#cedric diggory headcanon

[mistress-riddle]

𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘. cedric diggory

request — Cedric and his parents go on a trip to another country during the summer and during it, Cedric meets reader at a park reading, they strike up a conversation but seeing as they are both wizards and neither of them realize the other is also a wizard they dont keep in touch. when they return to Hogwarts, Cedric glances around and sees reader sitting with the Slytherins at dinner and asks them on a hogsmeade date to catch up. — @hea-vin

you sigh as you take a seat on the bench, family long discarded in favour of resting your aching body from the shopping and sight-seeing you've been doing for the past 5 hours and reading a book instead. you fail to notice the boy taking a seat at the exact same time as you and so you startle when he chuckles and asks "long day?"

"sadly," you groan and stretch your neck to the side, closing over your novel "you in the same predicament?"

"sadly," he huffs and ruffles his hair as he leans back, legs spreading slightly in the process "where abouts are you from?" he asks shortly after.

"live in central london," you turn to properly look at him "what about you?"

"near devon, england." he seems to be around your age, brown hair mixed with golden highlights that seemed too soft and fluffy to be dyed. his face was certainly something to admire, high cheekbones dusted with pink and freckles that accompanied them, lips wide and full and jawline sharp in its edges. his eyes are a mix of hazel and green with specks of gold similar to the ones in his hair, once you notice you've been looking for a bit too long you clear your throat and look to the side.

.

"how long are you staying here for?" the boy asks you, head tilted to the side as he scans you, your face seemed familiar but he wasn't sure where he recognised you from.

"i think two more days," you ponder "i'm not sure, i'm just tagging along with my family." you shrug and he smiles in return.

"same here, though i think we're staying for the week." you nod and he follows it with "how have you liked it so far then?"

"it's been pretty alright actually," you respond with a grin "i mean apart from the heckling of being with family and having siblings, the sights here are so pretty and the food is delicious."

the brunet agrees with you, the same amiable smile decorating his lips "it is quite beautiful here, though i don't have any siblings to put a dimmer on my experience."

"oh lucky you," you sigh "i wish i was an only child."

the boy laughs as he shakes his head "i often wished i had a sibling to play with."

you glance at him with a cheeky look "want to trade?"

"i'm afraid i'm too used to being an only child." he shrugs and you pout.

"bummer, i could've been having the time of my life had you agreed." you shut your eyes as you allow the sunlight to bathe you in its rays, peeking an eye open after a few seconds, you focus it on the boy beside you "you sure?"

"you didn't exactly sell it out to be the greatest thing," he pauses and hums "might need some convincing."

you tap your fingers against your thighs as you ponder "well for starters, i guess they're somewhat cute—" you're cut off by a yell of your name. the two of you turn to see a 6 year old running towards you with a cup full of fruits.

"mama said you have to come back, we're going to another place." the child rushes through her words and almost chokes on a pineapple during the relay of her message and you send the boy next to you a look which caused him to chuckle.

"slow down, you're going to choke." you pat her back gently and shake your head as you stand up, sending her away as your bags go back in your hands and your book is put away.

"well, it was nice chat," you smile at the guy still sitting "i'll work on the pro's for the next time if i see you around."

"i look forward to it, farewell, my chatting companion." he waves and you try to mimic him with a tiny wave of your own as you follow behind your sister.

it's a shame you met the handsome stranger in a foreign country and not back at home. alas, it was probably worse that he was most likely a muggle who you could not communicate with. a bummer how all the good ones you're destined to only meet once you think to yourself.

the bustling of the students feels familiar as you take your seat beside your friends in the great hall.

"how was your holiday?" asks emma from your side, nudging you with her elbow the second dumbledore announced that the feast shall commence.

"emma, had you not slept the whole ride from kings cross to here, you would've known."

your other friend, ben, interrupts as he places a hand on his chest and haughtily stares down at emma "since i was actually awake to converse with my friend like normal people do, i had the opportunity to hear about [name]'s first crush on this british boy she met on holiday."

emma ignores bens attitude as she turns to you with her mouth open, a gasp escaping her lips "no. way." she whispers and you roll your eyes.

"it's not a crush, ben just wants to mess with you." you retort at her wide eyes and disbelieving expression.

"come now, [name], it's not everyday you compliment a boys look to us, he must've really swooned you." ben teases and you sigh.

"you make it seem like i've never complimented anyone." you deadpan and your friends scoff.

"fine, i'll never tell you anything again." you mutter in spite and ben and emma hurriedly attempt to placate you throughout the rest of dinner as they try to coerce you to spill about the handsome stranger who caught your attention and affection.

towards the end of dinner when conversations take over and everyone is only lightly taking bites of their desserts, ben finds his eyes drifting behind you before his expression changes into one of curiosity "say," he interrupts you and emma, you two turn to him with an unimpressed look "does anyone know why the diggory boy keeps looking back here every now and then?" he gives you a look "any of you associated with him?"

emma wistfully sighs as she places her head on her closed fist "i wish, i'd totally get with him if he wanted." you give her a look and clear your throat.

"umm, who's diggory?"

the two sigh "cedric diggory? the captain of the hufflepuff quidditch team?..." ben asks as if that'll help you and you turn to emma "he's blondish, tall, absolutely dreamy?" she quips and you hum.

"he sounds like the perfect package, how come i don't know about him?" you ask and they shrug.

"merlin knows how in your world you are, as a slytherin, it will do you good to build connections." ben adds and emma taps your shoulder to get you to turn around and show you who exactly cedric is. as you turn your head however, you catch the eye of a certain quidditch captain, you're met with the sight of the boy from your holiday and your breathe hitches as he stands and makes his way over.

"okay, now why is he coming here?" ben asks once more and emma shrugs as she watches the two of you stare at each other.

"it's you." you both utter at the same time and his face breaks out into a smile that you can't help but reciprocate.

"i thought i'd never see you again." the boy scratches the back of his neck as his cheeks colour a rosy hue.

"and i you." you nod in reciprocation.

"well since luck seems to have found me, i think i have to take full advantage of it and ask you on a date." you hear one of your friends choke but you choose to ignore them and put up a front of a thinking face as cedric waits for your answer "i just have to find out what the pros are."

you sigh as you cross your arms "i did try to come up with an extensive list..." you look up at the boy and nod "fine, i'll free a day and make a compelling case for you."

you did not think cedrics grin could widen anymore and yet you stand (sit) corrected as his teeth show "i look forward to it!" he waves you goodbye as he heads back to his table and rejoins his friends.

"turns out this priss not only knows diggory but managed to bag a date with him."

"prick."

"dear merlin, why don't i have their luck?"

[whosmarii]

Can you write NSFW headcanons about Cedric Diggory next?

Nsfw Cedric Diggory Headcanons.

• Cedric loves to be sweet and praise you constantly, but don't get confused, that dosen't mean he dislikes being rough with you. Many persons say that Cedric would be very tender when having sex, but i belive that he gets really excited by the idea of "ruining" you, not in a sadistic way, more in a "i'm giving you so much of me, I'M giving you so much pleasure that you can even comprehend your existence". He likes you to feel his everything but he dose't likes you to feel unloved, that's why he is so rough with his body and so tender with his words. Other thing is that his hands are tender and rough at the same time, he touches you with so much lust and need but, at the same time, with so much love and care

• Cockwarming. Cedric's need of you being close is so toxic that if he could, he would be inside you at all moment. It just fit so good that how can he not want to be inside you all the time.

• He is into using magic in the room. Probably spend hours at the library reading books about sexual magic, spells, potions, anything. So he could make it a little more fun and new.

• He is the dominant one. Always. Cedric likes it that way, it feels uncomfortable to be dominated by other person, specially you and in that way. Even when you are on top of him riding his dick so good, you are not dominant. Cedric won't let you move the way you want to, he'll grab your hips moving them with his hands. Every single time you try to move your body the way you want he won't let you, he has to move it for you.

• At the end, Cedric does everything to please you. He knows your body enough to know how to move it for it to feel good for you.

[a-reverii]

▸ IMAGINES

━ GRISHAVERSE ⌵

kaz brekker

this shelf is empty

aleksander morozova

me and my husband. ⋮ ( fluff , angst , requested )

› in which, the general neglects you for long, and after an outburst on his part, comes to regret it.

━ THE WIZARDING WORLD ⌵

sirius orion black

a faithful companion. ⋮ ( dark )

› in which, a black dog seems to keep you company wherever you go.

regulus arcturus black

written in the stars. ⋮ ( fluff )

› in which, two almost-strangers meet one another by coincidence, and find that they may have more in common than they initially thought.

to love and to lose. ⋮ ( fluff )

› in which, your lover is gone, and you have no idea what to do about it.

people help the people. ⋮ ( angst , hurt / comfort )

› in which, regulus had been avoiding you and you come to discover why.

remus lupin

this shelf is empty

cedric diggory

this shelf is empty

━ MISCELLANEOUS ⌵

dorian gray

only ones who know. ⋮ ( fluff, requested )

› in which, you spend a quiet morning with your lover, dorian gray.

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cedric diggory headcanons

dating cedric diggory would include:

soft hugs from behind

wearing his tri-wizard jersey around the common room

cheering him on at his quidditch games, whether it be on the sidelines, or as a teammate

sweaty kisses after quidditch games and practice

studying together in the library or common room as he strokes your hair

the smell of honey and peppermint on his lips

him slowly stroking your shoulder for you to fall asleep after a nightmare

taking care of his injuries after quidditch

his head in your lap, as you speak to him softly in the court yard

cedric stuttering as he asks you to the ball, you giving him a reassuring peck on the cheek to let him know that you’ll go

slow dances at the yule ball, his head in your shoulder

once again, the smell of honey and peppermint filling your nose, as you wrap his scarf around your neck while walking to hogsmeade

him taking the day off to take care of when you’re sick

over looking the lake on the shore during spring, his arm around your shoulder

and lastly- him calling you by your last name, teasing you

[rizzymaguire]

when cedric died he should’ve become a ghost and continued on doing ghost things at hogwarts

(i dont give a flip flop whether or not he actually died on the premises)

he should’ve been a ghost so he could finish his 6th and 7th year

he should’ve been able to help in the battle of hogwarts

how darn cool would his ghost outfit be

like hello? bloody ripped hufflepuff jersey!?!

badass

and he could encourage all the other puffs to do their very best!

he could be there whenever anyone is having a rough day!!

“can’t be worse off than me”

even as a ghost he can grow and learn and possibly eventually become a professor

he is so fine why did he die

help i <3 robert pattinson

[englishmensbitch16]

@mimi33p

hi! how are you? could you do a cedric x slytheringirl

reader - cedric kisses you in the middle of the hufflepuff common room and nobody knows you’re dating. of course if you want :) thx

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Hi loves sorry I haven’t written anything in a while been going through some stuff and I’m gonna try writing again so I’m gonna start with this request, something small and easy for now then work my way into more stories!

I got really carried away with this one so it’s a long one… sorry not sorry!

Warnings- slight angst, comfort, negative self thoughts, Cedric being blind to how wanted he is, fluff, and slight public embarrassment.

Cedric Diggory headcanons:

• you and Cedric have been dating since your 6th year, both of you now in year 7 and still no one knowing your dating Hogwarts golden boy and a tri-wizard champion was starting to take a toll on you

• being a Slytherin no one would expect you to be dating him so no one even spared an extra glance when he would smile at you In the corridor or the great hall

• then there were always the things that you loved him for and why everyone loved Cedric, he’s kind and handsome and smart and treats everyone so respectfully.

• but that’s also the thing that makes you worry, no one knows he’s yours which is why so many girls have been gawking around him this year, girls in every house smiling at him, twisting their hair and giggling while asking him to help with school work.

• it made your gut wrench knowing that you can’t do a single thing about it, but your not so sure anymore why your relationship has to be a secret, of course it started that way because your houses but all u wanna do is run up to him after a challenge and kiss his worries away.

• right now your in Cedrics dorm waiting for him, he has a prefect dorm to himself which is perfect for your situation, waiting for Cedric after he fought the dragon for the first task, while he was in the arena you couldn’t wait for it to be over watching that man you love fighting a fire breathing beast was horrific.

•but the thing that set you off was the way Cho Chang ran up and hugged him in front of everyone once he had defeated the dragon, the way she held him and he hugged back brought tears to your eyes wishing that you could do that, but you couldn’t then everyone would know.

•you can hear Cedric making his way to his room from everyone in the common room shouting his name begging him to come party.

• when he enters he sees you sitting on the edge of his bed head down face still wet with tears and can hear the small sniffles escape you

• he rushes over falling to his knees in front of you taking Your hands into his trying to catch your eyes with his and failing

• “hey baby, baby what wrong? Why are you crying?” He asks worry lacing his voice.

• when you don’t answer his worry doubles and he speaks again.

• “ hey is this about the challenge? I know you were worried but I’m ok. I’m fine. Please talk to me. At least look at me please.” He begs

• “why are we a secret Cedric?” You ask in a whisper, not really knowing if you want the answer, maybe it’s because your not good enough for him, or because he wants someone else, or maybe just maybe it’s because your a Slytherin.

• the sound of your voice so broken and tired from all the tears you’ve shed makes Cedric feel broken the way his eyes try to search for yours once again in panic the only words he can voice are “ I don’t know”

•and that breaks you standing up shaking you hands free from his you look at him finally catching his eyes and the words fall of your lips so quietly so softly Cedric wishes they were a gust of wind

• “ maybe we’re a secret because you don’t want me they way I want you. You don’t love me the way I love you. You deserve the kind of love your proud of. I’m obviously not that love.” Fresh tears stream down your face as Cedric takes in your words he’s frozen like someone had taken his heart

• what you didn’t know was that Cedric only kept your relationship a secret because he thought it was best for you, you come from a pure blood family that’s all Slytherins he did it to protect you.

• his silence was enough for you, you left his room not even caring about the large group of drunk Hufflepuffs in the common room, trying to make a quick and quiet escape you ran down the stairs no one noticed you and you squeezed through the crowds of people.

• a hand grabbing your arm stopped you in you place swinging you around when all the sudden you felt lips on yours, but not just any lips the lips you’ve kissed a hundred times the soft plump lips of Cedric Diggory

• when he breaks the kiss he’s breathing hard looking so deeply into your eyes it’s like he’s looking through you, and you notice how everyone eyes are now on the both of you.

• “ I love you so much, your the only person I want, the only person I need, I thought I was protecting you by keeping us a secret but now I can see how much I was breaking you and I’m so so sorry baby, believe me I’m so sorry.” He has tears in his eyes now as he wraps his arms around your waist pulling you closer to him

• “ your the kind of love I’m proud of, I wanna show you off to everyone, take you on dates in public, hold your hand while we walk to class, I want to be the one I hold after a challenge, I want to dance with you at the Yule ball in front of everyone. I. Want. You” his eyes never leave yours as he speaks and you can hear the murmurs of everyone around you wondering why the golden boy is saying all this to a Slytherin.

• “please baby, please, I’m begging you, don’t leave me I need you to know how much I love you, please I want everyone to know your mine. I’ll shout it off the goddamm astronomy tower if needed, but please stay mine? Forever?” Cedric is quite literally on his knees in-front of all Hufflepuffs a few Ravenclaws and some Gryffindors begging for you to let him love you properly.

• “well I’m pretty sure almost everyone knows now.” You let out a breath you didn’t know you had been holding when he stands up and looks around at everyone around. He takes your hand in his holds it up for everyone to see and shouts

• “ THIS HERE IS MY GIRLFRIEND Y/N M/N L/N. SHE IS THE LOVE OF MY LIFE AND THE ONLY GIRL FOR ME. DO WITH THAT INFORMATION AS YOU PLEASE” he turns to grabbing your face and pulling you into another kiss this time you relax into the kiss letting yourself feel all the love he’s pushing into the kiss.

• he pulls away once again this time leaning his forehead on yours as he whispers a quiet “ I love you”

• “ I love you too golden boy” you whisper back “but if I see Cho Chang or any other girl hug you like that again I’ll go full Slytherin on their ass”

• “ there’s my girl”

Thanks for reading loves, please if you have feedback and or comments lmk!

[battinscn]

HOW THE HARRY POTTER CHARACTERS ARE IN THE KITCHEN

PAIRINGS: draco/ theodore/ cedric x reader

WARNINGS: none, unless you count my incessant use of profanities in everything i post

A/N: remember when i said i was back? yea, i lied. i’m sorry, i’ve been in a slump recently and the only thing i can actually put in ideas into writing are headcanons so i’ll be posting them for a while.

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DRACO

- please, this donny has absolutely no idea how to turn the fob on for the absolute life of him

- he’s spent his whole life having house elves cook for him, what makes you think he would know anything about culinary

- but after hermione granger had become minister and set all house elves free, it was time for you to teach him how to cook

- you didn’t grow up posh like he did, so you definitely had the upper hand when it came to cooking experience

- you had purchased him an apron from homesense and forced him to wear it

- ‘i look stupid,’ he’d jut his lips out

- ‘oh trust me lovey, it’s not the apron’

- ‘hey!’

- you decided to start off easy, well, easy for you

- ‘right, lovey, all you have to do is fry up an egg. simple as that’

- he would look at the fob dumbfounded and nearly set off a gas explosion

- ‘we have wands, we can do magic. what’s the purpose of any of this’

- but your glare was enough to get him to shut up

- he’d yelp with the egg would splatter oil out of the pan, ever the one for dramatics

- finally, after what felt like ages, he would plate the egg on a plate and place it in front of you

- the egg was burnt around the edges and the yolk had broken when he was trying to break the eggs into the pan

- ‘go on then, have a bite’

- you would reluctantly taste a small piece while he would anticipate for your reaction with hope in his eyes

- ‘well? how is it?’

- he had put in so much effort into the egg that you just couldn’t tell it to his face that it tasted absolutely rank

- ‘it’s…good! different, from what i’m used to b-but, good’ you would give him two thumbs up and an extremely forced grin

- he would be so overjoyed but your response that he would not realise that you had spat the egg out into a napkin and tossed into the bin

- and of course he would be so over his head and think his cooking was fantastic

- and frankly, it wasn’t. it tasted like shit.

- ‘y/n! i made you some glazed chicken and sprouts’

- you would’ve just gotten home after a long day at the office and the last thing you wanted was to try your boyfriend’s horrendous whip up

- ‘oh…thanks, lovey,’

- you would saw through the cardboard-texture of the overcooked chicken and take a bite

- ‘mm, it’s good, like mum makes it’

- ‘really?’ he would cheese and push the plate closer towards you, inviting you to finish the plate

- and you know what? finished that plate you did because you would do anything to put a smile on his face

THEODORE

- he would beg you to let him help out in the kitchen

- you were trying to bake a spiced cake to bring for family dinner

- ‘please, i just want to help’

- ‘fine. but you’re my sous-chef. i can’t have your aunt thinking i can’t bake, especially after last month’s disaster of a crumble. which by the way, i haven’t forgiven you for’

- what happened last month you may ask?

- well you had spent all afternoon making the best damn apple crumble you had ever made

- it was all going well till you were seated by the dining table and you dished up your pudding

- and who would’ve though that the crumble tasted salty

- ‘oh, well, you see. you were saying how you halved the amount of sugar the recipe recommended, and well, you know how much i love sugar so i decided to add some more when you weren’t looking, but i guess i put in salt instead’ theodore would smile sheepishly while ducking his head to prevent a slap to the back of it

- you swore you had to hold yourself back from stabbing him with the fork in your hand

- theodore’s aunt always had something to say about your cooking and you were sure theodore’s mistake would result in you not being able to ever hear the end of it for the next month

- ‘it’s not my fault sugar looks like salt…’ he would grumble when you gave him the silent treatment for the rest of the night

- i digress

- ‘i’ll just stand here and you tell me what to do. i won’t touch anything unless you tell me to, promise.’

- you would then pass the recipe over to theodore to get him to take out the ingredients from the cabinets while you busied yourself with preparing the pans and stand mixer

- ‘what the fuck’s star anus?’

- you would stop what you were doing and stared at him as if he’d grown a second head because yea, what the fuck was star anus?

- you would walk over to him to peer at the recipe book only for it to say ‘star anise’

- you would sigh and rub you hand your forehead, ‘anise, my love, it’s called star anise’

- you would pick out the small bottle off the spice rack and wave it in front of him

- ‘well that’s not my fault! who names something that has a similar spelling to anus!’

- ‘my love, you truly are something else,’ you would kiss his clothed chest and chuckle into it before returning to preheating the oven

- the first spiced cake had turned out horribly since theodore had mistakenly given you baking powder instead of soda

- luckily, you had planned for this so you had enough time to bake a second one, albeit after you had scolded theodore and forced him to stand in the corner of the kitchen and do nothing but watch

- ‘sorry y/n. love me?’ he would childishly whine while you placed the second cake into the oven

- ‘love you’ you would reluctantly say back and peck him on the lips as you walked past him

CEDRIC

- oh cedric’s a mummy’s boy through and through, so obviously he’d spent quite some time growing up helping his mother in the kitchen

- he is marvellous at cooking and honestly, is there anything that this man cannot do?

- expect breakfasts in bed every. day.

- ‘good morning, gorgeous’ you would awake with feather light kisses to your cheek

- cedric would hold out a tray to you with fresh cut fruits and a stack of perfect american pancakes

- if cedric were to find out there was any foods that you craved, expect to be well-fed and craving-satisfied instantly

- cedric had once admitted that he wasn’t too fond of cooking, but seeing your face light up whenever he served you a plate of your favourites was worth it

- seriously, does this man have any flaws?

- sometimes, when you were feeling it, you would join cedric in the kitchen

- such times led to fits of giggles and small food fights

- ‘gorgeous, look here,’ cedric would call out to you and you would turn your head to the side to look at him

- and as you turned your head, his batter coated finger would poke into your cheek, leaving a smear of mixture in its wake

- ‘that was a dirty move,’ you would eye cedric

- and you know what, maybe you weren’t too mad about it since any food fight would always end with you and cedric in the shower together

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Champagne Problems

C. Diggory x OC (Yuna) - 3.9k words

Warnings: swearing, food mentions, social anxiousness, panic attacks, mentions of Cho x Harry, slightly out of character characters?

Summary: As a fifth-year muggle-born in Slytherin, Yuna was used to the stares and whispers thrown at her. She was used to letting them slide past her with a cold stare and an icy reputation. But when her greatest weakness and best friend, Cedric Diggory, asks her to the Yule Ball, the emotions she tried to desperately bottle up erupt all at once and she'll have to learn how to face her feelings than run away.

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A/n: I just listened to champagne problems and afterglow nonstop and suddenly this appeared in front of me, I don’t know why or how. This is very self-indulgent and niche but it feels like doing it an injustice if I re-wrote it to Cedric x reader so here ya go. Hopefully I'll come back with more fics though, both x reader and OC. Enjoy!

Yuna wasn’t weak. Ever since her first day at Hogwarts, and essentially her first day of being a witch, she never allowed herself to be weak. The sorting hat proudly declared her a Slytherin with a purpose. She had the ambition and pride to defy all odds as a muggle-born witch. For the past five years, Yuna had carefully built herself the strongest front she could muster, but who knew that a single dance could bring it all down. Yuna wasn’t weak, but she sure as hell felt like it. It reminded her of her first day as a naïve witch hearing the hesitant claps at her house declaration. She hated it.

It was a cold December morning and the students were buzzing with far too much excitement for a Monday morning. Yuna was on her way to the great hall, already dreading sitting in the Slytherin table. An unfortunate side effect of her self-built fortress is the isolation or intimidation of others from her, which often lead to silent breakfasts, lunch, and dinners alone.

Hopefully this morning would be as uneventful as possible, as the last one lead to an unfortunate first year running off. Merlin, if the dumb houses didn’t exist, she’d much rather sit next to Cedric Diggory, her safe haven and long-time friend, rather than the cursed crowd that is her own house.

How she and Cedric ‘golden boy’ Diggory even stayed friends was beyond her, but she vividly remembers the first time they met. After searching for the platform 9 ¾ for more than an hour, she stumbled into a father, a son around her age with unruly brown hair, and an odd-looking owl. Cedric helped her in navigating the train station and the entire wizarding world, and she couldn’t be more grateful for him.

But when she learned about the housing system and sorting ceremony, she was terrified at the fact that she would be split from her very first and only friend. Fortunately, she was wrong, because however stubborn she was to keep up the intimidating Slytherin reputation, Cedric was more stubborn in keeping her at his side.

As Yuna stepped inside the great hall, she silently prayed to Merlin that this breakfast would be as uneventful as possible. The stress of the impending Yule Ball only adds to her misery that is Monday mornings. Her game plan was to quickly and silently assemble a sandwich and bolt to her first class. And it all went smooth, until a certain Hufflepuff student decided to interrupt her process.

“Good morning Yuna,” Cedric greeted.

“Diggory.” Yuna replied back, not taking her eyes off her plate and her unfinished sandwich.

“Well, glad to see you all bright and cheerful today.”

“Diggory, you know I’m not a morning person.” Yuna finally looked at him.

Cedric waved her deadpan expression off. “I know, I just thought you’d be more excited today because of the Yule Ball.”

Yuna cracked a small smirk, “Oh right, Mr. Hogwarts champion,” Cedric looked downwards, flustered.

“Good luck finding a date, although I don’t think you’ll have much of an issue with all the people willing to throw themselves on you.”

“Sounds like you’re jealous,” Cedric smirked. Now it was his turn to strike back.

“Oh, not at all, in fact I feel sorry for you and your owl, with the amount of fan letters that poor bird has to carry.” Unfortunately for Cedric, Yuna is a tough nut to crack.

“I quite enjoy it actually, the title of Hogwarts champion.” He boldly stated.

“Maybe try to work on your lying skills Ced, we both know you absolutely hate the constant attention.” His eyes flickered to the groups of girls and boys alike watching him and his conversation with his best friend. He sighed and decided to give up on the act.

“You’re right.” Cedric huffed.

Suddenly, he bolted upright as if he was struck with a brilliant idea. Yuna eyed him wearily on whatever idea his mind suddenly came up with. Cedric was a good student with his head on his shoulders but she was still cautious.

“Go to the Yule Ball with me.”

Yuna choked on her bite.

Cedric quickly gave her a glass of pumpkin juice and rubbed her back as she tried to recover from the mild heart attack, he gave her. Attend the Yule Ball with him??? The Hogwarts golden boy and champion??? Had he officially gone insane? Yuna thought he truly had.

“Diggory? You can’t just suddenly spring it to me.” She exclaimed. There goes her uneventful Monday morning.

“Why not? You’re my best friend, there’s no one else I’d rather go with.”

“No, Diggory. Just no.” She abandoned her sandwich, appetite completely leaving her body. “You know who the fuck I am right? Having me as your official date is basically social death! You hate attention, you know I do too yet you ask me this? To put me, us in front of everyone? I’m sorry Diggory but no.”

The pressure of the entire table and possibly the entire great hall witnessing their conversation was too much, she needed to get out immediately. She stormed out of the great hall, not caring where her feet took her, as long as it was away from anyone. A part of her consciousness felt guilty, so guilty for leaving Cedric alone and rejected on the Slytherin table, but in the end, she couldn’t bring herself to care.

He knew how much she dealt with everyone’s attention on her ever since her first year. Cedric witnessed how she was bullied and isolated due to her blood status and Hogwarts house yet he still decided to put her on the spot not only in the ball but in the great hall this morning. And to top it all off, he wanted to go as best friends. It made her feel like a sick joke to him and this entire school. It made her want to stomp out any spark of feelings she felt for Cedric, even if it was a bon fire burning since the first year. It made her panic.

What a great start of the week.

The entire week of Yule Ball preparation was hell. The stress of the event preparation on the teachers and staff plus the hormone-riddled nervousness of students asking out their dates was nothing short of a nightmare.

Yuna had a headache ever since the incident on Monday, the guilt and shame from rejecting Cedric haunting her like moaning myrtle with a personal grudge on her soul. And now, as the sun set below the castle grounds, as she stood amidst the girls running to perfect their make-up, Yuna felt hollow. The sickening nervousness and dread from the entire week culminated into an emptiness she hated. Cedric found a date, easily, apparently to the whispers of her dormmates.

Yuna’s relationship with her dormmates were civil, some could even be her acquaintances, not minding her blood status and in fact being impressed with her reputation, but others were less than stoked at sharing a room with Yuna. It did end up resulting in a feud in her first year and a few stolen clothes and items, but professor Snape was strict with dorm assignments and they all grew up past the immaturity. (If they didn’t Yuna could easily take a few things of theirs to even it out, after all, they did share a room together.)

Yuna’s dormmates were how she ended up standing in the chaos with her dark blue, almost black, ballgown sprawled around her like a centerpiece around the bustling people. She stuck out like a sore thumb.

“Yuna, why haven’t you done your hair yet?” Hannah, one of the kinder dormmates asked the girl. “I just learned a spell to create curls, I can teach it if you’d like?”

Pansy puffed at her offer. “I doubt her hair would save her now. Bold of you to even attend the ball after rejecting Diggory.”

“Poor Cedric, he looked so heartbroken at the table. If he asked me, I would’ve said yes in a heartbeat.” Flora sighed wistfully and continued to apply mascara.

“How’d you even do it? Did you slip an amortentia in his cup or something?”

Pansy’s comments were getting were making Yuna’s patience run thin by the second, but she knew that storming out of the room would only give Pansy the satisfaction, so Yuna stayed and pretended to fuss about her appearance like the rest of them. She took up on Hannah’s offer and helped Daphne with her dress. At least the intricate lacing can distract her for at least a moment.

It was exactly twenty minutes before the grand start. Students gathered in the hallway in their extravagant dresses and robes, multicolored glitter and sparkles shining endlessly under the light.

Yuna stood slightly in the back, the onslaught of color making her eyes hurt. She tried to rub her temples to ease the pain. Amidst her stress and color induced headache, Harry and Ron descend the staircase, stopping at the last step as they look into the crowd of students.

“Hey Potter, Hi Ron.” She greeted the two.

Although they were a year apart and from opposing houses, she still had respect for the infamous golden trio and the shenanigans they went through every year. To go through that many near death experiences in such a short time is impressive and slightly concerning, which is why she tries to help them out to the best of her abilities such as turning a blind eye whenever she encountered them beyond curfew and maybe slipping a few secrets and rumors only found in the Slytherin common room.

Yuna just thought of it as a repayment of sorts by being the new talking point of the school rumor mill, essentially distracting others from talking about her. And also sort of saving the school multiple times.

“What are you two whispering about?” Ron and Harry were caught off guard, not expecting her to be next to them.

“Oh, uhm, we were just talking about Hermione, haven’t seen her today much.” Harry replied timidly.

“Nice robes Ron.” Yuna nodded at him. He grumbled in reply, miffed at her comment. Yuna had never seen robes as… eccentric… to put it lightly. It was odd even by muggle fashion standards, which wizards and witches often found eccentric.

“What happened to Hermione?” She kitted her eyebrows in worry. Hermione was a good kid; it would’ve been a shame if she missed the ball.

“She doesn’t have a date, probably crying in her dorm right now.” Ron answered.

“What? I thought she was asked out by Viktor.” Harry looked surprised while Ron furrowed his eyebrows in denial.

“Viktor? As in Viktor Krum?” Ron exclaimed in shock.

“Well, at least I think so. Heard it from some Gryffindor students on Thursday.” The girl responded back.

“There you are, Potter.” Professor McGonagall suddenly approaches them. “Are you and Miss Yuna ready?”

“Ready Professor?” Harry asked, caught off guard.

“The dance. It’s traditional that the three champions, well in this case four, are the first to dance. Surely, I told you that?”

Judging by the boy’s expression, the Professor, in fact, did not tell Harry about the first dance. “No,” He replied.

“Well, now you know. As for you Mister Weasley,” The Professor pauses, taken aback by Ron’s shocking dress robes. “You may proceed inside to the great hall.” Professor McGonagall turns to another student behind them, in a rush to keep all the people in order.

Yuna panicked, she couldn’t dance with Potter, not in front of everyone as his guest. Not in front of Cedric and Cho.

She stuttered out an excuse. “Oh, I’m horrible at dancing.”

She looked at Parvati and her twin sister Padma, who were conveniently close to them. “Patil? Would you like to dance with him?”

Yuna didn’t wait to hear the girl’s reply before rushing off to the great hall, blending in with the crowd. But amidst the tule and bowties, she caught a glimpse of grey eyes.

“What’s up with her?” Ron asked Harry but the boy just shrugged, not knowing either. As Ron begrudgingly made his way into the great hall, Harry’s eyes drifted to catch Cho’s own dark brown eyes. She had her arms linked around Cedric’s whose eyes and thoughts were on someone else in the crowd.

Yuna stood at the sidelines, shielded by other onlookers as the champions began to dance. The violins were light and magical but her heart felt like the heaviest stone weighing her down. Her heartbeat was in sync with the music in the most dreadful way. A loud clock ticking to her doom.

She watched as they danced and flowed effortlessly like water in a stream. She watched as they lifted their partners with the swell of the music. She watched as Cedric smiled at her-

She couldn’t keep on watching.

Yuna felt sick, claustrophobic under the magical winter sky. Her iridescent gown felt like a dress of barbed wires and the ground felt like a fragile sheet of ice, ready to crack under her and drown any moment. She needed air. And as always, she ran away. From her problems, from her reality, from him.

The little remaining common sense in her rang alarm bells at the weather outside, but the rest of the panicked thoughts overwhelmed it. She couldn’t care less of hypothermia if it meant escaping the scenario in front of her. Yuna would rather freeze than watch them, being frozen would be more merciful than being shattered.

The girl slipped out of the great hall, luckily most were distracted by the dance. Her face was taut, trying not to cry, as she marched out towards the open castle courtyards. Maybe the cold will distract her from her pain, maybe it will finally freeze her heart, she hoped so.

The warmly lit hallways turned into the dim corridors until the open courtyard was finally in reach. The fountain was frozen over in ice, with the trees bare or a shade of brown. Everything was illuminated by the moonlight and sparse candles in the courtyard. Yuna could finally breathe again.

Instead of shaking and complaining about the cold, she relished how the crisp winter air made her lungs sting. She let the snowflakes seep into her skin and hair, covering her in speckles of white, like small diamonds from the sky. She was never more grateful for winter.

Yuna made her way towards the center, brushing her fingertips against the old tree in a silent greeting, her constant silent companion. She sat on the ledge of the fountain and stared out into the darkness of the night.

Sometimes, with the stress of family expectations and her reputation made her forget the things she took for granted. Some of these things are her magic, being the first witch in her family line. Another was that Hogwarts was located in the mountainous region of Scotland, meaning civilization was hours away and nothing could disturb her and the stars.

When she was a little girl, she always loved looking at the stars. She thought they were like gemstones hidden under the thick blanket of the sky. And as she grew older, the more she sought comfort in the distant stars.

She told them stories of her adventures as a child, running around her family home, she told them about the letter she magically received one day, sent by an owl, she tells them about her fears and thoughts. Thoughts about the brand-new world she was suddenly thrusted in, about her peers and the disgust or fear in their eyes around her, about her closest and only friend.

Yuna exhales, a cloud of breath floating to the sky.

Cedric danced with the grace and poise of a gentleman, lifted Cho at the perfect moment, held her waist with the perfect pressure, yet everything seemed too perfect. Like a rehearsal of the actual event, his eyes were stern in concentration instead of wonder. His mind counted every beat with precision. Although his body was here, dancing in perfect harmony, his mind and heart was somewhere far away.

His gaze wandered away from his partner and onto the onlooking crowd, he carefully scanned every face and dress, searching for a familiar set of eyes and a dark iridescent gown. Finally, he caught a glimpse of an iridescent movement, weaving in between the sea of people. It made him falter, the consistent grip on his partner loosening and his steps stumbling slightly. It made Cho look at him in surprise and concern, but he quickly recovered, remembering the next move to be a turn.

As he turned in tandem with the rest, she disappeared from his sight, leaving nothing but a door ajar in her wake. It made him frustrated and restless, counting every second until the grating violins stopped playing.

To Cedric’s relief, the dance finally ended, and the music shifted from a formal waltz to energetic punk. Waves of people came rushing into the center floor, barricading the boy from following what he was searching for. Cedric at least had half the mind and decency to apologize to Cho before running off.

“It’s okay, I know.” She spoke, giving an understanding hand to Cedric’s tense shoulders. Cedric gave her a grateful smile in return, and turned to leave the great hall, making his way against the crowd.

Cho’s smile waned as she watched him pursue his true feelings, knowing he never truly saw her, although it was fun and easy to pretend he did when he asked her in the corridor to be his date to the ball. But she knew how stubborn he was, how stubborn feelings were, and how it would always lead you to the one you love the most, even in the most uncertain of situations.

She turned to look behind her, sensing a presence. Cho’s eyes locked with bright green ones hidden under circular glasses. It was Harry, the infamous boy who lived, the boy who kept looking at her since the fateful meeting in the train. Cho smiled at him and he smiled nervously back. Maybe she could still have fun tonight, with a different person that finally saw her.

“….Yuna.” The way he said her name, light and airy, could rival any symphony. It made her warm and hopeful in even the coldest of winters. It made her love her name.

“Yuna.” Okay maybe the cold really was getting to her. Were auditory hallucinations a side effect of hypothermia?

 “Yuna!” Her trance was finally broken, she tore her eyes away from the stars and the inky black sky behind her to a figure. It was difficult to see the face from the distance and the dim moonlight but she knew it was him.

“Yuna! What are you doing outside here in the cold?” Cedric worriedly exclaimed.

She didn’t know what to do, or how to respond, she was like a deer in headlights, or a child getting caught doing something she shouldn’t. After a while, she simply breathed out his name. That’s when the cold finally seeped in, where the weight of the snowflakes finally melted into her bones.

“Merlin, what were you thinking?! You’re going to freeze to death at this rate!” Cedric pulled her up and into his arms, rubbing her skin frantically in hopes of warming her up. She slowly leaned into his touch and laid her head on his broad shoulders, his familiar scent of cologne and warmth enveloping her instantly. The metaphorical dam cracked inside of her at the scent and touch of him.

Cedric paused as he felt Yuna start to shiver, her tears dampening the collar of his robes. He had seen her cry plenty of times before, in the shadows of the corridors, in the nights past curfew, with him always beside her, and every time he swore that he would do anything for her to never cry again, even if it meant fighting the biggest dragon or carrying all the stars, as long as it was for her. It was a promise he made to himself when he was twelve years old and it’s a promise he still keeps until now.

“I’m sorry.” Yuna whispered, clinging tighter onto Cedric. “I shouldn’t have rejected you in front of everyone and ruined this night by making you search for me. I’m sorry.” She sobbed, letting the waterfall of emotions escape her carefully built walls.

“Yuna, it’s alright. In fact, I should be the one apologizing for asking you in front of everyone in the first place, I forgot how you felt with everyone watching us. I shouldn’t have forgotten that. And you didn’t ruin this night for me at all. I’d rather be with my best friend than dance in the great hall without you.”

Yuna’s heart clenched at the word. Best friend.

“I would feel horrible not realizing you were out here in the cold while I was inside.” He rubbed her back in comfort, bringing her as close as possible and leaning his head on hers.

“I’m sorry for constantly running off.” She mumbled into his neck.

“Hey, none of that apologizing now. You have nothing to apologize for.” He held on tightly and started to gently rock the both of them side by side, a silent waltz under the moon.

The movement made Yuna feel slightly better, the overwhelming emotions replacing with a calmer sadness and a hopeful comfort. “I don’t know how you deal with me, Diggory.”

“I choose to deal with you because you’re smart, and funny, and so unbelievably kind in your own way. You defy expectations and help people in need of help. You are so much more than what other people say, Yuna.” Cedric confessed. In his mind, I choose you because I love you.

Cedric looked down at Yuna and the small smile on her lips, relief flooded his body at the sight of it. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” He smiled. Even in the freezing winter air, Cedric found a way to melt her icy exterior. It made Yuna feel soft, weak even, but in the best possible way.

“Now, let’s go inside and get you all warmed up, yeah?” Cedric softly murmured before reluctantly unfolding from the embrace.

Yuna missed the warm embrace almost immediately, only now realizing how cold it actually was. Maybe it was because she wasn’t clouded anymore by jealousy and sorrow, or maybe because the warmth from Cedric made her unaccustomed to the temperature, she loved moments ago.

Cedric noticed how she stiffened and shook more and removed his jacket, wrapping it around her shoulders. Yuna blushed at the act, thinking what a sight she must have been, draped in the Hogwarts champion’s jacket.

Cedric stared at her with a mix of emotions in his grey eyes that neither of them could decipher, just the sight of her in his jacket stirred something in him, maybe protectiveness, or awe, or admiration.

It was a silent conversation held between the two, not knowing where it ended and where it began. But Cedric moved first, stepping closer until his shoes touched hers, and Yuna closed the gap, leaning on her toes. He raised his hand to hold her cheek gingerly as she pressed her lips onto his.

The kiss was gentle and scorching at the same time, like embers that sparked into a burning fire. Cedric felt whole as he held her in his palm. Yuna felt warm as she finally embraced her feelings for him whole-heartedly and without hesitation.

For the first time in a long while, she smiled sincerely and full of love. Her mind was quiet, the anxious thoughts of others replaced by warm thoughts of him. Yuna thanked every star in the sky for Cedric, and Cedric thanked the universe for her.

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Yall ever seen a man so fine you like genuinely start tweaking out. Like you tweak out so bad to where you just

[pooks]

Percy Weasley headcanon time, part 2!

all the Quidditch captains at Hogwarts crushed HARD on him

Oliver Wood: obvious reasons, they are roommates (oh my god, they are roommates), they're in every class together, Percy has canonically been at Gryffindor's Quidditch matches, etc. i could go on.

Roger Davies: captain of the Ravenclaw in case you don't remember( can't blame ya). but Percy is smart and clever, he would charm the pants of any Ravenclaw without even trying. a fellow scholar who plays Quidditch too. everytime Ravenclaw meets Gryffindor, he tries to impress but fails cause Oliver Wood.

Cedric Diggory: he got the biggest boy crush on Percy and it was literally his bi awakening. not only is Percy smart, but he's also incredibly kind and responsible. he takes a page of Percy's book and values good sportmanship (this is the reason why the twins can't stand him, they've seen him yearning after their brother)

Marcus Flint: he doesn't like any Gryffindor at all, not even when pigs fly and it rains lava. but Percy is different, he's the Golden Student of not only Gryffindor, but of the whole school (no he doesn't count Hermione). Percy is smart, clever, determined, kind, righteous and so incredibly pretty. if it wasn't for his blood status, then Percy would've been poster child of "the ideal spouse" the pureblood families always nags about.

Conclusion: Oliver and Marcus gets into fistfights every week because of this and no one relents until someone is nearly dead (the only reason Snape gives detention to a Slytherin, of all things, cause he didn't sign up for his own student's blood feud)

Poor Roger Davies gets friendzoned the whole time cause Percy genuinely believes they're friends and he can't ruin that cause Penelope Clearwater will literally murder him in his sleep

Cedric decides to play it safe, earn Percy's affection slowly and maybe the Perfect Prefect will fall for him...eventually.

Too bad Fred and George is deadset on NO ONE dates their brother...except maybe Oliver Wood, but he has to prove himself with twelve quests (that was a total lie)

Outcome: Percy eventually dates Oliver Wood and he's incredibly happy with him. He doesn't even know that his five brothers and baby sister threatens Oliver if he ever hurt him. He's mildly annoyed when he finds out, though.

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How would the hp boys handle an argument with their partner?

⋆ ˚⁀➷ ₊˚⊹⋆ 𝗛𝗣 𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗙𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘𝗦 - 𝗛𝗢𝗪 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗬 𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗟𝗘 𝗔𝗡 𝗔𝗥𝗚𝗨𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗥 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗡𝗘𝗥.

ft. harry potter, ron weasley, cedric diggory, & draco malfoy.

pairings. harry potter boys x gn!reader.

warnings. fluff, arguing, slight angst.

a/n. if you have any specific harry potter boy you wanna see in my prefrences, request it and i'll add it. <3

word count (all). 1.2k

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— 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑

He usually keeps his temper calm with you no matter what, but today was different for him. With everyone being on him about Voldemort returning and the daily prophet, he needed your support more than anything.

He couldn't put down that stupid daily prophet, at breakfast he read every single lie that sat on the page. You continiously warned him about it, even suggesting he takes a break from reading it and enjoy a breakfast with you, ron, and hermione, but he resisted. He carried it and read it everywhere he went, hardly ever putting it down.

You attempted to pry it gently from his hands before bed, insisting he take a break and try again tomorrow. Instead, he continued with it, getting slightly defensive towards you.

You continued attempting to take it from him, before he snapped, slightly raising his voice.

Your eyes slowly became glossy, filling with tears. You've never seen him so- bad-tempered. Even with others, he would still be upset yet would cool off before thinking about anything to say.

You quickly gathered your things, rushing out of his dorm before he could say anything to even attempt to apologize for yelling. As you reached your dorm your eyes were red with tears still dripping from the duct of your eyes. You eventually fell asleep, without harry and without a comforting thought of him.

The next morning at breakfast he approached you, with open arms which you avoided.

"Y/n, love please just let me tal-" he was interrupted by you hurridely running off, leaving for hours on before he saw you after school, in the courtyard.

He approached you again in the courtyard, this time with flowers and a letter.

"Y/n, please just-just stay and listen this time", he sat everything next to you, along with himself.

"I really am sorry for the way I acted, I swear I'll never raise my voice at you again, it's not what you deserve."

You inched over towards him, placing a hand on his shoulder and the other cupping his face.

"Haz, it's alright just- put down that stupid prophet when I say so" you giggled.

"I won't even go near it anymore" He smirked, placing soft kisses across your face.

— 𝑹𝑶𝑵 𝑾𝑬𝑨𝑺𝑳𝑬𝒀

Ron, being stubborn, had argued with you about how he'd constantly been copying your work.

After long quidditch practices he couldn't make the dedication to completely finish all his schoolwork, so he decided to ask you for help one night. Then, that one night turned to a couple days of work, then a full week of work. To the point where he had barely been trying in his classes, relying on you for the work.

Teachers couldn't help but notice, and eventually called you both out on it, getting you both in trouble. That led to Ron continuing to copy your work, no matter what the teachers say.

You tried telling him off for it, insisting that he wouldn't learn that way. But, instead of hearing you out he'd just left, left from your dorm and continued to ignore you for two days.

Two days later, you found him in class, the one he hadn't been going to due to loads of work and worrying about everything except class, and even though he didn't show it, he was still worried about you even though he was the one who stormed out.

After class he found you in your dorm, your roomates cleared out.

"Y/n.. can I come in?" he knocked softly on the door, an innocent look on his eyes.

You nodded, expecting for him to ask for your help again, ignoring the situation where he walked out on you two days ago. Instead he didn't, he spoke softly, "I know i've been slacking off in school, I didn't expect it to be like this though",

"Okay, continue", you stated.

"I wanna make it up to you y/n, I really do. I'll actually try harder and catch up this time, I mean it."

You slightly smiled, not ecxpecting him to actually remember or care to make it up to you, but he did.

— 𝑪𝑬𝑫𝑹𝑰𝑪 𝑫𝑰𝑮𝑮𝑶𝑹𝒀

Every so often you remembered that Cho was Cedric's ex, and that you weren't the first person to date him. It didn't really get to you, until eventually you saw her desperately trying to get his attention more and more.

When you'd been at Cedric's quidditch matches you seemed to notice you weren't the only one running down to go see him and cheer him on, she was too. After games she always lingered around.

"Cedric, that was great!" she smiled at him, practically drooling over him anytime he did anything.

"Yea, um- thanks." he quickly shrugged, his attention turning back to you.

You let it rest that time, not thinking much of it and not caring that he even talked to her, until the next time she offered to take him out, right after another match.

You knew you could trust Cedric but she was no where near trustworthy.

Later on you found the both of them, her unusually close to his face. You waited a few moments behind a wall, hearing small echos of their voices.

"Ced, please lets just- you know, get back toge-" you interrupted coming from behind the corner, gasping softly.

Cedric looks towards you, attempting to speak up and rush after you, but he knew you were already set off after you saw the two of them together.

The next morning you awoke to an unexpected surprise in your dorm, Cedric smiling down at you.

"Ced, what was that yesterday?" you frowned.

"Love I promise, I want nothing to do with her she just came up to me, I'm all yours just don't be upset" He interlocked his hand with yours, innocent eyes glaring at you.

"It'll never happen again?" you questioned, softly pouting at him.

"Never love, I promise."

— 𝑫𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑶 𝑴𝑨𝑳𝑭𝑶𝒀

With the stress surrounding Draco during his 6th year back, it eventually started to affect you too. You both were most likely always busy, you with the slug club and him with his missions which Voldemort and his father set him on.

He had one coming up that was more than dangerous, a task he'd never done before and couldn't be sure that he would fullfil.

"Dray, you can't do it just tell you father he'd understa-"

You were interrupted by Draco's tone of voice, him lashing out towards you with no regrets it seemed.

You were nearly surprised he'd raise his voice at you, as it nearly never happens but this time it did. Your sight filled with water, you attempted to speak back, but it felt like you just choked. You sit still on his bed, unsure of anything to say.

"I have to go y/n, you don't understand" he scoffed, continuing to pack.

"Dray, please- just please don't do go I really mean it"

He looked to you with glossy eyes, becoming slightly hesitant, he sat next to you, nuzzling his neck into your shoulders.

"Y/n, love, I'm sorry for the way I've been acting it's just-"

"No, I know. Just please don't take this mission, any other one not this one though".

He cupped you cheek gently, nodding his head slightly, holding the mission off.

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Cedric Diggory as a boyfriend 🏆🦡

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⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎…⋙

Warnings ⚠️: Slight mentioned of sexual themes and some spicy stuff.

Dating this sweet, kind, and handsome Triwizard champion could include:

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Cedric is a true definition of a gentleman, he undoubtedly has that chivalry touch about him, he's polite, honest, and kind. He would put your jacket around you as soon as he noticed you shivering even just a little, offer you his arm when you're about to walk somewhere, hold a door open for you, kisses you on the forehead, kisses your hand when the both of you have to part ways and never lets you pay a cent during a date that requires paying, because he enjoys paying for you and never wants anything in return. The affection of kisses, hugs and more means the world to him.

He calls you cute nicknames like Angel, Heaven, My World, or Sweetheart.

Likes when you call him Ced, Darling, Love, Handsome, or Teddy (It's an inside joke between the two of you that Cedric is as soft and kind-looking as a teddy bear, so you kept it going with that nickname).

His love language is probably words of affirmation, he's really good at expressing his love for you through words, he mentions how much he loves you often, and he compliments you anytime he gets the chance but most of all he's always affirmed you that no matter how many people might be interested in him weather that's about his popularity, looks or personality, he'll never leave you ever and that no one can ever replace nor even come close to you. That he couldn't love a human any more than he loves you.

He likes writing your name on all your subject's books for you but instead of your family's last name, he puts down his instead so every book you own says "This book belongs to Y/N Diggory" which drives your friends crazy with excitement, even professor McGonagall was sure you'd marry him one day.

He would take you out every Sunday morning to madame Puddifoot's tea shop for some tea, with sugar and milk just how you like it, while Cedric makes it a habit to make paper rings out of the tissues provided on each table for customers, then he'd take your left-hand kisses it and put the ring on you ring finger before saying "One day It'll be a real ring that shines and glimmer the way your eyes do when it hits the sun", that line never fails to make you smile and blush, so you smile at him kindly while he returns it sipping your tea away.

You have to get on your tippy toes to kiss him because he's built like a tree which never fails to make him laugh and smile at how adorable you are, but you'd pout every time he laughs at you so in return he lowers himself to your level and says "go on" then you would smile and ruffle his hair as messy as you can which leave the both of you to laugh and blush.

He uses his prefect power to go out after hours, his excuse is that he's patrolling around the castle before bed and sneak you up to the astronomy tower when there's no class available and stargaze there, then he'd ramble about all the stars that he knows about which you find really interesting and amusing.

He's the best at giving advice about anything and you've always taken it without hesitation because his advice has worked in your favor every time, he just seems to know what's best for you always.

Him chasing you all over the place to give him a hug after Hufflepuff's quidditch practice when he's all sweaty, smelly, and sticky.

When it comes to sex he's very gentle with you making sure to put you first before himself and a praiser too, despite how much you drive him crazy with lust because of how attractive you are to him, so it's mostly slow, passionate sex but when he's in the mood to just please you, he gets you to sit on his lap while he fingers you, touch your breast and kiss your neck and shoulder as you moan in pleasure. (😫).

He loves the sight of you walking towards the great hall for breakfast on the weekend after you've just woken up with his jumper on, slightly messy hair, sweats, and slippers on, what makes it better is the way you greet him good morning with your sleepy voice and a kiss to top it all off never fails to make him smile brightly and blush too.

He likes watching you sleep, he finds you to look so peaceful and effortlessly gorgeous doing nothing but breathing easy while closing your eyes, dreaming away about something good he hopes.

Despite him being sweet and patient most of the time with you, he's not afraid to argue back if he finds you to be too stubborn about something.

Shows you off proudly in front of anyone and everyone he could, talk about you often, mention how lucky he is to have you in his life and how he could never survive with you, not now not ever at this point.

Writes you cute yet unexpected love letters, notes, and paper balls with doodles of the two of you together, and no matter how many he makes/sends you've managed to keep and saved them all, which Cedric doesn't know about and by now you'd have thousands of letters, notes and paper balls filled with doodles made by him.

He smiles a lot around you and is the type of person who makes good eye contact even if he doesn't like that person that way in general.

Amos and Mrs. Diggory loves having you around their house and would often invite your whole family to join/celebrate things like Christmas for example in their home, just hoping that you and Cedric will be married together one day and untie both of your families into one big and beautiful one.

He lets you dress him up in your clothes for fun, put makeup on him, and even tie his hair into a short ponytail. He puts up with it all just to see you laugh your nose off, as long as you're happy he's happy too.

Whenever you achieve something big and you'd tell him excitedly he picks you up in the air and spins you around laughing with you and saying "I'm so proud of you my sweetheart" with a huge smile on his face before putting you down and giving you a passionate kiss.

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—random lightning era headcanons, hp.

ʚ author’s note: these are MY personal headcanons. you don’t have to like them, but maybe you will. also- i KNOW mattheo and enzo are not even canon and that theo is hardly even mentioned but i thought it’d be cute to add them. mainly theo cause i love fanon theo (sometimes). ꜝꜞ

ron is super mega tall, taller than the twins. maybe even taller than bill.

harry is of average height but looks like a short king besides ron.

theo is basically a grumpy old man in the body of a teenage heartthrob.

blaise is just a sweetheart. fr the bestest friend.

draco can’t read in between the lines. he’s book smart but when it comes to people and social interactions he can be pretty stupid. you can’t just give him a hint, he won’t get it.

hermione actually really liked krum.

harry actually attended theo’s mother’s funeral. (they were on somewhat friendly terms after having to team up for an assignment.)

ginny likes girls. dean likes seamus. both knew.

draco, mattheo and enzo (along with crab and goyle) are more of the bullies of the group.

angelina and george are part of a tutoring program and tutor younger students. though he’s really good in potions, george only does it to spend time with her.

ron secretly tries to read muggle books to impress hermione.

mattheo is just plain rude with anger issues. he pretty much hates everyone.

theo is just more of an introvert so he doesn’t really feel the need to talk to everyone, let alone bully them.

blaise is not very smart but he really tries his best and studies a lot. he also reminds (or forces) the others to study as well.

in her firsts years at hogwarts, pansy was mostly a bitch and a bully (to impress malfoy), but blaise became a good influence and she learned to mind her own business a bit more.

ron had ALWAYS had a crush on hermione. he just didn’t want to.

neville had a secret girlfriend around year 3-4 and they’d always meet in the herbology greenhouse.

oliver suffers from insomnia which sometimes leads to him being rude during morning practices and even having anger outbursts towards his last hogwarts years.

fred is really really good with kids while george just doesn’t really know what to do with them.

cedric has dyslexia and really finds it difficult and discouraging to read and study. cho and harry are one of the few who know and help him with homework.

luna randomly takes walks in the forbidden forest. she finds it peaceful.

mattheo is naturally really smart. he never studies and always gets good grades. he’s kind of a dick about it.

seamus has ADHD and had a mild ODD as a child

cho is extremely interested in politics and even founded a secret debate club at hogwarts.

dean is the only one who knows about seamus’ breakdowns and the only one who truly knows how to help him.

angelina is really popular. there is nothing to hate about her. she is beautiful and kind and especially good at quidditch.

krum was really bummed out to leave hogwarts. he was actually liking it there. mainly the people. mainly hermione. just hermione tbh.

spending summer ‘94 with hermione was ginny’s gay awakening confirmation.

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Harry Potter

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photos from Pinterest - collage made by LazerDash

Summary: Spending time with the HP characters!

Word Count: 880

Warning: fluff, wholesome, cedric being a hopeless romantic, cuddles, kisses, hand holding, draco being draco.

A/N: I love the idea of how each of these characters act and just wanted to give my shot into making them! I hope ya'll like it.

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Harry:

• he will hang out with you anywhere to be honest

• you want to go to hogsmeade? He'll pay for whatever you want (boy is rich, don't forget that)

• he'll hold your hand the entire time to hogsmeade

• or he'll have a hand on on your waist/hip

• don't wanna go to hogsmeade?

• that's okay too!!

• he'll take you back to his dorm and hold you

• honestly he probably uses you as an excuse to not study or do his work sometimes

•though he will deny it if you ever bring it up

• he just wants to spend time with you! what's so wrong with that? right...?

• he might even let you try his glasses on if you ask lol

• he loves to make you laugh

• the jokes between you two is so wholesome as well

• he'll get all blushy if you call him cute too

• and deny it ofc and call you cute instead

Hermione:

• you + her = library

• just kidding... Well, not entirely.

• she definitely would love to show you her favorite books! (if you two have the free-time)

• she loves to read to you.

• and if the two- you weren't caught up on school work, she'd be there to help you.

•maybe she'll even cut you some slack if you haven't been feeling well lately.

• Besides that, you two might go hangout at Hogsmeade (she likes the three broom sticks)

• again, whenever she is free... she can't have her grades- or yours! Being interfered with.

• she may love you, but she also wants to make sure both of your education is well taken care of.

• she'll want to share all of her favorite places with you, that includes the library.

• it makes her happy that she can trust you can take you to those private locations

• once she trusts you enough she will take you to all of her favorite locations when she was a kid

• she may even make it a whole special day planned out for the two of you

Draco:

• this lil shit-

• he will presist for the longest time that he doesn't want to spend time with you

• for you to get him to hang out with you, you have to make him think it is your idea-

• and plead with him.

• "reluctantly" he will agree...

• be aware he will totally be complaining the whole time

• don't worry, he'll shut his mouth once you hold his hand

• he doesn't want to admit it but he secretly likes it (shhhh-)

• if you take him to the three broom sticks he will complain at first

• since he is so use to having some "actual" food

• he WILL be the one paying for the two of you though (so that's a plus)

• if you even suggest going anywhere near the forbidden forest-

• he will refuse

• he can't go be getting himself dirty.

• plus he has some bad memories associated with the forbidden forest (and dat bloody chicken!)

• so no Hagrid's hut or forbidden forest.

• if you two are looking for some more quiet time he will take you back to his dorm room where you two can just hold eachother.

• he doesn't want anyone to see you two in public or even to see him being so lovey dovey in front of others

Cedric:

• Loves holding your hand

• kissing your cheeks, head, hand

• he is a huge romantic!

• if you like more private locations then he'll cuddle you in his dorm room (he'll even sneak you in some food if you're hungry)

• but if you enjoy more outdoors or just wanna be social!

• He will take you to the three broom sticks (he will not let you pay)

• he will also take you to honeydukes! if you like sweets, he will be getting your favorites

• he will make this a whole day planned just for the two of you

• wether it is because the stress of school has been weighing on your shoulders

• or just because the two of you haven't had some time together lately

• he might even introduce you to his friends some time

• just so you two can hang out together more often and be apart of the same friend groups

Luna:

• You guys would totally be hanging out on the edge of the forbidden forest (or in it)

• basking in the sunlight and hanging out with the theastrals

• if you can't see the theastrals then she will tell you all about them.

• she might even take you to some other magical creature that you can see

• i swear all of these magical creatures just automatically love her (does that also make us a magical creature?)

• if you guys happen to be not be in the forbidden forest, you'll be hanging out next to the black lake

• sitting together as you talk about how your days have been

• if it is a special day or you guys just don't wanna hang outside

• she'll hangout with you inside the castle! she'll even point out the nargles floating around in people's ears

• not yours though (you're too pure to have nargles, I guess?)

• though, she prefers nature and the creatures

• if you two get hungry in sometime between then you guys will go sneak some food

• or you could just head to hogsmeade and grab something to eat there

• she also likes to hold your hand and walk beside you!

• and don't be afraid to tell her she is cute!! she'll thank you

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