so you have to take a dip.”

He didn’t let her have another minute of thoughts as he pulled her by the waist, practically dragging her to the body water. Her scream echoes as he throws her in, soaking her entire body with the cold water. She wanted to be angry at him for not giving her the chance to take her cardigan off but it’s hard to stay mad at him. Especially when his eyes glisten as he chortles like this.

Their smiles bloom even wider as she begins to splash water on him. They playfully drown each other until he admits defeat, evidently letting her win just to please her. Now they’re standing close in front of another with smiles still tucks on their lips, making the most of time to study each other’s features.

A lot has changed in him. Cedric was always a beautiful boy and yet somehow he’s grown even more beautiful as if it was ever possible. His jawline is more defined, cheeks more hollow as he lost his baby fat. It was as if his face was sculpted by a Greek God and Goddesses themselves.

“You’re staring.” He says, biting down a smile.

“So do you.”

“Have I ever told you how pretty you are?”

She blushes.

“Any guy would be lucky to have you.”

And there it is. Any guy. Not I would be lucky to have you.

It’s frustrating at times how gentle and tender Cedric’s gesture could lead her on. There are more than a handful occasions where she could have sworn that he sees her more than a best friend. The way he treats her has changed to how he did when they were still children. To admit embarrassedly, she feels like Cedric is treating her like a lady instead of a mere friend.

A lady he wishes to win their heart.

“Let’s not talk about boys, shall we. I have just enough girlfriends chirping in my ears about them at school.” She says with rolled eyes, walking to the edge of the lake “I’d have my head if you too decide to lecture me about them.”

Cedric smiles, amused as he swims further to the middle “Why, what do your friends talk to you about?”

“You know, how everyone is apparently dating everybody else. How they’ve got their first kisses already and how pleasant a date in Madam Puddifoot’s Tea Shop is. All those sappy things I’m sure your friends are also on about.”

“You say it like it’s a bad thing.” He chuckles lightly “I’m sure they’re not half as bad as you moan them to be.”

“Easy for you to say. You’re always swarmed with beautiful perfect girls who are willing to drop their knickers down for you anytime around the clock. I, on the other hand, am not so lucky with a romantic life.”

“Come on, that’s hardly ever true. I’ve heard a lot of my guy friends talk about you.”

“Well the next time you hear any of them talk about me, do send them my way. I’m tired of waiting for some guy to finally ask me on a date.” She groans, feeling pathetic on herself “I haven’t even had my first kiss yet.”

Cedric raises his brows, “You haven’t had your first kiss?”

“Nope.” She shakes her head, getting off of the lake “Pathetic am I not?”

She walks to their picnic spot, placing her wet cardigan on a tree close by so it could dry. She dries herself with a towel, brows slightly furrows at the sight of Cedric coming out of the lake too. He’s usually not out until the sun’s down.

“I have an idea.” He says, looking quite unsure of himself “But you have to promise me you wouldn’t kill me and throw my body to the lake.”

She raises an eyebrow, “How do you mean?”

“To tell you the truth, I haven’t had my first kiss yet either.” Cedric admits, cheeks looking rosy at the confession “I’ve only lied to my friends so they would get off of my back.”

“Who did you tell them you had your first kiss with?”

“You.”

She went mute.

The flush on her cheeks are probably more crimson than his now. His eyes were still glued on her, intently examining her reaction. For the first time in her life, she’s seen Cedric being this flustered.

“So seeing that we have a common problem and how I had dragged your name into my lie, I was thinking.. Maybe we could just.. You know, have this over with?”

She blinks rapidly, trying to process his words. He’s still standing there, unnerved. His eyes were still anticipating an answer, fingers fidgeting as he waited patiently for a sign.

She asks hesitantly, “You want to.. Kiss me?”

“Only if you’re fine with it.”

She silently pinch herself, trying to make sure that she wasn’t dreaming. Cedric Diggory is really asking her for a kiss. Though his reasoning is plainly based as a friendly favour, she still finds it hard to accept the fact that he wanted to kiss her.

“Alright.”

He grins, sighing in relief, “Brilliant.”

“So how would we do this?”

“I- I don’t know.” He admits, sounding unsure himself “I mean, we’d just.. You know, kiss.”

“Okay. Of course. Right.” She nods timidly, trying to maintain her composure “Should I keep my eyes open? Or would you find it more comfortable if I close them?”

“Open them, please.” He says softly as he takes a step closer, placing her hand on her jawline “I’d like to see your eyes.”

She nods.

It’s getting harder for her to stay relaxed. With every inch he’s closing in, she finds her body to be more rigid, afraid that one wrong movement would make him pull away and change his mind. She wanted this, Godric knows how badly she’s prayed for this. She could only hope that he wouldn’t hear how loud her heart is thumping right now.

“I’m going in, okay?”

She could only reply with a nod.

She closes her eyes as his warm breathing meets her face. Within seconds she could feel Cedric’s soft lips touching hers, gently brushing over each other. She could feel the electricity jolting through her body with every peck. For a first kiss, he surely knows his way around.

“Wow.” He breathed as he pulled away, eyes still closed as if he tried to cling onto the feelings longer “We should’ve done that sooner.”

“Shut up.”

She shoves his shoulder playfully, trying to hide her tomato face.

The kiss would certainly haunt her mind for days, if not months from now.

“So, uh, we’re still friends, right?” Cedric asks, rubbing his nape “I mean, the kiss.. It didn’t change our friendship anyhow, right?”

She bites down the heartbreak, nodding and smiling instead, “Of course.”

“Brilliant.”

Again, she could have sworn she saw the disappointment reflecting on his eyes. As if he was feeling the very same bitterness she’s feeling right now. But as he said it himself, the kiss changes nothing. They’re still friends. Just like they’ve always been.

Just friends.

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The Hufflepuff boy runs to her, a smile plastered on his face. It seems like he’s been searching for her around the castle with how many beads of sweat trailing his face. His face was slightly red, panting as he tried to control his breathing.

“Hello, there Champion.” She teases, fixing his shawl that was slightly misaligned from all the running “Fancy seeing you here.”

“I’ve been looking for you.” He says in between his pants “You would not believe what has just happened.”

Her brows furrow, intrigued at what he’s saying, “What, what happened?”

“I’ve asked Cho Chang to be my date for the Yule Ball and she said yes!”

The smile on her face starts to dissipate. Her eyes were starting to look blank as she let the words sink in. He’s asked another to be his date. How foolish of her to have expected him to ask her instead.

“That’s brilliant, Ced.” She says with fake excitement, smiling though it could not reach her eyes “I’m very happy for you.”

“Thanks.” He nods, looking proud of himself “I have to be honest with you, I was worried she would’ve said no because I heard Potter was planning to escort her too. Thank Merlin she chose me instead.”

She nods, still forcing a smile, “Good for you, Ced.”

The rest of his words went in and out of her ear with no remark. Only becoming a background noise she tries so hard to quiet down, feeling suffocated at its ringing. Though he’s always been surrounded with girls, there has never been one Cedric was evidently interested in. Everyone just comes and goes, becoming one of the many names mentioned in his stories.

She’s always known that one day or another she would have to face the day when he would find a girl and have his world gravitate towards her. Leaving her alone as a lost satellite. No matter how much she wanted him to know that he is her sun, she knows that in his universe, she was just another passing star.

“So, uh, how about you? You’re going with McLaggen, so I’ve heard.” Cedric says, bursting her bubble back to reality “I didn’t know you two are close.”

“No, no we’re not.” She says flatly, not looking at him “He’d asked me but I haven’t said yes. I was waiting for someone else but I supposed I’ve hanged McLaggen for too long, I should give his answer now.”

“Wait, you were waiting for someone else?” Cedric asked, stopping their pace “Who?”

“It doesn’t matter, Ced.”

The sparkle on his eyes dulls down as the puzzle clicks, “You were waiting for me, weren’t you?”

“Just forget it. It’s not like we owe each other anything.” She says harshly, her tone coming out a little bit more rude than she intended “Besides, not everything has to be shared with a friend.”

Cedric’s eyebrows rose, looking offended, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I’m just saying,” She turns to see him, hands balled into a fist as she tries to control her disappointment that is now transforming into anger “We should stop gatekeeping each other's feelings because it’s getting toxic.”

Cedric was appalled. He doesn’t understand where all her anger was coming from. If anything, he should be the one to be angry at her. She was the one who’s gotten a date first before him. He should be the one saying all these hurtful truths.

“Consider said feelings gone. From now on we don’t know each other.”

She nods, holding in the tears threatening from her eyes, “Done.”

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Ever since their fallout about their Yule Ball date, neither of the two has exchanged a word to another. Still, that does not mean he doesn’t get her full support through his tasks. Her worry was growing deeper and deeper with each task passed. Though Cedric won first place on the second task, knowing how Harry barely got out of the water in time was enough of a nightmare for her to live with.

Screw their argument, she thought. She’d rather have him break her heart daily than to live with the thought of him away, not knowing if he was safe or not. If she has to live the rest of her life with him being oblivious of her feelings then so be it. Any of that would be better than not being able to comfort him when he’s in trouble.

And so she finds herself struggling to meet Cedric. She squeezed herself into the crowd of Champions and their supporters but the blond boy was nowhere to be seen. Perhaps he’s gone elsewhere right after the second task score announcement was made. Helped Cho to get warm or something.

But just before her heart turns desperate, she hears her name being called.

She could recognise his voice anywhere, anytime. Before she could call him back, Cedric has already wrapped his arms around her, engulfing her in a big wet hug as he pulls her close. Her body heat is his only source of warmth, gritting his teeth in coldness as he rests his head on the crook of her neck.

“I was so worried they’d taken you to the lake.” He says, frantically examining her face “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine. It’s you I’m worried about!”

“Merlin.” Cedric sighs in relief, pulling her back close to his chest “They’re trying to get me killed, for real. If not from the tasks then from a heart attack, I swear it.”

“Don’t say things like that.” She protested, feeling scared of the thought “You know I hate it.”

Cedric couldn’t find a word to utter. Instead he just chuckles lightly, tightening his embrace on her. Helga knows how much he misses having her in his arms. He peppers her forehead with kisses, trying to ease both of their worries away.

She didn’t know what happened but the waves of emotions made her cry. The worry, the stress, and frustration of not being able to be there with him has driven her crazy. Now that he’s here, giving her the very embrace she’s longed for, she couldn’t help but to shed a tear or two.

“Hey, listen,” Cedric says, breaking the hug as cups her face, gazing on her eyes deeply “I know that things haven’t been pretty lately and I know I have the bigger part at fault in that, but I really can’t spend another day without you anymore. If you want to hate me, then hate me but hate me close so I can still see and touch you.”

“Ced-”

“No, I’m not done.” He cuts fast, still frantic from the jolt of adrenaline “I know we’ve been friends for as long as I can remember but I’m willing to burn that bridge and build another one with you. I don’t want us to be just friends anymore. I want you to continue being my first. My first friend, my first kiss, my first heartbreak, everything.”

She cries, nodding to his words.

“And if you’d have me, I’d try my best to be your very last. I know we’re still young but being there in the lake- Screw it.”

Spending no other second, he finally seals their lips. The very same feelings they felt years ago when they shared their first kiss by the lake washes over them. In fact, this time the feelings were magnified. Their despair and crave for one another has certainly enhanced their hunger.

She finds herself melting under his touch. Cedric’s kiss was more demanding than she last remembered them. This time he kisses her with greed, trying to make sure that she knows just how aching he is without her. He wanted her to know that she is the only remedy to his thirst.

“Wait,” She says as she breaks the kiss, earning a confused and disappointed look from him “What about Cho?”

“She understands.”

Cedric paid no mind to his words before continuing the kiss. He has certainly found something new he hates most in this entire universe- being interrupted as they kiss.

“Wait, Ced.”

Cedric lets out a huff of exasperation, “What? What is it this time?”

“Mr. Diggory.” An authoritarian voice calls from behind. Cedric has to bite the embarrassment down when he turns to see Professor McGonnagal eyeing them two with her strict eyes “You are expected at the Headmaster’s room along with the other Champions. I’m sure the two of you can continue your business later.”

Cedric nods, pursing his lips in embarrassment, “Yes, Professor.”

Professor McGonnagal gives one last nod before turning her heels to go into the castle.

She has to bite down her laughter as Cedric turns back to see her. Her cheeks were pink, embarrassed yet feeling blissful at the same time.

“I have to go now.” Cedric says softly, smiling yet looking like he wanted to stay “I’ll find you once I’m done.”

She nods, grinning, “Alright.”

“I’ll come back to that.” He says as he plants a chaste kiss to her lips “And that.”

“Just go.” She says with a giggle, smiling in between his kisses.

Cedric smiles, pulling her into another kiss before finally walking away.

She watches as his figure slowly drifts away. Her heart is still swelling from the new reality she’s trying so hard to comprehend. She bites her lower lip, trying to prevent herself from grinning like a lunatic. From then on, she knows that whatever first she has to do, she’s sure that they would only be a series of pleasant firsts with him.

#cedric diggory #cedric diggory x you #cedric diggory x reader #cedric diggory x oc #cedric diggory x y/n #cedric diggory fluff #cedric diggory oneshot #cedric diggory imagine #cedric diggory fanfic #cedric diggory fanfiction

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chaoticfics · 9 months

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masterpost of fics

Harry Styles:

SNL (Harry Styles X Famous!Reader)

Citrine (Witch!harry)

Sweet as Honey (boxer!harry)

parts: 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. 18.

Heal (wolf!harry)

mute!harry

7 missed calls (car accident)

historical au (farmhand)

prince!harry

witch harry and yn

baseball harry

harry erectile disfunction

secret pregnancy trope

1 2 3 4 5 6 7

stepdad!harry not being legal guarding of r kid

single mom r

teen dad

fairy!harry

Spencer Reid

period stain

police officers check out pregnant yn

gf answers door to bau when they were having sex

sr and r kids get kidnapped when they were secret

sr and r kids set them up

sr and r exs, they have a kid

r is witness, dating sr

secret pregnancy/child

camp!au

cockwarming

one bed trope

lure unsub out by kissing

regulus black

lestrange!r

r and reg live with serious during war

muggle born r and having to lie to reg parents

evans!r. lily finds you and reg dating

steve harrington

mike grossed out by pda

sh going crazy for boobs

r loves his uniform

omega steve

grumpy!r

wallet photo

after birth, steve scared sex

miguel o’hara

secret pregnancy trope

childhood bestfriends (headcanon)

non-spidey, insecure

misses you

misses you (ceo)

male spiders give back rubs

clingy mig

youre cheated on, m comforts

ppl try to guess whats between you

m breaking bed

shy/inexperienced m

secret preg trope

mean/sassy!r

fake relationship

m back scratches

anatomy lesson

Cedric Diggory

cd and r's kid tells their story

smut after practice

Jack Hughs

secret prg trope

single!mom: one, two, three

want baby

walked during sex

daughter comforts after loss

Zuko

Rotations

max thunderman

pheobe catches you two

Battison

fake marriage

failed flying

wife kidnapped by riddler

sakusa

s and r are secretly dating

s and r are engaged

secret pregnancy

oikawa x r

loki x daughter!r

georgie cooper x r

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castielli · 2 years

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How to request:

Go to @castiellos and send an ask with all the details you need! (To see my works, just search in my tags “castielli”. I’ll make a masterlist soon)

Fandoms I write for under the cut!

NCIS

Timothy McGee

Jimmy Palmer

Nicholas Torres

CRIMINAL MINDS

Spencer Reid

Penelope Garcia (platonic🫶)

Luke Alvez

SHAMELESS

Ian Gallagher

Carl Gallagher

Lip Gallagher

Mickey Milkovich

Kevin Ball

THE WALKING DEAD (+TELLTALE GAME)

Rick Grimes

Daryl Dixon

Glenn Rhee

Negan Smith

Shane Walsh

Lee Everett

Kenny

Doug

Mark

STRANGER THINGS

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Robin Buckley (platonic)

Eddie Munson

Jim Hopper

Jonathan Byers

Peter/001

Jason Carver

Dimitri

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY (I still need to finish the last season😊)

Viktor Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Number Five

Luther Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves

SUPERNATURAL

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Castiel

Crowley

Bobby (platonic)

Chuck

NOW YOU SEE ME

Jack Wilder

J. Daniel Atlas

Merritt McKinney

Dylan Rhodes

Chase McKinney

MARVEL (Avengers/X-men)

Wanda Maximoff

Tony Stark

Bruce Banner

Thor Odinson

Loki Laufeyson

Steve Rogers

Stephen Strange

Peter Parker (Tom/Andrew/Tobey)

Clint Barton

Deadpool

Bucky Barnes

Sam Wilson

Peter Quill

Quentin Beck/Mysterio

Eddie Brock/Venom

Druig

Ikaris

Charles Xavier

Erik Lehnsherr

Peter Maximoff

Wolverine

Scott Summers

Hank McCoy

Bobby Drake

Alex Summers

Phil Coulson

Marc Spector/Steven Grant/Jake Lockey

Scott Lang

Pietro Maximoff

Mobius M. Mobius

Matt Murdock

Shang-chi

STAR WARS

Anakin Skywalker

Luke Skywalker

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Kylo Ren

Poe Dameron

Finn

TEEN WOLF

Stiles Stilinski

Scott McCall

Derek Hale

Isaac Lahey

Jackson Whittemore

Peter Hale

Theo Raeken

Liam Dunbar

Jordan Parrish

Mason Hewitt

Danny Mahealani

Aiden Steiner

Ethan Steiner

Corey Bryant

THE BOYS IN THE BAND

Bernard

Harold

Hank

Donald

Cowboy

Alan McCarthy

Michael

Larry

Emory

WHITE COLLAR

Neal Caffrey

Peter Burke

Mozzie (platonic)

Clinton Jones

DIVERGENT

Peter

Caleb Prior

Four

HARRY POTTER

Neville Longbottom

Sirius Black

Cedric Diggory

Seamus Finnigan

Viktor Krum

Remus Lupin

Draco Malfoy

Tom Riddle

Charlie Weasley

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Percy Weasley

Ron Weasley

Oliver Wood

FANTASTIC BEASTS AND WHERE TO FIND THEM

Gellert Grindelwald (Mads Mikkelsen)

Newt Scamander

Credence Barebone

Theseus Scamander

Albus Dumbledore (Jude Law)

HUNGER GAMES

Peeta Mellark

Coriolanus Snow

Sejanus Plinth

MAZE RUNNER

Newt

Thomas

Gally

Minho

911 (and LONE STAR)

Evan Buckley (Buck)

Howie Han (Chimney)

Bobby Nash

Eddie Diaz

TK Strand

Carlos Reyes

Paul Strickland

Owen Strand

Jud Ryder

Mateo Chavez

RIVERDALE

Jughead Jones

FP Jones

Archie Andrews

Hiram Lodge

Sweet Pea

Fangs

Kevin Keller

Reggie Mantle

Chic

Moose Mason

BROOKLYN99

Jake Peralta

Terry Jeffords

All the others (platonic only)

CHRISTIAN BALE

Patrick Bateman (American Psycho)

Bruce Wayne (Batman)

PEDRO PASCAL

Joel Miller (TLOU)

Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

Javi Gutierrez (The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent)

Javier Peña (Narcos)

Oberyn Martell (Game of Thrones)

Agent Whiskey (Kingsman)

Silva (Strange Way of Life)

Francisco Morales (Triple Frontier)

Marcus Moreno (We Can Be Heroes)

Dieter Bravo (The Bubble)

DETROIT BECOME HUMAN

Connor

RK900

Hank

Markus

Luther

Simon

Gavin

Josh

BARBIE

Ken (Ryan)

Ken (Simu)

Allan

SHERLOCK

Sherlock Holmes

John Watson

Jim Moriarty

Mycroft Holmes

FNAF (movie)

Mike Schmidt

Steve Raglan

SUITS

Harvey Specter

Mike Ross

LA CASA DE PAPEL

El Profesor

Berlín

Palermo

Denver

Río

I WON’T WRITE:

-Smut (for anyone)

-R*pe

-Female readers/GN readers

-Suic*de

-inc*st

-Crossdressing

-Romantic/Suggestive stories for underage characters (only platonic, basically)

If the character you wanted to request is not on the list, you can try and ask me anyways.

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delicrieux · 2 years

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hello :) can i request a Cedric Diggory x male slytherin reader, where hes a bully, but for some reason cedric falls for him and the reader starts having a soft spot for him?..

KNICK-KNACKS | endless drabble series (summer edition)

summary: a boy’s bag and it’s secrets pairing: cedric x m!reader a/n: loves it also used prompt 3. backpack

masterlist. ☕. reqs are open for the august prompt list! make sure to check out the summer features as well <3

In the far off corner of the Hufflepuff boys’ dormitory there lays Cedric’s backpack, thrust between his open suitcase and a cluttered nightstand. The flap is open and the mouth gapes full of secrets - secrets shared between two rivaling houses that, perhaps, would never be so openly displayed if he wasn’t in a hurry to meet you.

It’s long past evening and the sun rolls down into the lake where you and he sit by the boathouse. The upcoming summer air is full of pollen. But back in the dormitory, in the mess of clothes and socks and scattered papers, the air is stuffy by the kitchens; clouds of dancing dust descend from the ceiling onto the yellow carpet. Laid in bed on sleepless nights, Cedric would wonder what the Slytherin common room was like: was it cold, damp, and shadowy, like the depths of the lake?

In his backpack, next to a hastily scribbled essay, there’s only one word scrawled in your neat handwriting: boring. That’s how it all started, with one adjective and a feedback session between Hufflepuffs and Slytherins. You had, somehow, gotten Cedric’s essay to fix, whilst he was given one of your housemate’s. You were never easily impressed nor all that friendly, and your lack of constructive critique left a sour taste on Cedric’s tongue. He recalls seeing you there, sat among your peers, watching him with slight interest, as if to say, what shall you do? Pressed between the pages of a Herbology textbook was a flower Cedric had grown and you had trampled. It was a rainy day, and the blow to his shoulder as you pushed past was no gentler than the wind outside the greenhouses. The flower fell, crushed under your feet, left with an imprint of dirt and your sly smile.

There are many things like these in his bag: a burned quill, a torn scroll, crumbled notes of him getting hit by lightning.

But there are also your Quidditch gloves given to him when his had worn out; the course synopsis had written and shared with him to study; a bottle of your expensive ink and a few letters you had written him that he rereads each night before going to bed. Those he’s afraid that someone someday may find and expose whatever it is that has grown between you - an affection that’s not easily described, despite your efforts.

You’re the youngest son, a sensitive creature, even if you hide it well behind a dull expression and sharp eyes. And your touches are always careful and precise, like a musicians. Cedric thinks you’re a better spellcaster than Quidditch player, but he’d never say it aloud - it would probably upset you.

He thinks he might love you, but he isn’t sure of how to tell you yet. With you, and the lake, and the sunset, times comes to a standstill as those words freeze between his lips. But you look at him and he thinks that you know, somehow, that you have it all figured it out. And it calms him, makes him relax in your presence. Your hand gently lays on his. He would gladly hold it forever if you let him.

hope u liked it <3

#Harry Potter #cedric diggory #cedric x reader #cedric diggory x reader #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter x reader #imagine #imagines #harry potter fandom #read #xreader #male reader #summer snapshots

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cedricamosdickory · 1 year

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I love Cedric Diggory.

#harry potter universe #cedric diggory #if you like harry potter go and read my wattpad fanfic l i m e r a n c e by cedricamosdickory #cedricamosdickory #cedricamosdiggory #cedricdiggoryisbae #cedric deserved better #cedric x reader #cedric is so hot #hufflepuff #slytherin #ravenclaw #gryffindor #harry potter

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crims0nwritess · 1 year

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Introduction

Helloooo, this is my first tumblr post so I apologize for how bad it is😭

Anyways I write fanfics! Here are the fandoms I will write for:

Marvel

Stranger things

The owl house

Wednesday

Enola Holmes

Harry Potter

Avatar the last airbender/ Avatar legend of korra

Heartstopper

Limits/Requirements

What I will write:

Fluff

Gay stories (M/M & M/GN)

Character x reader

Headcanons

One-shots

Requests

Platonic stories with female characters

Poly Relationships

LIGHT smut/suggestive situations (!only for characters that are not underage!)

Imagines

Coming out imagines (trans/queer/ace/poly friendly!)

What I will NOT write:

Angst (im bad at it😭)

Straight stories (M/F)

Romantic stories with female characters

Long/Multi chapter stories

Character x character (unless its a poly ship with the reader)

Extreme age-gap

Pro-ships

Extreme smut

About me!

My name is Crimson!

Im gay

My pronouns are he/they

Very amateur writer

I prioritize requests!!!

I won't be constantly writing cuz ya know life but I will make sure that I see and respond to requests

I have an ao3 account with the same name but I havent posted anything yet😭

Characters

Will be accepting requests for these characters

Marvel

Peter Parker (My #1)

Andrew!Peter Parker

Tobey!Peter Parker

Marc Spector

Steven Grant

Sam Wilson

Bucky Barnes

Eddie Brock

Matt Murdock

Clint Barton

Scott Lang

Stephen Strange (Platonic only)

Pietro Maximoff

Tony Stark (Platonic only)

Thor

Namor

Vision

Wade Wilson

Steve Rogers

Bruce Banner

Shang-Chi

Scott Summers

Leo Fitz

Kang the Conqueror/Nathaniel Richards (New!)

Stranger things

Dustin Henderson (my #1)

Mike Wheeler

Will Byers

Lucas Sinclair

Jonathan Byers

Steve Harrington

Argyle

Jim Hopper

Enzo/Dmitri

The Owl House

Hunter

Thats basically it but I will do a lot of platonic imagines with all the other characters

Wednesday

Tyler

Ajax (my #1)

Pugsley

Eugene

Enola Holmes

Sherlock Holmes

Tewksbury

A lot of platonic imagines for the rest of the characters as well

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley (my #1)

Neville Longbottom

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Oliver Wood

Cedric Diggory

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

Avatar TLA/LOK

Aang

Sokka

Zuko

Mako

Bolin

+bunch of platonic stuff

Heartstopper

Nick

Charlie

Thats basically it

Extra

Please send requests! :) Im really bad at coming up with ideas lol

I probably forgot a bunch of stuff on here but yeah

Thats it! Byeee

#fanfic #stranger things #marvel #male reader #wednesday #the owl house #fluff #my writing #harry potter #enola holmes #request #avatar the legend of korra #avatar the last airbender #heartstopper

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judgementdaysunshine · 2 years

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Masterlist

Fics i have done!

Fandoms i write for!

Young justice

Kaldur'ahm/Aqualad

Megan morse/Miss martian

Connor kent/Superboy

Artemis crock/Tigress

Jaime reyes/Blue beetle

Cassie sandsmark/Wondergirl

Wally west/Kidflash

Barbara gordon/Batgirl

CSI Vegas

Sara sidle

Nick stokes

Mia dickerson

Greg sanders

Catherine willows

Warrick brown

Riley adams

Gil grissom

M*A*S*H*

Benjamin hawkeye pierce

Margaret hot lips houlihan

B.J. hunnicutt

Margie cutler

Radar o'reilly

Kellye yamoto

John mulcahy

Stranger things

Nancy wheeler

Dustin henderson

Max mayfield

Jonathan byers

Robin buckley

Steve harrison

Jane hopper/el

Lucas Sinclair

Joyce byers

Mike wheeler

Barbara holland

Jim hopper

CSI Miami

Walter simmons

Yelena salazar

Ryan wolfe

Natalia boa vista

Eric delko

Calliegh duquesne

Horatio caine

Alexx woods

Jesse cardoza

Marisol delko

Marvel

Kate bishop

Clint barton

Natasha romanoff

T'challa

Cassandra lang

Sam wilson

Kamala khan

Bucky barnes

Shuri

Bruce banner

Mortal kombat

Kung jin

Skarlet

Hanzo hasashi

Sonya blade

Kuai liang

Jaqui briggs

Johnny cage

Kitana

Takeda takashi

Jade

Jax briggs

Cassie cage

Resident evil

Claire redfield

Carlos olivera

Sherry birkins

Leon kennedy

Jill valentine

Jake muller

Helena harper

Chris redfield

Alice

NCIS NOLA

Chris laselle

Loretta wade

Sebastian lund

Hannah khoury

Patton plame

Sonja percy

Dwayne pride

Tammy gregario

Final destination

Clear rivers

Lewis romaro

Wendy christensen

Kevin horton

Carrie dryer

Kevin fischer

Kimberly corman

Thomas burke

Alex browning

The mighty ducks

Fulton reed

Julie gaffney

Adam banks

Charlie conway

Dean portman

Guy germaine

Dwayne robertson

Luiz mendoza

Connie monreau

Criminal minds

Emily prentiss

Spencer reid

Jennifer jareau

Aaron hotchner

Kate callahan

Derek morgan

Penelope garcia

Luke alvez

Tara lewis

Matt simmons

Trauma center

Derek stiles

Angie thompson

Gabriel cunningham

Elena salazar

Erhard miller

Naomi kimishima

Markus vaughn

Valerie blaylock

Susan lewis

Mark greene

Carol hathaway

Doug ross

Kerry weaver

Gregory pratt

Samantha taggart

John carter

Cate banfield

Luka kovac

Harry potter

Cedric diggory

Luna lovegood

Harry potter

Ginny weasley

Remus lupin

Narcissa malfoy

Ron weasley

Nymphodora tonks

Sirius black

Marlene mckinnon

Draco malfoy

Fleur declour

Blaise zabini

Hermione granger

Kingdom hearts

Namine

Riku

Kairi

Sora

Aqua

Terra

Xion

Ventus

Roxas

Xmen

Charles xavier

Ororo munroe

Warren worthington

Kitty pryde

Kurt wagner

Illyana rasputin

Erik leshnerr

Raven darkholme

Logan

Marie d'ancanto

Peter maximoff

Jubliee

Pixie

Pixie o'brien

Harland mckenna

Frank mccullen

Final fantasy

Cloud strife

Oerba dia vanille

Snow villers

Tifa lockhart

Hope esthiem

Oerba yun fang

Vincent valentine

Lighting farron

Zack fair

Aerith gainsborough

Narnia

Lucy pevensie

Peter pevensie

Susan pevensie

Edmund pevensie

Mr tumnus

Prince caspian

NCIS LA

Marty deeks

Shay mosley

Sam hanna

Kensi blye

G callen

Fatima nazami

Eric beale

Harley hidoko

Nell jones

Code lyoko

Aelita schaffer

Odd della robbia

Yumi ishiyama

Ulrich stern

Milly solovieff

William dunbar

Tamiya diop

Jeremy belpois

Triple frontier

Will "ironhead" miller

Frankie "catfish" morales

Benny miller

Santiago "pope" garcia

The night shift

Landry de la cruz

Joey chavez

Gwen gaskin

Kenny fornette

Jordan alexander

Michael ragosa

Drew allister

Shannon rivera

TC callahan

Ewan mcgregor characters

Catcher block

Dan torrance

Perry makepeace

Christopher robin

Rodney copperbottom

Robert lewis

Alex law

Edward bloom

Star wars

Crosshair

Cara dune

Luke skywalker

Aayla secura

Hunter

Din djarin

Padme amidala

Cal kestis

Rey skywalker

Obi wan kenobi

Bo katan kryze

Qui gon jin

Tech

Ahsoka tano

Poe dameron

Leia organa

Echo

Finn

Iden versio

Del meeko

Wrecker

Misc 1

Jack mercer

Mason "mace" brown

Spike spiegel

Toph

Lu fox

Elizabeth martinson

Casi

Laney boggs

Max lewinsky

Mahtilda

Flip zimmerman

Nani pelekai

Murphy macmanus

Korra

Lu fox

Samantha caine

Bill s prescott

Iris

Zack siler

Rachel

David abbott

Marta

Jed eckhart

Tess finnegan

Ryan williams

Barbara novak

Ted logan

Toni

Eugene/vida boheme

Tris prior

Murtagh morzzansson

Skeeter

Christian

Stephanie speck

John wick

Viola eade

Jonathan levy

Evey hammond

Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz

Casey jones

Marni

Elliot alderson

Misc 2

Chris chambers

Andie anderson

Michael perry

Beatrix "the bride" kiddo

Elliott

Quinn fabray

Benjamin barry

Dani rojas

Billy/four

Daphne moon

Javi gutierrez

Allison reynolds

Hector villanueva

April o'neil

Ned tash

Kara

Don billingsley

Asami sato

Beau hutton

Monica long dutton

Joey coalter

Celine naville

Sam munroe

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jimblejamblewritings · 2 years

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yes, i’m a squib | part 16.

Summary: Y/N Black has always been a squib, to the dismay of her pureblood family. Cast out to the orphanage at a young age, she thought that was her life. Until her relative Sirius Black breaks out of Azkaban. Suddenly a letter to Hogwarts in thrusted into her hand and Y/N becomes a true part of the magical Wizarding World.

Warnings for the Series: violence, death, light smut, angst, fluff

Pairing: harry potter x black!reader, cedric diggory x black!reader

Word Count: 4.7k

Previous Part | (Series Masterlist)

Cedric had no more luck with the clue, telling you such, the next morning as you two walked to the Great Hall for breakfast. You went your separate ways so you could sit at the Gryffindor table. Owls came in as breakfast started. Almost every student looked a bit confused as all the owls seemed to be dropping off either thick letters or full on packages. Your owl came by with a little box. You opened it to find a box full of what looked like very elegant doll clothing. There was a letter with it.

Poppet,

I went back to our old house. Surprisingly no one lives there, not even muggles, it’s amazing. Your mum had these still there. You don’t have to pick these but I thought it might make your shopping easier. Kreacher can unshrink them when you choose. I thought it was better than sending them full-sized. Love you.

Dad

You were more confused at the letter than the tiny box of doll clothes. Your confusion didn’t last long because it was replaced with laughter as Ron made a sound of absolute disgust. His package brought the ugliest patterned cloak you had ever seen. He went over to Ginny who claimed that their mom couldn’t have possibly meant that to be for her. Hermione reached into the box and pulled out a card.

“Ronald! They’re meant for you,” her giggling made the whole Gryffindor table laugh even harder. “They’re dress robes.”

Ron balled up the fabric and threw it back in the box. “Dress robes? Dress robes for what?”

You stood up from the table. “Well, let me know when you figure it out but I’ve got Potions class to attend.”

Harry looked up from his cereal. “You normally go back to your common room.”

“We’re brewing the potion today and I’m going to set up the classroom early.”

“Do you want me to walk with you?”

You had to tell yourself to not smile too widely. Harry was just walking you to class the same way he always did. It was just a different location he was walking you from. He didn’t actually wait for you to answer, getting up from the table to walk with you. You bid your goodbyes and told him you would see him in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Harry was shocked to see you in Transfiguration about halfway through the class instead of in Potions. You were confused at seeing all of Gryffindor there and the Transfiguration classroom empty of chairs and desks. Professor McGonagall extended a hand to you.

“Oh good, Ms. Black, you’re here.”

“Sorry, Professor Snape sai— I had to finish the felix felicis lesson, the brewing was today.”

“Right. Hufflepuff’s time doesn’t work with your schedule— your classes make it kind of hard, so I offered to take you with the Gryffindors, now hurry and sit.”

You took a seat next to Hermione and Pavarti, noting that girls and boys were on benches on opposite sides of the room.

“You all will notice the schedule changes for the next few weeks. That is because we have a special event. Between the first and second task is the most exciting Yule Ball! Not only is it tradition but it’s a chance for you students to properly socialize with our foreign friends. The Ball is open to fourth years and above however, you are allowed to take a younger student as a date. Your parents are all aware that if you are going home for Christmas it won’t be till late. The ball starts at eight and ends a bit past midnight.”

Mr. Filch came in with a very large record player. He fiddled with it while McGonagall kept giving instructions. You knew that Gryffindors were rowdy but she spent more time scolding them than actually explaining the Yule Ball. Hufflepuff was definitely a more chill and quiet scene. After telling them all that she will not tolerate silly behavior because you were meant to be dignified students and not a band of babbling baboons, McGonagall asked for volunteers. No one raised a hand. She looked around the room.

“Children, come on. Inside every girl is a graceful swan wanting to fly. Every boy has a proud lion waiting to leap. Now a volunteer, please… Mr. Weasley, Ronald.”

You hid a snicker behind your hand as Ron looked so confused when McGonagall told him to put his hand on her waist. It was the most awkward thing you had seen and no one seemed to learn from any of the instructions. McGonagall called a different volunteer— Neville being nice enough to stand up. His dancing under McGonagall’s guidance didn’t seem to give anyone any more clarity than when she was dancing with Ron.You stood up and stomped to the middle of the room. Replacing Professor McGonagall, you grabbed Neville’s hands. The boys snorted at how he became suddenly flustered at your directness.

“Oh for heaven’s sake, it’s not that hard,” you said to the entire room before addressing Neville. “It’s just a box on the floor.”

“What about the moving part?”

“Everywhere that isn’t the box… is stinksap puddles and we must avoid them at all costs.”

Neville understood that and began to balance more on the balls of his feet to keep himself light. You scrunched up your nose with a smile.

“Neville, you’re supposed to lead.”

“Right.”

He began to do the box move and you followed. Professor McGonagall clapped and told everyone this is what they should be doing. With less embarrassment now that you and Neville were spinning around, everyone began to partner up. You chuckled when you watched Harry look around confused, still sitting on the bench. Neville gave you a cute dip and let you go, finding a new partner to dance with. You stood in front of him.

“You seem lost, Mr. Potter.”

“More boys than girls in Gryffindor and I have two left feet so I figured everyone else should have a chance.”

“Well lucky for you, there is a single Hufflepuff here to provide service.”

“I’m serious about the two left feet.”

Harry took your hands and it was apparent that he wasn’t joking. You had to move quickly to avoid him stepping on your toes. Harry was looking down the entire time— not that it helped much. You held in a laugh because you were thinking that you finally found something Harry wasn’t good at and didn’t seem to get on sheer luck alone. You stopped him after he did actually step on your toes.

“How is taking off my glasses going to help… they look good on you, I think, can’t see too—”

“Harry, feel the music. I want you to feel yourself leading me.”

“But if you’re the on—”

“I’m still following, I’m only doing the steps that are following. You still have to lead… look, you’re already getting better.”

“I feel like I’m getting worse actually.”

He wasn’t but you were also greatly exaggerating his improvement. You weren’t sure if there was enough time between now and the ball for Harry to learn how to be a good dancer— he’d be lucky for decent at this point. The Yule Ball didn’t just drum up McGonagall’s interest in teaching dance class. It drummed up interest for all three schools.

Aside from first years and second years who were sure they weren’t getting asked at all, everyone else put their names down for staying at Hogwarts over the winter break. At first you were really excited for the Yule Ball, the closer it got the less you liked it. You had been rifling through your mother’s dresses that Sirius had sent, asking for advice from your house-elf and your cat. The dress wasn’t the problem. You would make some modifications once you picked. The problem was your lack of date. Just because you were allowed to the Yule Ball without one since you were in fourth year, didn’t mean that you wanted to be the only girl without a date. But you got farther and farther away from the ball’s announcement and closer to the actual day— still dateless.

Fleur, who was in Alchemy, was going on about Roger Davies asking her. She and the other Beauxbatons students in the class asked you what he was like when everyone started to pack up and leave. They wanted the boys out of the classroom before gossiping about them. You told them that you didn’t really know Roger because he was a Ravenclaw. That somehow made them more excited because he was essentially a mystery. One of the girls asked you about your dates and that was when you found out that they had all already been asked— about an even split between Hogwarts and Durmstrang boys asking. You tried not to make it awkward as you had to reveal that you hadn’t got asked yet. When you saw their smiles start to drop a little, you quickly made up a lie that you also hadn’t been anywhere but your room and class.

The girls started giggling saying that if you don’t learn to leave Alchemy class, no boy will know where you are to ask you out. You laughed along with them, happy to keep them in a cheerful state of gossip. But the minute you parted ways, you were frowning again. A Durmstrang boy kindly felt the need to tell you that he wasn’t even going to look at you— the squib wasn’t even the worst part, now it was the banshee bit. You were trying not to let it get to you that a lot of people potentially thought that. Being friends with you was one thing but risking Rita Skeeter labeling them as the half banshee squib’s date or the half banshee squib’s boyfriend was a form of social suicide. You pushed away the thought as you sat in the outdoor corridor, waiting for the rest of the Quartet to get out of their Charms class. You could already hear Harry.

“Why do they have to move in packs? How are you supposed to ask one of th— hey, (Y/N). How was Alchemy?”

“The same struggle as ever.” You hopped down from the ledge and the four of you began to walk to the Great Hall.

Harry put his wand back in his cloak pocket. “Well, I think I’d rather turn iron to gold than get a date.”

Ron clapped him on the back. “Mate, you just got first place in the first task. You’re a tournament champion, girls are going to be queuing up to go with you.”

Just as Ron finished, a girl from your House came up to you guys. Catherine gave you a wave and then abruptly asked Harry out. Out of instinct almost, Harry said no. Catherine walked off disappointed but appreciated that he got it out of the way instead of leading her on— now she had time to find a new date. Ron shoved Harry in the shoulder and even Hermione looked at him.

“She was very pretty,” she stated what you were all thinking.

“And a foot taller than me, what if she wants to wear heels?”

“Harry, are you really going to let a girl’s height stop you from going with the Ball to them?”

“Yes,” he said with no hesitation. “Not too tall, like (Y/N).”

You blinked in surprise but then stopped yourself. He would have easily said Hermione if she hadn’t grown a bit this year and ever so slightly passed him. You cleared your throat.

“Isn’t Cho taller than me? Aren’t you going to ask her?”

“If I can ever work up the courage to. But she’s not too tall. I just don’t want to feel like an elf because a girl wanted to wear heels.”

“What if she wants seven inch heels?”

Ron scoffed. “Do you girls actually wear that? That’s just ridiculous. Everyone already knows your real height. What’s next, padding? As if we haven’t seen you in school all day.”

You and Hermione looked at each other and laughed. She simply sighed as she moved to walk next to you.

“You boys are absolutely clueless.”

“It’s just obvious.”

“No it’s not. Millicent’s been doing it all year and all you boys do is stare and compliment her.”

They both stopped walking. “Wait, what?”

“Have you guys never noticed she suddenly is a B cup at weekend breakfast?” you asked.

“B Cup?”

“Merlin’s Beard, never mind. Clueless.” You and Hermione walked a little ahead of them. “Anyway, it looks good. I’m tempted to ask her where she gets them.”

“I think she said her mum’s a tailor.”

“They’re custom? Lucky, maybe I co— how am I supposed to buy it without my dad knowing?”

“Don’t you have separate accounts?”

“Yes, but he gets all the statements. He’s trying to be the responsible parent and watch over my finances for me so I don’t have to deal with bank hassle. I’m not explaining to my dad that some outfits look better with padded bras.”

Hermione laughed. “That would be an absolute nightmare!”

“I’ll still ask Millicent later. You know all the girls in Alchemy also couldn’t stop gossiping about Viktor asking Library Girl to the Ball.”

Hermione blushed. “He was very sweet about it, there was a flower and everything.”

“‘Mione, you are not only the smartest witch in this school but officially the coolest.”

She rolled her eyes but laughed and smiled at your compliment. You guys entered the Hall which wasn’t serving food but was actually Study Hall at the moment. Classes were ending but professors saw it as piling up homework and tests to make up for all the missing time with the tournament. You and Hermione knew how to keep your heads buried in your books as you talked so Snape wouldn’t smack you in the head with a parchment scroll like he had been doing to so many students. Ron and Harry either hadn’t figured it out or weren’t trying at all. You flipped to a new page from the library book you checked out, taking notes in your notebook about salt properties for your Alchemy project.

“You know,” you said as you scribbled. “Hagrid’s going with Madame Maxine to the Ball.”

Ron’s mouth dropped. “Hagrid?”

“Yep, he’s chaperoning. Fleur was talking about it earlier. He asked Madame this morning right as she exited their carriage.”

“Great, even Hagrid has a date and we don’t.”

George butted in. “Because you’re a loser.”

“Well, who are you going with then?”

Fred smiled. You all watched him scrunch up a piece of paper into a ball and toss it so it hit Angelina Johnson in the back of the head. She turned around annoyed. In amazement, her frown turned into a smile as Fred did charades to ask her. Ron sunk in his seat when she actually said yes. Fred and George laughed as they packed up their books and left with Lee and Angelina. Ron sighed.

“Harry, you’ve got to ask Cho like now… and I’ve just got to ask someone.”

“I’ll do it tonight.”

You snorted and flipped a page, frowning as the information on salt properties ended rather abruptly. You pulled out a different book. The lack of proper information in a single book at a time was starting to irritate you. You were beginning to think that was also the real reason that Alchemy seemed so difficult. Deciding against starting a new reading, you decide to just go over your notes and make improvements to your project idea.

“Ron, you will be fine. It’s just a dance. Why does it matter so much?” Hermione asked. You nodded in agreement— not knowing if anyone saw because you had your eyes cast down on your notes.

“Because this is officially determining our social lives right now, in front of foreign students. You can’t say anything, ‘Mione. You have a date.”

“And if I didn’t?”

“Well that’s just worse. It’s one thing if a guy doesn’t go with someone but for girls that’s just sad.”

“That’s not true.”

“What? It’s completely true, that’s all I hear you all gossiping about in all my classes.”

You closed your notebook tightly. The thing slammed shut even though you were trying for it not to make a sound. Ron and Harry look confused. Hermione threw her closed inkpot at Ron with a grimace on her face. You pulled your pullover sleeve over your thumb and began to dab at your eyes, trying not let any tears actually fall.

“Ronald!” Hermione whisper-yelled. “(Y/N), hasn’t been asked… yet, of course.”

“She hasn’t? You haven’t?”

You stood up and moved from Gryffindor table to Hufflepuff— Hermione threw another object at Ron as you did. Without missing a beat, Cedric slid a textbook underneath your head before you could actually slam it against the table.

“You’re getting scarily good at that,” you mumbled.

He chuckled. “It’s easy to tell when you’re about to try and give yourself brain damage. You toss your head back first, a little dramatic with it.”

You groaned and hit the textbook again. Cedric watched you with a raised brow before closing his notebook. You didn’t get up yet. He waited, leaning on the table with an elbow but you still didn’t lift your head. Cedric poked at your shoulder twice and you finally looked at him. The joking smile and sarcastic quip he had for you disappeared as he saw the frown on your face. You also gave up hiding the tears because you thought you were going to be pressed against a textbook the entire time.

“I’m going to be the only one without a date.”

“Your friends?”

“Hermione got asked, Neville’s going with Ginny, the twins have dates, Harry is asking Cho, Ron’s going to get one by the end of the night. And I very well can’t ask Draco.”

“Harry’s asking Cho, when?”

“Tonight, probably a few hours.”

“Tonight? I was going to ask her tomorrow.”

You slammed your head against the textbook again. Cedric mumbled a sorry. He poked your shoulder again. You didn’t even let him get a second poke in, choosing to just lift your head at the first prodding.

“I know this isn’t making you cry. Is there someone you wanted to ask you?”

“No,” you said a bit too quickly.

“I don’t believe that.”

“It doesn’t even matter.”

“If you’re crying it do—”

“I’m not crying because of that. It’s not just about if I wanted someone to ask me, I’m not getting anyone.”

“(Y/N).”

“It’s true.”

You stood up from the table, causing your quill to roll off when your hand pushed it. Cedric just blinked as you walked around to the other side to retrieve it because that wasn’t what he was expecting. From the Gryffindor table, Hermione, Ron, and Harry watched you stand up. You were wiping at your eyes. It wasn’t doing any good, they had been watching the entire time and already saw the crying. Now that you were standing up on the table side closest to them, they could hear your conversation better because both you and Cedric were now a little louder.

“I had half of Durmstrang turn me down when I so much as walked past them on the way to Herbology last week. You know I had to listen to Fleur go on this morning about Roger Davies asking her four days ago. He asked me six days ago before breakfast because he thought I was kind of cool after hearing about the felix felicis. Kreacher and I spent all morning modifying my mom’s dress because I was excited. I had three I was going back and forth on and then we just bit the bullet and went with the one that fit Ravenclaw’s house, had the perfect jewelry too. And then Roger Davies cancelled before lunch because his entire family— I mean everyone, extended included— wrote him letters when he told them that he got a date and they said anyone but me. ”

“That’s absolutely ridiculous. All those boys are idiots.” Cedric crossed his arms.

“I would say I know but I don’t feel like relying on my own self-confidence right now. It just i— no one wants to be forced to dance with me all night and risk getting their picture taken by Rita Skeeter.”

“You’re crying because Rita Skeeter is morbidly fascinated by you?”

“It’s not because of Rita!” You dropped your school bag. “It’s because of what she published.”

“How is it not because of that woman?”

“Because she only published what people already see as the truth. They all agree with her! Who wants to ask me, Cedric? No one wants to go with the love child of the two biggest disgraces of the wizard world. That woman really has a way with words, doesn’t she?”

“They let her publish that?” Cedric’s jaw dropped— so did the rest of the Golden Quartet at their table.

“Actually she published that I’m ‘a tragically brilliant love child of the two biggest disgraces of the wizard world, Merlin couldn’t have created a more perfect and contemptible amalgamation if he tried’. I suppose I should be thankful she did mention I’m smart.”

“She said that?!”

“And every boy has made it clear that they agree or their family does. No one wants their date to the Yule Ball to be the half-banshee squib.”

“That’s not true. I would love to take you, (Y/N).”

“You just wanted to ask C— you don’t want to really ask me, it’s fine,” you hiccuped.

“(Y/N), I do wa—”

“I-I don’t need a pity date, I’m just not going any more. I’m going to ask my dad if I can come home for Christmas.”

“Le—”

“I just want to be alone right now, my order for my… Bubble Lilies for alchem… where are the syringes for the flowe… I had them right in this po—” You rifled through your school bag that was still on the floor. You stood up after quickly digging through the bag with no luck. “Of course, nothing is going right!”

Cedric stood up from the table, not liking you seem this distressed. He didn’t get the chance to leave his seat and actually walk around to the other side of the table because you picked the bag up off of the floor and adjusted it. You wiped at your face with your sleeves one more time and scratched at your hair.

“I guess I’ll just play with Padfoot instead.”

You kept your head down and briskly walked— almost ran— out of the Hall. Cedric looked over at Ron, Hermione, and Harry. None of them really knew what to say. He decided to be the one to get you and left before anyone could do anything else. One thing he knew for certain is that you lied about playing with your cat. Maybe you went to get Padfoot but you were definitely in a greenhouse, surrounded by plants.

Greenhouse number four was the smallest out of the nine greenhouses on campus. There was a greenhouse for each year to keep certain plants separate from others when teaching the curriculum. Two were for storage but Professor Sprout had let you take the smallest one as a personal. When she found out that the Alchemy you chose to focus on was the plant-based Spagyric, she declared you needed a good workspace of your own. No one knew it was yours. There was nothing to indicate such. You had asked Professor Flitwick to Charm it so that no one could really see through the glass on the outside and see if you were in there. Of course, you could still see the outside and the plants still got all of their sunlight.

You took off your cloak because the greenhouses were kept nice and warm for the plants. You looked at the bubble lilies that were sitting under a dome filled with water. You were supposed to run your first experiment on them, thinking that you could extract the nectar with a syringe to preserve its integrity. You bought the biggest syringes first because you wanted to know exactly what size needle could be used without bursting the plant’s bubble. But because you couldn’t find them, you moved to check on your other plants. The Flutterby bush was starting to bud. You checked your plant journal that stayed almost permanently in greenhouse four.

The buds were approximately 4% larger than last week’s growth when you finished doing your measurements which was a bit concerning because they should’ve been at 6% growth in order to stay on schedule. There was a chance they could make up the difference later, it was only a 2% difference. But if they didn’t, the sixth and seventh year potion classes wouldn’t have fresh Flutterby petals for the Amortentia potion. Dried was good enough especially for the sixth years who were mainly learning the theory of it. But seventh years should have fresh ones, the best for practical brewing.

You finished taking measurements of all plants that needed to be monitored with exact recordings. After closing the book, you grabbed your wiggentree from its prime location and set it on the big square table in the middle of the greenhouse. You pulled out a sketchpad from your bag and sat on the stool. Drawing wasn’t something you paid much attention to when you were younger. But after getting serious during the spring of third year, you took lessons all the way until fourth year started. Being able to draw plants was a crucial part of Herbology for identification amongst other things. You turned the pad to face your wiggentree.

“What do you think? If the entire storefront was glass… I like it too.”

Of course the plant wasn’t speaking back. But you did feel a bit of joy when you saw a leaf wiggle. Whether a wiggle of agreement or disagreement, you weren’t sure. Plant language was completely different from animal language— which only got easier since becoming an Animagus gave you that power almost by default as a side effect. You had only learned how to detect a plant’s deliberate movement; but, had yet to start deciphering what the deliberate movements meant. You looked up when you heard the door’s bottom hinge creak— you forgot you meant to ask Filch to oil it before the snow started messing with it. Cedric walked in very deliberately when you didn’t say anything but when back to your sketching of your store that still didn’t have a name.

“I looked through all nine greenhouses trying to find you, I almost thought you weren’t here.”

You didn’t say anything, even with Cedric now standing right next to you. His hands had been behind his back the entire time. You only stopped shading the roof and looked at him when you ran out of your pot of light blue ink. The older boy looked down at the sketch with relief on his face.

“I was going to get you flowers like everyone’s been doing but you kind of grow them all, so I went to the quill shop in Hogsmeade.”

You smiled despite not wanting to when he revealed the tiny bouquet made of quills and ink pots instead of flowers and leaves. Cedric set the supply bouquet on the table. He leaned over as you continued to sit on the stool, practically trapping you in. His thumb brushed over your cheekbone.

“Your face lit up when you talked about modifying your mom’s dress. I want to see you enjoy that feeling,” he started. “Every boy is a complete dunce for not asking you. And Roger Davies is a git for actually getting the chance and throwing it away. It’s not a pity date. It’s called being lucky enough to go to the dance with arguably the most brilliant witch out of all three schools here. (Y/N), will you go to the Yule Ball with me?”

“Okay,” you whispered as you nodded your head. Cedric was flush against the stool as he gave you a hug.

(Part 17)...

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