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Rob candids —- November 28, 2008 | Los Angeles 

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                "And humble, too," he joked, shaking his                  head as he waved over the server. "Get                  whatever you want, honestly, Hermione.                  It's the least I can do, since you're spending                  your time with me." He pulled his own                  treat towards him, digging in with his spoon                  to take a small bite. "How has your summer                  been so far?"

           ”Now you’re flaunting money around? Never             would have pegged you for the type, Cedric,”             Hermione is jesting with him, something she              usually only reserves for Harry and Ron. Her             golden gaze falls to his tapping quill as she              crosses her legs under the table while fighting             off whatever warmth threatens to color her cheeks.             He’s jesting about the lovely lady bit, of course.             “So it seems,” she chuckles, because while she’s             proud to be top in her  year, she also doesn’t want             to seem… egotistical?

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        "Honestly, get whatever you want. I've got too          much money to only be spending on myself.          Perhaps if I tell my father I spent my lunch with          a lovely lady he'll get off my arse about finding          a girlfriend." He raised his brows at her, tapping          the end of his quill against the table. "No, it's          alright. You know so much, Hermione, honestly,          you're absolutely brilliant. Top in your year, yeah?"

               ”As is per usual for her assignments,” Hermione                 chuckles quietly, a small hand lifting to brush her                  hair behind her ear. Fortunately, for Hermione, she’d                 finished her assignments a week into summer break                 leaving her with more time to… gallivant, she supposed?                 Ice cream sounded divine. “I - um - sure, as long as                  I’m not imposing or anything,” she answers with a light                 grin painted onto her soft, pink lips. “Usually, a change                  of scenery makes for better thinking patterns. Some                 even find working outside of their home on a daily basis                 is the only way they can get anything done.” He didn’t                 ask for your knowledge drivel, Hermione. “Sorry - habit.”                  Her face flushes as she takes an empty seat at his table.

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               "Well, yes. McGonagall's assignment was quite                 concise. Thank the Gods for that, It's a simple                 assignment, just so much information needed."                 He gave her a small smile, shaking his head. "No,                 It's quite alright. Care to sit with me? I could bribe                 you with ice cream if it'd help my case," he gestured                 vaguely towards the sign of the ice cream parlor                 he was currently sat at. "I found it helps if I work                 outside of my home every now and then."

          “Professor Slughorn I can understand as I do not believe            he is actually even capable of teaching any longer.            Professor McGonagall, though? Her instructions must            have been a bit more clear. You could try and make the            potion, though, see how far you get?” Hermione offered            with a light shrug, having little idea as to why she had             stopped in the first place. Maybe Cedric did not make a            habit out of talking to himself, but she simply had not been            able to help overhearing. “My apologies, I wasn’t             eavesdropping or anything. I just happened to walk by and            heard you and well my curiosity grabbed the most of me.”

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           "I recall saying, 'Hey, Potter, I bet you five             galleons you won't do this', and you said,             'Cedric, I don't need your money.' And here             we are."

"Please remind me how you convinced me to go along with this."

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             "McGonagall is calling for five feet of parchment,               and Slughorn is calling for three. He's not specified               if we're to also complete the potion we've chosen               to write our paper on -- considering the level of               difficulty it is to gather some of these materials,               I can't imagine we'd actually be able to make the               potion." He scrunched up his nose, sighing as he               turned to fully face the underclassmen girl. "But,               hello, Hermione. Hadn't expected to see you here."

           ”Who are your summer assignments for exactly?”                      One of her pet peeves had always been not properly                      described assignments, because Hermione was logical                      not inventive. To a point, she could make assumptions                      though she always avoided not doing so for her sanity’s                      sake.

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          "... You know, I think I'd be a bit more enticed            to do my summer assignments should they            actually be properly outlined and have clear            instructions. I can't do this if I'm staring at my            letter wondering what exactly it is that I'm meant            to be doing."

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diggadiggory --> beniignus

and with that, my new theme is done as well!!

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            "It's a Diggory thing." He pulled his hand              away in one smooth movement, knowing              the other male was more likely to bite the              hand that feeds rather than ignore the              touch altogether. He tucked his hands into              his jeans, snickering a little at Draco.             "Nothing personal, really. Though that              voice crack was quite lovely, though no one              will believe I've actually heard it."

            ’ stickler

                      for close cont-act, aren’t you? ‘                        voice jolted mid-sentence as                        shoulders pulled away from the                       rather imposing hands.not only                       was Draco not in the mood for                        a shoulder massage, but less so                       from the overly benign Hufflepuff. 

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                "Suppose you've forgotten how to do it                  yourself, have you?" He stepped up                  behind the younger male, fingers deftly                  picking up the small tab and pulling it                  to the top of the track. His hand squeezed                  firmly 'round Draco's neck as he pulled                  away, a smile playing on his lips.

             ' do this up for me, won’t you? ‘

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if you don't like cedric diggory im not sure what to say to you

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              "You know, as easy as I'm sure it sounds to just escape your classes by hiding in here, I'm afraid there are others who need to use the Prefects bathroom."

                      ( he raised his eyebrows at the other student. )

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souncivilised:

  “Tell me about it. I barely have anytime to do anything recreational, let alone work from other classes. Christ.”

         "They stress the fact that they want us to be so successful in our classes, which isn't exactly an easy feat, and our OWLs and our NEWTs and they prepare us for them by giving us no time to study. I've a foot and a half of parchment due for Snape by Friday and I've barely got half a foot written."

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           "If they really wanted us to ace our exams, surely they would have assigned less homework throughout the year to allow for more study time. This is ridiculous."

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hi i'm cedric diggory and this is jackass

throws name into the goblet of fire