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[mastermindmiko]

Rivals

Pairing: James Potter + reader

word count: 2903 (this was actually supposed to be 1k or less, but ig more for you guys)

Summary: You and James are Quidditch rivals. You're Quidditch captain and he's Quidditch captain, it only makes sense, right? But what if there's maybe something else fueling your hatred?

Warnings: Injuries and kissing. Lmk if there's anything else

I wrote this all in one go, 1:30 am so if there's any mistakes please don't mind them, and lmk.

Hey! if you think this didn't completely suck, feel free to check out my masterlist.

"Hey, Diggory! watch out!" I scream as loudly as I can over the shouts of the crowds, while Amos barely registers my warning before he notices a bludger flying his way. His eyes widen and its only a second before he gets knocked off his broom and down to the ground hurtling at a great speed, with how fast he was going no one was going to be able to catch him.

I hear him thud to the ground and I hear madam Hootch call a time out while I zoom to reach him. I throw my broom to ground and drop to my knees. Amos is moaning on the ground in pain. He's got a hand over his chest, and I can only assume that he has at least a few broken ribs.

Several other players are coming off their brooms to check on the injured player. The rest of my teammates, the Hufflepuff team, come down and fuss over Amos. Madam Promfrey enters the field and shoos everyone from around him. I look around and I notice the person who was the cause of all of this.

"What the hell, Jordan?" I shout and the Gryffindor, who's looking guiltily at Amos while a few of my teammates help lift him up. Jordan opens his mouth to reply, but gets interrupted when someone steps in front of him to reply instead, "Calm down, Y/L/N. That's just the way the game works."

"Shut up, Potter." I say, then turning to madam Hootch, "That's an obvious foul, he's not allowed to do that." madam Hootch doesn't get to say anything before, once again Potter interrupts. I swear to Merlin that boy has no manners. He says, "It's not a foul, that's just the game, and if you don't think you can handle it then just quit."

"Why would I quit when I'm the best damn chaser in this school?"

"You're obviously more of an idiot than I thought you were if you think that you're the best chaser." Potter folds his arms and he looks at me with a smirk, the most annoying one I've ever seen in my whole life, if I might add. I lunge at him, but Amelia holds me back.

Potter only smirks more, and I narrow my eyes at him trying not to scowl. I turn back to whisper something to Smith, my team's beater, "Aim for Potter."

"There will be no aiming for anyone, miss Y/L/N. The match will not be continuing." madam Hootch announces, and my mouth drops at the news and I hear Potter gasp. I ask, "Why not?"

I heard another voice saying the words with me, so I turn to Potter to give him a glare. He only gives me a glare back before we turn to madam Hootch. She sighs, "There are only half the players there are supposed to be in the field. Half of each of you're teams are injured. We'll reschedule the game."

I huff, and madam Hootch puts her wand to her throat to announce the news to the crowds, they all groan in disappointment and start clearing out. I grab my broom from the ground and start marching back into the castle on my way to the hospital wing.

What's left of my team follow me to wing to check up on the rest of the team. Amos has already been put on the bed, and madam Pomfrey is pacing around the room going from one injured Quidditch player to another. I head over to Amos, and ask, "Are you okay?"

"I've been better." He groans, as madam Pomfrey hands him a glass of Skelegro. She tuts as Amos gags on the drink, and she frowns. I cautiously ask, "So, what's the damage?"

"You're not going to be able to play for a month." She says, and I gasp. She continues, "For the past year, every time there's a Hufflepuff and Gryffindor match most of the players end up here with me. Now, I'd expect this behavior from Gryffindors, but you, wouldn't have guessed in a million years."

I feel the guilt starting to fill me. I did push the players to take risks, but I never expected this to go this far. Amos finishes the cup and he nearly gags again before madam Pomfrey shoots him a glare. He says, "Maybe it's time, for the sake of team of course, that you forgive him..."

"No, absolutely not. It's one thing to toy with the team when it comes to Quidditch, but it's another when he manipulates my feelings into doing so." I say, and I head over the other players. I'm checking on Boot's broken leg when I hear the sound of it, the sound of his stupid strutting.

He goes to survey his team and no doubt madam Pomfrey is telling him about the whole not playing for a month thing because I hear his loud gasp from all the way across the hospital wing. I roll my eyes, and Boot gives me a look. I mumble, "Shut up, Boot."

He lifts his arms up, surrendering and then I feel an arm wrap around my shoulder. I already know who it is, having done this three times already. I shove his arms off me and he pouts, "What's wrong, love? We're off the pitch, shouldn't we put our claws away?"

"Leave, Potter." I say, irritated obviously, and Amos opens his curtain from beside his bed so he's able to see the interaction. Corner does the same thing from the other side of Boot's bed, and despite the look I give to both of them, they keep watching. Potter says, "Why would I do that when you're here?"

His friends, Lupin and Black enter the hospital wing and he lifts up a finger to me, signaling that he'll be back before he goes off to them. I fold my arms over my chest, and I see Boot looking at me. I huff, "What?"

"I heard he just asked her out to make Amos jealous." Boot says, and Amos flushes. This morning, Potter asked out Evans in front of the Great Hall. Half of Hogwarts' population were looking at her for the reply while the other half was looking at me for a reaction. I pretended like nothing of interest was happening, but Amelia already had a supportive hand on my leg. She said yes, and they'll be going out tomorrow.

"Why would I care about that piece of information? You should be taking to Amos he's the one who's got his crush going out on a date." I say, avoiding my teammates' eyes. Boot replies, "Yes, but your crush is the one that asked her out."

"I don't know what you're talking about." I reply and I feel like I've had enough. I did know what he was talking about. Last year, the day before we left for summer break, I spilled about my crush on Potter to Amelia and the girl can't keep her mouth shut for two seconds, shouted it back out loud in the Great Hall. I thought that everyone would forget by the time that we went back to school last september, and almost everyone did.

However, only two days before Quidditch season started, Potter himself, asked me out. I couldn't believe it at first, knowing how much he used to babble on about Evans all the time. Then out of the corner of my eye, I notice a few certain people from the Gryffindor table looking at us eagerly, I recognize those few people as the Quidditch team. Of course, I said no, but I couldn't say that I wasn't hurt.

Croner's injury was in his shoulder and since he could eavesdrop on us so easily I'd assume that it's fine by now. I head out of the hospital wing, and back to my dorm for a shower.

~~~

Without Quidditch practice, I realize that I have a lot more time on my hands. It made me realize how much I suck at my regular subjects. I wasn't planning on using them anyway, I wanted to be a professional Quidditch player, so acing charms wasn't really on my agenda. I had a quiz tomorrow and when I finally lost hope of passing, I went to my favorite place, the kitchens.

The elves were always so nice and eager to please. The place was just a few steps away from my common room which meant that I could go whenever I want and not having to worry about getting caught by any Prefects.

I was eating a muffin while doodling some plays that might be beneficial for when we get back to playing. The door opens and Wigby rushes to greet whoever came. To my displeasure, Potter enters. He beams when he sees me, and I groan at his horribly disguised acting, as if he'd want to actually see me without an ulterior motive.

"What you've got there?" he asks, looking down at my paper, and I flip it over quickly, remembering that these are the team's plays. I huff, "None of your business, and what are you doing here anyways, it's after curfew."

"I could ask you the same thing." He says, and I roll my eyes when he hops on the counter beside me. I look away from him, but I can feel his gaze burning the side of my neck. He asks, "What would you recommend? You seem to be here a lot."

"I recommend you getting out." I say, and he chuckles at my reply though I don't get what's funny. Wigby comes to me and asks, "Do you need another muffin miss?"

"Yes Wigby that would be great." I smile and she turns to Potter and he says, "I'll have one of the muffins that she's having."

"Shouldn't you go to bed? You must be tired" I say before I can stop myself, as soon as Wigby leaves. He looks confused, and he scrunches up his face the way he always does when he's confused, it's the look he has all throughout potions. He asks, "Why would I be tired?"

"Because you had a date this morning." I reply like it's obvious and finally look at him. He chuckles and then shakes his head. Wigby hands over the muffins in a plate and he grabs one before saying, "Oh no, I didn't. Lily just wanted me to ask her out to make Diggory jealous."

So Boot was right, he's always the one who has all the gossip. I grab a bite swallow slowly, and then say, "Oh, well, I'm sorry."

"Why?"

"Because you like her, it mustn't feel good to help her get another guy." I explain and I look away from him. He gulps down the rest of the muffin and I wonder how he can eat so fast. He clears his throat, "Lily? No, I don't like her, not anymore. I was just trying to get back in her good graces after last year..."

He trails off and I already know what he's talking about. At the end of fifth year, Potter, Black, Lupin and Snape got into a big fight, and Lily got caught in the crossfire. It's all everyone talked about for days.

I don't say anything because I don't know what to say. There's a silence between us that I can't pinpoint if it's heavy or comfortable. He shuffles beside me, before he asks, "Now that we won't be playing for a while, would you like to go out with me?"

My blood goes cold, and I lose my appetite. I place my half eaten muffin back on the plate and I brush off the crumbs from my hands and jeans. I mumble, "I can't believe this."

"What?" He asks, confused again. I hop off of the kitchen island and I thank Widgby. I make my way to the door. He rushes after me and says, "Where are you going?"

"Away from you." I say, and I shut the door behind me, he catches it before it closes and he follows me. Maybe I can reach the common room before he does anything as audacious. He asks, "Why? I just asked a question-well technically two, but-"

"Why couldn't you just drop this?" I stop in my tracks, and turn to him with a glare. He stops as well and looks at me shocked. I have my finger lifted to his chest accusingly and he asks, "Drop what?"

"Acting as if you like me, when you're just trying to use me for Quidditch." I say, and he looks confused again. Merlin, he is not a good actor. I continue, "It's one thing to use your pranks to sabotage the team, but it's another to try and use my feelings as a means to get to that."

"I'm not-"

I scoff, and I don't let him finish before I storm off again. He jogs after me and attaches a hand to my wrist to stop me from going. He reasons, "I would never use anyone's feelings like that. I actually want to go out with you-"

"Please, and those feelings suddenly appeared for the first time two days before Quidditch season." I say, and he has that look in his eye look all the pieces of the puzzle are coming together. He says, "So that's why you said no- I- I didn't even notice that Quidditch season was starting- well I did, but not in a way that correlates to me asking you out."

"It just took me so long to pluck up the courage to ask you out-"

"So I guess that's why you're whole team was looking at us." I say with anger. He stays calm and explains, "They all knew I liked you, that's why they were looking, they wanted to see how it would go."

"You really think I'm that stupid to believe this." I huff, and shove my arm out of his grip. I started walking away, and I feel relief as I see the common room getting closer and closer. He shouts while still walking faster to get to me, "I really do like you."

"Bullshit!" I shout, before he once again, grabs my wrist to hold me close to him. I only get a second to register what's going on before he pulls me close to his chest and crashes his lips to mine. He cups my face and holds me. My hands stay at my sides while my heart races.

He breaks away when he realizes that I wasn't reciprocating the kiss. He puts his arms down. He sighs then says, "I promise I wouldn't ever use your feelings against you like that. I like you."

He looks sincere. I don't say anything, and I see his cheeks turn a tinge of pink. In a way, he looks sort of defeated and maybe that's what makes me believe him. He stutters, "I'm sorry that I kissed you like that-"

I stand up on tip toes and reach up to wrap my arms around his neck. I cut him off by placing my lips on his. He doesn't waste a second in placing both hands on my waist. He pulls me flush against him, and for a split second I feel like I might faint from how fast my heart is going.

A bright light flashing into my eye, causes me to break away from him. Two prefects are looking at us with shocked expressions. I try to move away from James, but he pulls me closer. I acknowledge that this is how it's going to be like from now on. One of them turns to the other and says, "I told you I heard something."

The other one rolls his eyes and lowers his wand that was blinding me. He sighs, "You two have detention tomorrow, now, go to your common rooms."

Bonus:

I sit at the table for breakfast and already start piling food into my plate, I wasn't ready to fail today's quiz at all, and I definitely wasn't ready for my detention. I start munching on some of my eggs and that's when I see my teammates all looking at me with identical smirks.

I swallow my food and look at them all, weirded out by the fact they were watching me. I ask, "What's made me so interesting all of a sudden?"

"Boot said that he heard that you've got detention tonight." Amelia starts, and everyone's grins widen when I nod my head. Boot himself continued this time, "I heard it's because you were out after curfew snogging Potter."

I flush and pick at my food with a fork. Where does Boot get all this information from. Amos points a finger to my face and teases, "Oh, Look! She's blushing."

I wonder if I can kick Amos off the team right now, I'm sure that I'll find a better seeker somewhere else in Hufflepuff. I scowl at him and blush more. I stutter, "You need to find a new way to get information because that's a complete lie. I wouldn't-"

Luck is always on my side because just at that moment someone slides between me and Amelia, wrapping and arm around my shoulder. Making my friends' grins wider. James presses a kiss to my cheek and says, "Good morning, love."

[zelcii]

Can i have Tom riddle X Hufflepuffreader angst

anyway I love your writing so muchh 💗🫶🏻

unnatural | tom riddle

she knew she was playing with fire when they met, so she couldn’t blame him when she got burned.

it was always there, that dark allure about him, the way he moved like he knew secrets about the world no one else could fathom. 

tom riddle wasn’t supposed to be loved, and yet, she loved him. she couldn’t help herself—couldn’t help the way her heart quickened when he was near, the way she melted under his gaze, the way she lost herself in his cold touch. she was never like him; in more ways than one. she was a hufflepuff, kind-hearted and warm, everything that he was not. tom was distant, calculating, and colder than the stone walls of hogwarts, but he was magnetic. no one could deny that.

they started as a secret, a quiet whisper amongst stolen glances.

tom never promised her anything, and she never expected more than what he gave. but you have to understand when i say he gave her his all.

tom was supposed to be a fighter. a man with no weakness. but as he watched her get sorted, feelings started brewing, though he supposed he should’ve expected it.

he tends to want the things he can’t have.

so for months—for mere months was all he needed—he spent his every day pining for the hufflepuff girl in a very calculated manner. and once he had her, there was no way he’d risk throwing away the only chance he had at love. true love.

he tracked the routes she took to every class to increase his chances in initiating conversation. he observed her eating patterns, reserving her favourite desserts so he could be the one to serve them to her. he even tracked her cycle to act accordingly.

she once thought she was prepared for the inevitable. early into their relationship, she was nothing but cautious, never putting in enough effort to regret it once he would obviously eventually break her heart.

after all, tom was born for something far greater than a fleeting romance. 

tom riddle was perfect, composed, and intelligent beyond measure, but the cracks were there—if you knew where to look.

she could see it every time he read a letter from his mother, the hint of disdain mixed with nothing but sadness towards her desperate words. she could see it when he held his breath, awaiting a grade for his exams, the way he both expected nothing but perfect yet continued to dread over the possibility of something lower (although it was a chance slim to none).

tom riddle was a puzzle of fractured pieces, all sharp edges and hollow spaces. there was an emptiness in him, something so profound it made her ache. and yet, in the quiet moments, when he let his guard slip—just for a breath—she could see something else.

he loved her. both of them knew it. there was something different about the way he looked at her. there was something raw and fragile churning in his merciless heart that he feared, and it held him back from ever truly keeping her.

he wanted her out of his life because it couldn’t have been natural. tom had fully convinced himself that he was utterly unloveable and that he himself, a product of a blatant breach in all magical and natural laws, shouldn't have been able to love someone so much. yet he knew that what he felt for the girl was pure, unadulterated love. 

at sixteen, tom killed his father. 

he never felt more free.

it was clear then that the longer he held onto the notion of love, the harder it would be to achieve the very things he believed he was born to do. 

so he pushed the girl away. his girl.

it broke him how she held on to every string that tied the two of them together. she held on because love was meant to be messy, wasn’t it? love was supposed to hurt. but oh, how it hurt.

he left after two short years—no words, no explanation—at the ripe age of seventeen. he had said that he had plans for a greater future. plans for a life worth living. and after all is done and every prophecy is fulfilled, he would come back to her, his only love. 

then tom had simply walked away, leaving nothing but the cold space where he’d once stood and an empty promise of “one day.” 

she cried. but not because she was surprised. no, this was very much expected if not inevitable. 

she cried because, in that moment, she realised just how far gone tom was. she cried because he had lost himself in the heat of what he believed to be his destiny. 

in the dumbledore’s office, harry stood idly by the pensieve watching as the old wizard spoke to him, explaining to him to find the one memory that recalled the very moment in which the dark lord decided to devote his life to his violent cause.

“it is time, now that you know what prompted Lord Voldemort to try and kill you fifteen years ago, for you to be given certain information,” albus mumbled as he stirred the magical liquid, beams light dancing above.

“whose memories will these be?” the boy asked, watching the light dance around the bottom of the basin.

“a hufflepuff’s,” the professor answered curtly.

harry stood with his hands on either side of the stone basin, before dunking his head into the liquid light.

the first thing he recognized was the astronomy tower, stars dancing just outside the large arched windows of the building.

the next thing is tom marvolo riddle. he looks young, a little younger then he’s used to seeing him, though familiar. his eyes droop, heavy but his jaw is clenched tightly, a subtle anger that he rarely wore on display.

but then a girl, no older than tom, entered the room from the long, precarious staircase. harry had never seen her before.

“tom,” she uttered breathlessly.

“love, i told you, we cannot meet like this,” he whispered firmly, his tone reprimanding. but harry could see the way his eyes softened at the sight of her. he saw the way the tension in his jaw faded, the way his brows knitted ever so slightly in concern, and the drowse in his eyes melting away in an instant.

not to mention the warmth in the way he called her love with such ease.

after all, the hufflepuff was still tom’s love; he was simply setting her aside to focus on things he found far more important.

"but i need you," she said, frustration creeping into her tone. "i know there are… other things you care about, but i can’t shake the feeling you don’t want anything to do with me anymore—"

"now, i never said that," tom replied, placing his hands on either side of her face, eyes calm. "i only ask for time, my love."

it took her a moment, searching his eyes for a meaning that went on deeper than his words. 

"your love?"

"my only," he confirmed with a steady nod.

she took a breath, but her brow stayed furrowed.  

"your only?" she repeated, a mix of disbelief and exasperation slipping through. 

before tom could answer, she shook her head, letting out a frustrated huff. she knew there was always something else that held his heart just a little more tightly.

“hey, no. what was that?” tom asked firmly, his hands moving from her face down to her squared shoulders. he was referring to the way her eyebrows knitted together, tempting him to lift his hand up to smooth out the creases.

harry watched, feeling a strange pang in his chest as he witnessed the tenderness in tom's touch—something he never could have imagined coming from voldemort. 

the girl, however, wasn’t easily soothed.  

“tom, i hate this," she admitted, her voice quieter now, laced with something close to desperation but grounded in stubborn strength. "i hate that i have to compete with your... obsession. am i even enough for you? really?"

tom hesitated, his gaze flickering, and for a moment, harry thought he saw a hint of doubt cross the future dark lord’s face. tom’s fingers tightened slightly on her shoulders. harry could tell the girl noticed it, too. all three of them knew tom wanted more.

"you are, my love," he replied, though there was a rare, unsteady note in his voice. "i promise you—no matter what happens, i will make it out of this alive. i’ll come back to you, and then we’ll have everything. together.”

she held his gaze, a glimmer of belief in her eyes, but there was a lingering sadness, too, one harry could feel even through the distance of a memory. her fingers slid down his forearm, clasping his hand tightly, almost as if she were grounding herself in his touch.

harry’s heart sank as the memory faded, his mind already piecing together what it all meant, feeling an inevitable, dark realisation set in. 

for tom to get her back, harry would need to be removed from the equation. tom’s only way to keep his promise, to return to his “only love” was by ending harry’s life.

[writteninlunarlight-years]

Hi Luna!

You wanted requests so i thought of something.

What about a blurb/fic of Cedric Diggory x fem!hufflepuffreader, in which fem is a very bubbly, happy sunshine character but the better they get to know each other, he finds her jealous side,which she trys to hide because she is always so nice. Maybe this surprises him but he finds it cute/hot. 👀

It’s very general but english isnt my first language so i don’t know.

Have a great day lovely 🫶🏻

-🍓🍰

Sweet As A Daisy Smells

You remember your first day at Hogwarts like it was yesterday, even if years have passed. The beautiful architecture, the food, the Witches and Wizards of your year, of course, nothing would beat the year below you and their entrance, seeing as Harry Potter had joined your school that year. However, one small thing might beat what the fourth years have, being placed in Cedric Diggory's house.

Yes, you were like every other star-struck 5th year and younger following Diggory. The only difference between you and them is you actually accidentally made friends with the male. It was purely an accident, not a perfectly strategic mastermind plot between you and your friends to 'plop' you in his path.

It was innocent, really; you had a notorious reputation for being one of the sweetest Witches and Hufflepuffs. Someone needs help with homework: you're on it. Someone needs a quick snack: you're in the kitchen helping the house elves. An animal is wounded and hurting: you're on your hands and knees in the dirt, healing the animal as best you can till Hagrid can assist you. You were overall a genuinely nice person even the Draco Malfoy ran out of insults to throw your way because you were so unfazed: just telling him gently, "I know we all have bad days and feel the need to belittle others, it's okay, I won't judge you for it."

Your masterful plan to 'plop' you in front of Diggory was simple and well executed; you took the initiative to help the quidditch team clean and organize their equipment one night. Your roommate, Elaine Mellonfellow, was the one who came up with the idea, as she was usually one of the three on the team that ended up with that job. She would simply suggest to her captain that you take her place for a handful of sessions so she could 'serve detention.' This was a convincing plan, especially considering Elaine's tendency to doze off during Professor Snape's lectures.

Taking the bait, hook, line, and sinker, Diggory happily agreed to an extra pair of hands to help keep the team's quidditch equipment in top shape. This is what led you to now. It went from a handful of crafted detentions by Elaine to her simply stopping showing up, and you always did. Some would say you should be mad at your friend's obvious ruse to get out of a daunting chore, but you saw it simply as a good friend making sure you got close to your crush and close you definitely got.

Weeks of small talk turned into life stories and learning in detail about one another. You learned about his father's work in the ministry, about how he knew the Weasely brothers through their fathers, how he worked hard to become Quidditch captain, and that his almost least favorite color was, in fact, yellow. However, his years in Hufflepuff definitely helped change that.

While you were learning about Diggory to the fullest extent, he quickly learned much about you. Your fierce loyalty was the only thing preventing you from being in any of the other houses. You never gave up on a task, consistently achieved the highest marks in your year, and helped everyone out as often as possible. Always putting others before yourself, especially Elaine, who he has caught multiple times not being in 'detention' and though he would like to reprimand his chaser for skipping out on duties. He couldn't bring himself out of fear you would stop coming to help every week. Course, this could be solved if he could buck up the courage to talk to you outside of the quidditch tents, but there is a reason why he isn't a Gryffindor. It was fair to say that you were the sweetest, warmest human he had ever met, and he was addicted to you like a bee to a daisy.

All of these stolen moments have led up to today, the day Cedric found out you were, in fact, not just the cutest human in the world but also a vicious opponent in the arena of love.

After dinner in the great hall, you and Elaine make your way to your normal departure point, where she would 'go to detention,' and you would take her place as the ever-faithful cleaner of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team. "Elaine, you are becoming far too obvious that you are not in detention when I am out there with him. What if he thinks I am a weirdo stalker chick who told you not to do your duties?"

Elaine snorted before speaking, "Yeah, cause Mister Lovey Goo Goo Eyes is definitely going to give up on spending time with his precious Y/N." You roll your eyes in frustration, with a slight blush present when Elaine speaks up again.

"Don't believe me, Y/N. He talks about you during our entire rest period during morning and evening practices. You might as well already be his girlfriend. If I hear him preach about how your favorite flowers are daisies again, I will puke." Elaine made a fake puking motion before laughing again at you.

"You look like a maniac, dork." you begin to laugh at Elaine's theatrics. Shaking off your nerves from Elaine's words, you begin to wonder. 'Does Cedric really talk about me that much...What if this is all being read horribly wrong, the man has half of Hogwarts on his side 24/7'

"Hey, now get out of your head; I know that look and that lip bite. Come on you are practically my sister, and he is practically my brother with all the time we spend together as a team. I promise you you got this. Just woman up and ask him out already before someone else does." As Elaine spoke to you, she followed the silhouette of Cho Chang on her way toward the quidditch pitches.

Sighing and following along as well, you felt a slight pang in your heart. Everyone knew that Cho Chang was in love with Cedric—so much so that she even rejected Harry Potter. She was perfect, the best representation of smarts, beauty, and poise that you definitely weren't. You were out there every week helping clean in the dirt and mud, for Christ's sake. You would never compare to her, and that ate you alive. Cho had shown her face at a few of your cleaning nights with Cedric. At first, it didn't bother you; they were the same year, and she could have needed help with classwork. Then, the day Harry asked her out, she turned him down only to show up that night laughing and hanging on to Cedric, making it very, VERY clear to him how she didn't like Harry. You knew right then and there. Game On.

Straightening your back, you turn to Elaine, a smile scarily plastered on your face. "I am going in," you begin to walk towards the pitch when you hear from behind, "Maybe don't smile like that; it's a bit unnerving, love! I'll be in the room of requirements with the twins!" Waving by to Elaine, you finish your trek to the pitch to see none other than Cho Chang clinging to Cedric. The slight pang boils into a full-blown constriction.

To onlookers that night, the smile on your face went from mildly unnerving to straight terrifying. Like a Lioness hunting her pray for her young. To Cedric, he just saw his girl walking up to him. Pulling away from Cho, he ran up to you. "Hi, Y/N; I was beginning to worry you got 'detention' too." Using air quotes around detention, your attention moved from the shocked female to the lovely boy before you. "Oh, Cedric, I would never miss this. Who else would help you? Elaine seems to be getting in trouble often lately. Must be all that time with the twins." A warm blush overcame your face as you rubbed the back of your head gently.

"She sure does. Why don't we get started? I was thinking of a full revamp of the whole broom closet. For some reason, half the team thinks that just haphazardly throwing their equipment in there is the best thing to do." Cedric smiled down at you, eager to start his routine and banter with you. Nodding gently, you began to walk into the tent with Cedric when a small voice spoke out behind you. "So that's what you two do in there; clean. I could always help Cedric. Here, let me lend a hand, too." Cho's voice rang like a small bell. A small bell that made you want to grit your teeth and commit a crime. Cedric just shrugged and turned to you. "I guess the more, the merrier, right Y/N?" You gently nodded your head when the constricted feeling in your chest slowly turned into a whole ball of hate.

The cleaning started like any other day; a soft, small conversation began between you and Cedric. Then it happened...that voice. That smooth, high, annoying voice that made you see red. It was bad enough that she pretended that you guys weren't always cleaning when she was hanging around. Even more annoying was her almost consistent interjecting in the conversation. You could feel your shoulders tensing every time she talked, and it didn't go unnoticed by the two peers helping you clean, either. "Everything alright, Y/N?" You could hear the concern laced in Cedric's voice, pulling you from your thoughts. "Yes I am just fine, a little tired is all but I can keep going theres not much left to do tonight anyway." Cedric nodded softly, placing a hand gently on your mid back in a comforting manner.

Then that voice again: "Cedric, it is getting awfully late, and curfew will be hitting soon. You're a prefect; maybe you could escort me back to my dorm so I don't get into trouble?" You saw it right there—the threat, the classic back-down girly pop, he's mine, the 'I get what I want because I am Cho Chang.' Not Today. "Actually, Cho," a sizeable fake smile plastered across your face, "Cedric and I have a pass from Madam Hooch to be out here past curfew to finish cleaning. You, however, seem to not have one of those. Maybe it would be best if you went back to your dorm now. Alone. Since curfew is in the next thirty minutes." You tilted your head sweetly at the girl, your forced smile still present. To others, you looked like your usual sweet self, maybe even regular sweet, with a little bit of derangement. However, Cedric picked up on your tone. That wasn't your normal tone at all. Holding back his smile, he watched the scene unfold.

"Oh, is that right, Y/N? Well, I am sure that Cedric wouldn't mind walking me back and letting you continue. It's just a short walk to Ravenclaw Tower. I know you would 'Hate' to see someone get into trouble after 'helping' you." Cho looked at you with the same false sense of kindness. You step towards her when Cedric interjected. "Cho is right; it's late, and it won't take long for us to walk up to the tower." You look at Cedric, defeated, Cho smugly standing behind him. "I will be right back, Y/N. Then we can finish cleaning." After his words, he walked to the tent's opening and guided Cho out. You couldn't describe the feeling you were having, sadness, hate, fear like you were going to throw up from anxiety because how did you lose to Cho Chang after everything Elaine said about Cedric liking you. A deep, heavy sigh left you as tears pooled in your eyes, watching the two return to the castle.

You grabbed one of the brooms nearby, not even realizing it was Cedric's, and took to the skies. You should get the heat out of your system. Now, you wouldn't say that you were a Quidditch player by any means. You were simply just fast and graceful on a broom. If they had synchronized broom work like the muggles had synchronized swimming, you would 100% join. However, Quidditch is a rough, dangerous sport, and something about a giant ball coming at your head screamed no, not for me. However, nothing mattered tonight except swoops, dives, quick turns, and sorting through the goals. Anything to take your mind off him with Cho. Cho touching him, Cho kissing him, Cho anywhere near him. As your mind raced, you went faster and faster. Not even noticing Cedric had made his way back.

Cedric stood at the opening of the pitch, arms crossed, watching you sore. Why you hadn't tried out for Seeker was beyond him; your speed rivaled that of Harry Potter. However, knowing your soft, sweet personality, he understood why you wouldn't. However, something about watching you zoom around in a jealous rage was very enthralling. Not only are you the pollen the bee is attracted to, but you are also the bee's sting. Jealousy was a perfect look on you. Smiling softly, he waited for you to calm down and land.

As the adrenaline and tears faded, you figured enough time had passed between them leaving and him returning, probably in a happy new relationship. Landing softly, looking up at the sky, you sighed, then turned to the pitch opening. Freezing in your tracks, you saw Cedric Diggory standing there with a smug look and his arms crossed. "Oh uh hey Diggory um, what's up?" You tried looking everywhere but him. "Nothing much, Y/N," He peered his head at your left hand holding the broom, "is that my broom you decided to use so gracefully in the sky." A deep red blush consumed your face as you hid the broom behind your back, shaking your head. Great, not only did he see you flying, but he also is going to think you're a crazy stalker who doesn't know her place using his stuff. A small laugh left Cedric's mouth as he walked up to you. You kept your head down, hoping he would disappear or maybe you would wake up in your bed, and this was all a horrid dream.

Cedric stopped in front of you and placed his hand gently on your head. "I turned her down, you know." You froze, eyes wide, still looking at the ground. "She asked me while we were walking up to her dorm, but I had to tell her I had given my heart to someone else." You slowly looked up at Cedric, and a soft red glow was on your face. "Though I will say Y/N jealousy is a good look on you. Why haven't you joined my team?" A snort left you, and not believing his words, you rebuttled. "I don't want to get hurt, is all." Cedric smiled, pulling you into a gentle hug. "I would never let anything hurt you, not a Quaffle or Cho Chang." You buried your head in to his chest a small laugh escaping you hugging Cedric back. In your soft embrace, you both failed to notice a displeased Madam Hooch approaching the pitch. "LISTEN, YOU TWO, I GAVE YOU A PASS TO CLEAN, NOT SNOG. GO TO YOUR DORMS." You both pulled away quickly, looking at her before running off laughing hard.

You and Cedric made it to your dorm hand in hand. Sadly, he still had prefect duties for the night while you needed to go to bed for a potion exam tomorrow. Taking your conjoined hands, Cedric places a soft kiss on your knuckles. A rose blush consumes your face. "Get some rest, and I will pick you up in the morning. We can go eat breakfast tomorrow in the great hall." You smiled widely and nodded. "Sounds good, Cedric. I will see you then." As you began to pull away, Cedric yanked you back into him. Looking up, Cedric cupped your face gently and kissed your mouth. The peck only lasted a second before he let go. "I'm sorry I couldn't help myself. The bee is just too attracted to the Daisie's pollen." You snorted before standing on your tip toes and kissing him again. This time, neither of you pulled away. Your arms snaked gently around Cedrcis shoulders, hands getting lost in his soft hair. While Cedric held your waist gently in his hands. When you pulled away this time, you rested your heads together. "Maybe I should be jealous more often if this is my reward." Cedric laughed softly before hugging you one last time and sending you to sleep.

~~FIN~~

-------BONUS------

*peering around some barrels in the kitchens, watching you two have your sweet moment."

Elaine: You both owe me 20 galleons.

George: This is ghastly, but I can't believe he turned Cho down. She is like THE it, girl, right now. She even turned down Harry.

Fred: You are mad he turned Cho down. I am angry that I owe Angela a week of butter beers cause he rejected Cho and confessed to Y/N all on the same night. I swear that woman is a mind reader.

Elaine: Both of you are horrible...I love it. Alright, now to prank Filtch.

(Thank you all so much for reading. This is my first official story back into writing. I am sorry if it is choppy or odd. I am getting back into the rhythm of things. I hope this is good enough to showcase the beginning of my writing journey!)

[sallowsunshine]

Wounds (SebastianxF!Hufflepuffreader)

You get hurt on a quest and Sebastian finds you in the Undercroft tending to your wound. You try to hide it from him, but nothing about you escapes his notice.

You really needed to learn how to say no sometimes. You weren’t sure if it was the Hufflepuff in you, or just in your nature, but you couldn’t resist helping out other students. Professor Fig’s first piece of advice for you was to make friends, but you didn’t think that would involve rescuing Adelaide Oakes’ uncle or ending up in caves full of giant spiders. You did these things mostly because you were too nice, but there was also a bit of selfish motivation. Meeting and helping new people might get you one step closer to defeating Ranrok or unlocking new potential with ancient magic. 

Helping out Sebastian Sallow was one of those instances where it also benefitted your cause. As you got to know him, your motivation switched from being selfish to actually enjoying your time with him and wanting to help his sister. He even took you to meet his family. Eventually, Ominis Gaunt warmed up to you as well, and you considered the both of them to be dear friends. 

-

Rescuing Adelaide’s uncle had taken an unexpected turn, as one of Ranrok’s loyalists had landed a blow on your front side, slicing your side open. Adrenaline carried you through the rest of the quest, and it was only after Rowland was safe that you could check your wounds. You had missed curfew and couldn’t go to the hospital wing. Nurse Blainey would question you, and Professor Fig wasn’t currently around to bust you out of trouble. You use the Disillusionment charm to sneak back into the castle, and head toward the Undercroft. Sebastian told you it was yours to use for whatever you needed, and this seemed like the perfect circumstances, warranting that neither Ominis nor Sebastian was there. 

-

Just as you were hoping, the Undercroft is quiet and empty. Your breathing has become labored from the slow walk back, and the wound burns your skin. You’ve become achy and sweaty, as your body attempts to fight the magical wound. You walk up to the mirror and shake your robes off. The front of your school uniform is torn to shreds and stained with blood. You undo your tie and unbutton your shirt, gasping in pain as the parts of your shirt that were dried to the wound are pulled free. Luckily, the wound isn’t as deep as you thought. 

Even with the help of magic, it takes you an hour and a half to clean and dress the wound. It’s probably around three AM, and you’re very much struggling to stay awake and upright by the time you tie the last bandage around your torso. 

You’ve just finished cleaning everything up and are pulling your robes to cover the front of your body when the iron gate to the Undercroft lifts open. You flinch at the noise, turning around quickly to see who it is. 

“Sebastian! What are you doing here?”

You must have surprised him as well because he startles at the sound of your voice. He recovers quickly and quirks an eyebrow, “I could ask the same thing of you. You know it’s nearly five in the morning?

Five? Your sense of time was terrible. No wonder you were so tired! 

“If you must know, I’m up early to study for a rumored surprise quiz in potions today. I was going to tell you about it, but I didn’t see you at dinner.” There’s a hint of accusation in his voice.

“I was uh- helping Adelaide with something. I know her uncle and he asked me for a favor!” When it came to lying, less specific detail tied in with a bit of truth always helped you keep your story straight. 

Sebastian rolls his eyes and crosses his arms. “What brought you here, then?” 

“I- couldn’t sleep, and Poppy started to snore, so I thought the Undercroft would be a nice quiet place.”

“What time did you get back from helping Adelaide’s uncle?” 

“Must have been around 9?” you try.

Sebastian says nothing to that. He moves and sits against the wall. “You know, I feel like I’ve hardly seen you at all these last few weeks.”

Your shoulders slump. He’s right. You’ve been so busy running around doing the professors’ extra assignments, helping other students, and searching around for ways to stop Ranrok, you’d hardly seen any of your friends recently.

You run through a list of excuses in your head but decide they’re useless. You take a deep breath. “I’m sorry,” you whisper. The emotions that you’ve been hiding for weeks flood out, tears welling up in your eyes. “Everyone’s asking me to do all these things. They all need my help, and I just don’t have the heart to say no.”

“I need you too, you know.” Sebastian says. 

“I know, I’ll still help you find a cure-”

“No, not just for that.” Sebastian jumps to his feet, interrupting you. “Originally, yes, I knew you could help me find a cure, but-” He hesitates. “But the more I got to know you, the more I care about you, not just what you can do to help me.” 

You don’t know what to say to that, but he doesn’t wait for you to reply. “You know what, I think you just need to tell everyone to piss off for a little while.”

That makes you laugh, which, of course, makes you wince in pain. You clutch your side and try to breathe in, but it just elevates the pain. 

“Hey! Hey, what’s wrong?” Sebastian is by your side in an instant. 

“I’m fine!” You manage to wheeze out, still trying to even your breathing. You try to move away from him. 

“Clearly you’re not fine.” Sebastian growls. He takes you by your shoulders and guides you slowly to the ground. 

Your hands are still clutched at your side, the pressure relieving a bit of the pain. 

“You never have to tell me what you’re out doing, but if you’re hurt, I need to know.” Sebastian tries pulling your arms away. 

“Don’t,” you whisper.

He stops and lets out a heavy sigh. “Trust me, please?”

Your eyes hold his gaze for several moments before you nod slowly and move your hands away. You take the ends of your robe and open it, but Sebastian’s eyes never leave yours.

 “I was helping Adelaide’s uncle. He had been imprisoned by Ranrok’s loyalists, and it got a little- bloody.” 

Sebastian’s eyes trail down to where you bandaged yourself. Your wound had started bleeding again, the bandages stained red. 

His breath catches. “Don’t you think you should go to the hospital wing?” He whispers.

“I can’t. I was out past curfew, and how am I supposed to explain a big gash in my side?” You whisper back. “I was planning on researching some healing spells at the library tomorrow.”

“Doesn’t it hurt?” Sebastian starts to unwind the bandages slowly after you nod in permission.

“It’s not too bad,” you smile shyly at him, realizing only now that you’re in your undergarments in front of him. 

The two of you sit in silence as he redresses your wound. Neither of you knows what lies ahead, or that there will be more moments like this, spent in the Undercroft, caring for each other’s wounds, your friendship eventually growing into something more.

[dearggntlereader]

Hi hello hey! I absolutely loved Chubby Ravenclaw?!?!?! Like hello pretty thing! Can you make it with other houses please? (Hufflepuff I'm BEGGING)

Love youuuuuuu

Introducing Chubby!HufflepuffReader. :☆｡ﾟ. ───

She spends a lot of her time listening to music and reflecting on the way she feels when she hears her favorite songs which causes her to be really in tune with her emotions

She realizes pretty fast that she has a crush on her friend (friends to lovers is what i really see with her. The slow burn ajshasjdsann) but she’s too shy to do something about it

Loves baking and cooking, she dreams of someday being able to grow and processing literally everything she wants to eat (Onezwa style)

Pretty good grades because of her hard work, but she only studies as much as she really has to

She has a pretty wide friend group but she rarely has friends that really know everything about her

I really see her with James, Enzo or Blaise but here's your poll

[celestialevie]

Dance with me // Cedric Diggory x Hufflepuff! Female Reader

Summary: Admitting to your boyfriend that you’re not an expert in dancing, he offers his skills to teach you just in time for the Yule ball. Warnings: fluff, kissing, dancing, implied smut at the end, Fred being a cheeky boy word count: 1.6k a/n: I hope everyone has a nice day! Also, just a side note, English is not my first language so if there are any mistakes please do not hesitate to let me know

It was October in your sixth year. Dumbledore has just announced the news about Triwizard Tournament, and everyone was buzzing about it.  Cedric was contemplating whether to or not to put his name in the goblet. After encouragements of you, his girlfriend and his friends, he decided to do it. So it's been a couple of days since that happened, and now all Hufflepuff’s were invited to the Herbology classroom. Holding hands with Cedric you made your way to the herbology classroom. Entering you separated from each other each going to the opposites sides by the commands of Professor Sprout. Guys were on the left side of the classroom while the girls were on the right side of the classroom. By everyone's surprise, Filch and Mrs Norris were there standing next to the gramophone. After everyone had arrived and settled down,  Professor Sprout started speaking. '' You all must be wondering why I brought you all here. As you all know we have guests here that are visiting us during the Triwizard Tournament. And the tradition that goes in hand with the tournament is the Yule Ball. And because of that, it is my duty as a Head of Hufflepuff house to make sure you don't embarrass yourself on the dance floor. Attendees can be a from the fourth year and above unless the younger student gets invited as a date. Now I will be pairing you in pairs. '' Choosing a guy first and then a girl, Professor Sprout seemed to have fun pairing up students, since it's one of the rare opportunities. Pairing Cedric with one of the younger girls resulted in him pouting for not being paired up with you. Being lucky, you were paired up with one of your good friends. Once everyone was paired up, Filch played music and Sprout gave us a signal to start moving. Giving us instructions as we move, we were slowly getting hang of it. That went on for an hour before she told us we were done for today, and to keep practising.  Waiting for Cedric, we make our way towards the exit of the castle as we both had a free period. Sitting under a tree a bit further from the lake, still being sceptical about the lake after the incident a couple of months ago, even though you were with your boyfriend now. Taking out a book you were currently reading, relaxing as Cedric laid his head on your lap, taking a small nap. Taking the opportunity, you ran your hands through his soft hair, massaging his scalp, making him relax even further. '' Your hair is really soft,'' you whispered, not sure if the boy was asleep '' Very soft '' you continued to play with his hair when an idea struck you. His hair was just long enough for you to be able to braid his hair, even if it's a tiny little braid. When you started braiding his hair, Cedric stirred a little. '' What are you doing? '' he asked while his eyes were still closed. '' Shhh, stop moving and let me braid your hair. '' letting out a sigh, he let you go back to braiding his hair. When you were finally done, you took your wand, murmuring a spell making a small daisy appear in his hair. He looked like an angel. Too bad he wasn't one. Chuckling at your thoughts, you didn't notice that Cedric opened his eyes, looking at you with adoration in his eyes. '' I'm so lucky to have you, I really am the luckiest guy here '' he said. A blush crept on your cheeks. He chuckled when he saw the blush, grabbing your hand and placing a soft kiss on it. You talked for a couple of minutes when he got up and took both of your hands in his, pulling you up. '' Come and dance with me '' he said, a nervous chuckle left your mouth '' Yeah sure, one problem though. I can't dance like I don't know to slow dance. '' Cedric just smiled and placed one of your arms on his shoulder and takes the other in his arm while placing the other onto your hip, pulling you closer to him. '' Now listen to me and follow my guide, okay? When I take a step forward with my left foot, you take a step back with your right foot, and if I take a step to the side with my right foot, you take a step to the side with your left foot. Okay? '' Still a little confused, but you nodded your head. '' Okay '' taking a step forward with his left foot, you take a step back with your right foot. '' There you go, you got it '' he takes a step to the side with his right foot, making you step to the side with your right foot. '' Good job, you're doing amazing love '' he smiled at you. '' Now close the gap with your right foot with your left foot, while I close the gap with my left foot to my right foot. '' you do as he says, '' I'm so proud of you for learning this quickly. Okay so now you're going forward while I'm going backwards, okay? So step forward with your left foot and I will step back with my right foot, okay? '' Nodding your head you step forward, but unfortunately a bit too soon because you stepped onto his feet. '' Sorry, sorry '' you quickly apologized, he chuckled '' It's okay no worries, darling, it happens. Try again '' and so you did, and this time you succeeded. He gave you a twirl, bringing you back into his chest. You looked at his eyes, who were looking at you with so much love. '' So tell me, darling, '' he began '' Will you do me the honour and accompany me to the Yule ball, being the most beautiful date anyone can have? '' you wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing your lips together in a kiss. '' There's no one else I would rather go with. '' kissing him again, he wrapped his hands around your waist, lifting you up from the ground making it easier for him to kiss you with the slight height difference between you two.  But of course, it had to come to an end, because a certain redhead twin decided to mess with you guys. '' Oy Diggory, get a room '' he laughed, but he was hit in his arm by our lovely friend Evangeline '' Don't be a pain in the ass Weasley, leave them alone. '' She rolled her eyes before giving you two an apologetic look and walking away. '' Ouch '' he responded, but before he even realized she was already at least six feet away from him. '' Evie, don't leave me with them. '' he ran after her, making you roll your eyes at him being desperate for Evangeline's attention. '' He's so whipped but so dumb. '' you shook your head at Cedric, making him laugh '' Ah young love, so innocent and sweet. '' He put you back down on the ground, before grabbing your hand, heading back towards the castle, seeing your free period is done, and now you had charms while he had transfiguration. '' Good luck baby, I'll see you after the class. '' he gave you a small peck on the lips before you two separated. Soon it was the end of the day, everyone was done with classes, the only ones left who ended up in detention. You were sitting in the common room, wearing Cedric's quidditch jumper, reading your muggle book about some teenage drama when you felt a pair of arms softly wrapping around your shoulders, and lips softly on your neck. '' For your own sake, I hope it's you Ced '' of course you knew it was him, his touch always made you feel a certain way you just couldn't put into words. '' Are you wearing my jumper? '' he asked, mumbling against your neck. '' Yeah, I was a bit cold, so I decided to grab one, with the help of one of your roommates. '' placing your book down, you grabbed Cedric's face into your hands gently, placing your lips onto his. '' Hi. '' you say softly, a smile playing on your lips. Jumping over the couch, he sat next to you, pulling you closer into his side. Tilting your head, he started slowly sucking onto your neck, making sure he leaves a mark. Biting your lip you try to suppress your moans, not wanting to bring attention to yourselves. '' Keep quiet or someone will hear '' he whispered '' it's not my fault you choose to mark me in the place where everyone can come and see us any second '' you rolled your eyes, he pulled away from your neck, and he was now whispering in your ear '' Oh? Would you rather for us to go somewhere more private to finish this? Is that what you're implying? Such a bad girl '' goosebumps were all over your body. '' Don't be such a tease, if you're so confident as you're saying, be a man and show me your best. '' you said to him, smirk playing on your lips. '' That's a dangerous territory you're heading towards y/n, are you sure you want to go there? '' He raised his eyebrows, his eyes were now a darker shade. '' Do your worst, Diggory. '' and before you even had a chance, he picked you up in his arms, going towards his dorm. '' You have no idea what you're about to get yourself in, love. '' 

[bellasprettywords]

Friend/crush | Harry Potter x Reader

a/n: Hello everyone! This is a request from a lovely anon, and I hope y’all like it 😊

PD: this fic has a happy ending, unlike the cannon, so I hope you enjoy it

y/n – your name

y/ln – your last name

Pairing: Harry Potter x Hufflepuff!Reader

Summary: Harry and y/n grow closer as the Wizard Tournament approaches; in an impulse to keep your friend/crush safe, you start investigating who put Harry’s name in the Goblet of Fire.

Warnings: nothing I can think of, but if you need a trigger warning let me know

Word count: 2,083

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Reblogs and comments are always appreciated!

Everyone at Hogwarts at least had heard the name Harry Potter, and now, the boy who lived was widely known in the Durmstrang Institute and Beauxbatons Academy of Magic; yet being popular did not mean he was loved. In fact, since the disaster of the Goblet of Fire, where Harry was chosen as the fourth champion, pretty much everyone in these schools despised him, thinking he somehow cheated the Goblet of Fire, which sparked tension among the schools and even the students. You could see the way the other kids, even professors looked and talked about Harry Potter as if he was the reincarnation of the Dark Lord himself.

“Miss y/ln, you’ll work with Mr. Potter” Professor Snape said unbothered, taking you out from your thoughts and the room got death silent.

“Great, thank you professor” you said flashing a warm smile to Harry and moving your stuff from the table so he could sit next to you

“Hi” he said quietly looking at his hands

“Hello, nice to meet you” you said smiling at him and extending your hand so he could shake it

“A pleasure” he said shaking your hand and with a shy smile “Look, I know right now I’m not… the most popular around so, you don’t have to pretend to like me” Harry said with a string of voice

“Do not sweat it, a Hufflepuff never judges a book by his cover, or the rumors that are spread about it” you said flashing him one of your gorgeous signature smiles

“Thank you, that’s actually a relief” he said this time with a genuine smile “Everyone looks at me as if I have spiders in my face” he chuckled a little, but you could see a glimpse of pain in his eyes

“I know the whole sitting arrangement in the Great Hall and everything, but if you ever want to come to the Hufflepuff table, or even the Common Room, you are completely welcome” you said hoping the offer would make him feel a little better.

“Thank you, I really mean it and I’ll probably take you up in that offer” Harry once more flashed you a shy smile and you could see he wasn’t as bad as people painted him, in fact, he wasn’t bad at all.

During the following week, you started spending more and more time with Harry. You’d meet up to study, you’d eat lunch together and you’d spend most of your free time talking and hiding from the world in the Castle Gardens. As you got to know Harry, discovered his kind and caring nature, how he’d do anything for his loved ones and his bravery when it came to facing the unknown. With each passing day, you grew closer to him, and you hoped he’d feel the same way.

“Are you for real telling me you really did not put your name in the Goblet of Fire?” you said tilting your head from Harry’s shoulder and staring into his beautiful eyes

“I’d never go against Dumbledore’s instructions like that, at least not deliberatively, it’s bad enough being the boy who lived to now become the unwanted champion” Harry said caressing your cheek and you could feel a light blush rushing over the place his hand was over, once more, you rested your head in his shoulder

“Maybe we can figure who put you there” you said enthusiastically

“What’s is it good for? I’m already involved in this mess, at least I’m not all by myself, I’ve got Cedric’s support, my friends and I’ve got you y/n” Harry said now stroking your hair

“Of course, you got me, I… I just want to help you Harry” you said staring at his eyes

“You are already helping me” he said now cupping your cheeks and just centimeters away from your mouth

“Harry, y/n, where have you been?” you heard Neville calling you from behind “Dumbledore has been looking for you, Harry, something about the Wizard Tournament” he added

“Oh, hey Neville” you said and waved a little disappointed as you were looking forward to that kiss with Harry

“I’ll see you later, okay?” Harry said pressing a kiss to your cheek and leaving you with Neville

As the Wizard Tournament started, you decided you’d get to the bottom of the mystery regarding Harry’s participation in the tournament, as you had a bad feeling about all this. The first step of your masterplan was talking to Dumbledore, but he wasn’t of much help as he was as clueless as Harry and yourself. Then, you decided to go talk to Hagrid, as the first task involved Dragons, and there was nobody in the school with as much knowledge in the topic as your half-giant friend:

“Hey Hagrid, I do not mean to intrude, but I have this weird feeling about all of these Wizard Tournament situation” you asked him after the first task “Harry did actually pretty good today, but I was wondering if you… I don’t know, noticed something off?” you added

“Hey little y/n” he said with a big smile “Well, I don’t know if this helps you, but ‘bout a week ago professor Barty came ‘round here and told me that the best way to protect Harry was letting him know what he was gonna face, so to prepare m’ boy I showed him the dragons” he told you as you had your first clue

“Thank you, Hagrid, I know we just want the same thing, to keep Harry safe” you said and remained there with your friend, talking about Harry’s performance and sharing a delicious butterbeer.

Days passed and you spent more and more time with Harry. There was some kind of tension building between you, as now you’d almost kissed at least four times. You’d also caught Harry staring at you more than once when you were apart, but if anyone asked, you’d say you were just friends.

“Hey gorgeous” Harry said coming from behind you at the library and giving you a peak in the cheek, which was now a habit

“Hey yourself, handsome” you said sliding your class notes over what you were researching

“What are you studying?” Harry asked and you were grateful he was oblivious about your research on Bartemius Crouch

“Not much, just a little wandless magic, I just wanna catch up on some schoolwork while everyone is too busy with the Wizard Tournament” you lied, but you knew this was for the best, as you didn’t want to worry Harry, he already had enough to worry about

“My girl is such a responsible student” he said staring at you and making your heart flutter “Just don’t get too invested in the future, you are already a great witch” his words made your heart race, and your cheeks turn pink

“A little study never hurt anybody, Potter” you said chuckling. Harry seemed a little distracted and you followed his gaze, he was starring at Cho and Cedric at the back of the library “Hey, everything okay?” you asked a little confused

“Yeah, it’s something stupid, don’t mind me y/n” he said brushing up the question

“Come on, we are friends, you can tell me anything” you added now intrigued

“I… I think I’m starting to like Cho” he said with his eyes fixed in the Ravenclaw

“Oh” you muted with a string of voice. You felt your heart break a little, but decided to remain calm, at least while he was there

“Yes, but whatever, she’s with Cedric anyway” he said turning his gaze back at you

“Hey, I have to go now, but… I’ll catch you later” you said taking your books, notes and papers leaving Harry all anole at the library table. Yes, your heart was a little hurt, but you still needed to concentrate on solving the mystery surrounding Harry’s involvement in the Wizard Tournament.

As you left the library, you bumped into a stressed out Dobby:

“Hey, honey, are you okay?” you asked the little one

“Harry Potter, Harry Potter!! Got to find Harry Potter” he exclaimed really nervous

“It’s okay, it’s okay, he is just in the library, but is there anything I can do to help you? Or to help him? You know I love you both and I’ll do anything I can to protect you two” you said calming Dobby and hoping to get some answers

“Professor McGonagall and Professor Barty discussing, Dobby heard they mention gillyweed might help Harry, so Dobby got it for sir Harry!!” he said showing you the gillyweed

“Professor Barty you say, interesting, I left Harry in the library a minute ago, so he must still be there, hurry and good luck little one” you said, and Dobby left running

You were putting two and two together walking around the dark hallway that conducted to the Hufflepuff common room when you felt like someone was following you in the shadows. Normally you wouldn’t mind, but today the castle was particularly dark and quiet.

“Lumos” you conjured taking your wand out

“Hello, miss y/ln” you heard professor Barty creeping behind you

“It’s you! You are behind Harry’s involvement in the Wizard Tournament!” you said frenetic

“Really smart for a Hufflepuff, but I guess you know too much” he said, and you felt your body get weak and your vision got blurry, until you felt nothing, you saw nothing, you were unconscious.

“y/n, y/n y/n” you could hear Harry’s voice calling you “please wake up y/n” you heard, and you felt him shaking you. You opened your eyes slowly and you found yourself in the foggy maze. You recalled the events of your encounter with Barty and realized you were out for quite a long time.

“Harry, it was Barty all along, I don’t know what he wants from you, but he got you into the tournament and he’s been helping you win” you said realizing how crazy that sounded and Harry helped you sit on the ground

“Actually, that is half right, miss y/ln” you heard Barty’s voice “I’m actually Professor Barty’s son, Bartemius Crouch Jr.” he said revealing himself. Harry pointed Bartemius with his wand and started yelling.

“Do not come any closer, I swear if you hurt her, you’ll regret it” he said angrily

“I don’t have to hurt her, just do as I say, and everything will be okay” Bartemius said calmly

��Harry, don’t listen to him, we can fight this” you said in a whisper

“I have no choice; I’m not letting him hurt you, y/n” he said caressing your hair

“The odds are two against one, we can stop him” you insisted but Harry is as stubborn as they come

“So, are you coming, Mr. Potter?” Bartemius insisted

“I am, just, let me make sure she is okay” Harry said and turned back to you “Stay here, if you see any of the other champions ask them for help, but for the love of Merlin, do not do anything stupid” he whispered and pressed a kiss in your forehead

“Listen to me, he is drunk on power, we can stop him” you said barely audible

“I’m not going to risk you” Harry said but you were faster and had already thought this through

“Immobulus” you whispered in Harry’s ear, and you stole his wand pretending to hug him, once with his wand in hand, you conjured it again, this time, pointing to Bartemius “Immobulus” you yelled and saw him freeze, you knew this was risky and you only had a couple of minutes until everything turned out ugly, so you conjured “Vermillious” and hoped someone noticed and came to the rescue.

The fog started to dissipate, and the walls of the maze came down, you could feel a glimpse of hope. Professor Dumbledore, McGonagall and the real Barty Sir came down, taking Bartemius and disenchanting him and Harry. You knew you’d have some explaining to do, but you were glad your friend was safe.

“I told you not to do anything stupid” Harry said coming closer to you

"I guess a thank you is in order" you grinned

"You saved me" he said only a few steps away

“I’m sorry I enchanted you in the first place” you said chuckling as Harry embraced you in a tight hug

“I’m glad you are okay, I don’t know what I’ve done if something happened to you, you stubborn little witch” Harry said spinning you around

“That’s what friends are for” you said smiling

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His Hufflepuff

Theodore Nott x HufflepuffReader

Summary: You were known as the sweetest Hufflepuff at Hogwarts, from tutoring students to being Madam Pomfrey's helper, you were constantly busy you liked it that way... Theodore Nott - The Slytherin Prefect, you had caught his attention, and everyone knows Theodore Nott never gives up on something or someone he wants.

You could hear the cheers from the quidditch game Gryffindor vs Slytherin, the biggest game of the year as you heard everyone say, as much as you wanted to watch the games you knew it was your number one priority to be ready for the injured players.

You were happy being Madam Pomfrey's helper having it on your file knowing it would do you well in the future, you always dreamed of being a healer, you just had to prove you were good enough and you knew you were nearly there.

"Y/n darling I need your help" You heard Madam Pomfrey say, as the room began filling up with chatter, you closed the file standing up walking from behind the curtain, safe to say you weren't surprised when groups began carrying in the quidditch players in.

"Place him on the bed please," You say to the group of Slytherins carrying who you knew as The Slytherin Prefect - Theodore Nott, they did as were told before moving back "What happened" You questioned, feeling his pulse "One of them Gryffindors set a spell on him, made the broom go out out control, before smashing into the ground Theo still on it," Blaise says to you "I bet it was that filthy little mudblood" Draco says pacing back and forth.

He was distracting everyone in the room, you turned to Pansy "Please take him out, to cool down" You say politely as she nods following your instructions, once everyone was out it became quiet again the only sounds being the injured students groaning and Madam Pomfrey speaking.

You had wrapped Theo's hand carefully, he was lucky it was only minor injuries, a sprained hand, black eye, little cuts on his leg, arms, and head but nothing major... You had begun writing up his injuries in his file when you heard him beginning to groan. You stood up slowly walking over seeing him look around the room confused.

"Good evening Mr. Nott", You say smiling softly "How are you feeling" You question pouring him a glass of water, which he drinks in one gulp "Why am I here" He questions beginning to sit up "Please be careful you have some injuries." You say causing him to look down at his wrapped-up hand "Do you have a mirror" He asks beginning to mess with his hair, you nod passing him the mirror from the desk behind you.

"Damn" was all he said before placing it down "Even looking like this, I look amazing" You laugh softly, causing him to send you a soft smile "It seems as though you are feeling better, There are still 30 minutes left of dinner, I would suggest going to get some," You say signing his pass, as he stood up "thank you" He mutters taking it from you "Aren't you coming to dinner" He questions you shake your head softly "I still have many patients to care of, enjoy your night Mr. Nott" He nods before walking away, "The name is Theo by the way" He shouts across the room before leaving.

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You had finally finished your shift, it hadn't been a bad day you managed to get some studying in but that resulted in you being even more tired. You walked through the dark halls, you loved Hogwarts when it was dark and quiet it was peaceful and beautiful.

"Hey wait up" You heard a deep voice say behind you causing you to turn around seeing Theo Nott running up to you. "You know you really shouldn't be moving your hand so much," You say looking down at his wrapped hand.

"It'll be fine, it has been through worse," He says smiling "I actually wanted to thank you for taking good care of me yesterday" You smiled softly "You are welcome MrNott but it is part of my job" You respond laughing softly, you saw Theo's smile grow wider "Yeah - Yeah I know that, but you know I feel like you and Madam Pomfrey don't get the recognition use deserve you know" He leans against the wall crossing his arms, keeping his eyes on you, you couldn't help but raise your eyebrows.

"Well thank you, Theo, are you feeling alright" You question making him chuckle "You finding it concerning a Slytherin being nice" that statement made you feel guilty because it was true you heard what everyone said about them and you yourself have had many bad experiences with them.

"Don't worry Y/n, I won't be insulted if you feel that way, I mean at least the Slytherin house is living up to their reputation" He began moving closer to you, you back away until your back hits the stone wall behind you "I don't mean to intimidate you" He mutters looking down at you.

Theo wasn't that taller than you, you were 5'7 and it seemed as though he was 6'0, you noticed how his eyes glistened from the moonlight, your faces being lit up by the candles on the wall, you couldn't find the words to talk, you didn't know what was happening to you, the only sound coming from you both was your breaths, you both continued to stare at each other.

"Mr. Nott" You both heard Filch's voice echo through the hallway, causing Theo to back away from you "Ahh Miss L/n I must say I do not think Professor Dumbledore will be impressed to hear his top students were breaking the rules," He says stopping in front of you both. "Of course, not Mr. Filch, but I must assure you no rules were broken I am simply doing prefect duties and Miss L/n has just finished her shift in the infirmary, I had gotten confused and pulled Miss L/n up thinking she was just wondering around." He says a smile spreading across Mr. Filch's face "Of course Mr. Nott, please escort Miss L/n to her homeroom."

You had never gotten into trouble before, you really hoped this wouldn't go onto your file. "This is how you thank me after helping you get better, you get me in trouble with Filch." You say crossing your arms, an amused expression on your face... You were shocked when he wrapped his arm around your shoulders beginning to walk you down the hall.

"Well I got you out of that trouble didn't I" He says stopping outside your homeroom door "Hm I guess so, but if this goes onto my file, you will have two injured hands," You say before muttering the password, the door opening the door "Goodnight," You say sending him a soft smile before the door closed.

Safe to say you were confused by what just happened, why was Theo Nott even speaking to you, you found it nice that he approached you thanking you for helping him, but the whole conversation afterward, the backed up into the wall had you flustered, you had never even seen anyone like that in Hogwarts, yes you had been asked out on dates but you always turned them down, you were too busy, your career meant more to you that a stupid relationship.

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It had been two weeks since that night with Theo, you managed to avoid him since, he still sent you smiles across the corridors or dinner hall, of course, you couldn't be rude and sent him one back... But you couldn't allow yourself to now get distracted especially by a boy.

"Y/n sweetie, you can go now, go have some fun it is Friday night," Madam Pomfrey says walking towards you, "Madam Pomfrey I assure you, I do not mind staying, if I leave all I will do is study" You watched her raise her eyebrows "I am unsure about that, it seems you have a visitor" That made you confused, who would visit you at 11pm on a Friday night, you stood up from your chair looking around the curtain seeing Theo walking back and forth.

"Go on sweetie" You smile softly grabbing your cardigan, walking over to him... You were confused on why he was here, by the news you heard of the Slytherins winning the Quidditch game, you would imagine him partying by now.

He looked up at the sound of your shoes clicking against, a smile appearing on his face "Hi" He says standing up straight, "Hi Theo" You respond back "Is there anything I can help you with" you say knocking him out of his daydream, you couldn't help but blush under his stare. "Oh yeah, um I don't know if you heard but the Slytherins won the game."

You nod "I did, by how many Ravenclaws arrived at the infirmary, I figured out use won," You say chuckling softly, "Yeah it got pretty brutal out there, I hope it wasn't too busy for you if you must know I actually attacked fewer players then I usually do just so you would be able to finish early" You look up at him surprised, wrapping your arms around yourself to try and shield you from the cold.

"How sweet of you Theo," you say sarcastically making him chuckle "Well the main reason I am here is to actually invite you to the celebration party" He questions looking down the hallway, nervous of what your answer would be "I have never been to a party before," You say quietly, he looks back you surprised "Well if you say yes, I can promise you this will be one of the best parties of your life"

"That is a big promise to make," You say raising your eyebrows slightly, he nods "It is a promise I tend to keep too, so will you be joining me," He says holding his arm out for you to link, which you.

You were surprised you actually decided to go, you hadn't thought about it, but it was something about Theo that intrigued you, you didn't want to think when you were around him and you had no intentions of doing so.

You heard him mutter the homeroom password before walking us both in. You were immediately met by loud music, you grabbed Theo's hand tightly instead of his arm, he turned to you smiling softly "Come on" He says squeezing your hand, pulling you through the crowd towards the stairs.

You were confused, to say the least when you stopped outside his room "Why are we up here" You question confused, "Don't worry, the real party is in here" He says pushing his door open you were immediately met by a strong smell of weed, Theo pulled you in carefully.

You weren't surprised to see Draco, Pansy, Blaise, Mattheo, Enzo, Crabble, and Goyle all sat in a circle, playing games, drinking, and smoking, the door opening caught their attention as they all turned to you.

"Wait isn't she a Hufflepuff" You heard Crabble mutter only to receive a smack from Pansy followed by a shut up, "Hi Y/n come sit down." She says moving over to make room for you, you looked at Theo as he nodded letting go of your hand as you sat beside Pansy who sent you a soft smile...

You didn't know how long you had been here for, Pansy had managed to get a few drinks down you, you lost count after 5, it was fun, you actually felt free and you never imagined it would have been with a group of Slytherins... You were now watching Blaise and Draco wrestle to see who was stronger, you ended up leaning against Theo's bed, whilst he sat behind you on it his legs either side of you, you felt his soft breath hit your cheek as he bent down "You having fun" He whispers into your ear, you nod slowly.

You gasped quietly, closing your eyes as you felt Theo's lips on your neck, leaving trails of kisses his other hand moving your hair to one side "This feel good" He questions kissing towards your ear, "We shouldn't" You mumble pulling away slightly, you felt his hand on the back of your neck turning your head towards him as he leans sideways, his thumb pulling your bottom lip "Come on Y/n, nobody will find out" He mutters his hand pushing your head towards his, your lips smashing his "no Theo" you say pushing him away.

You heard him huff in annoyance, you stood up stumbling slightly Theo grabbing your waist "You getting laid" Draco questions chuckling "I wish man, she too stuck up" Theo says making the group laugh... You were drunk but not that drunk to let someone talk bad about you in front of you, you spun around slapping him, hearing the group gasp.

"Don't you ever try that again" You say pointing your finger at him "You are pathetic, trying to get me drunk to take advantage, get a life" You mutter harshly before grabbing your cardigan walking out the room.

"Well, that was entertaining" You heard Enzo says before Theo tells them to shut, you shoved yourself past the crowd and out the Slytherin dorm room, feeling hot tears run down your face, you walked into the bathroom stopping in front of the mirror looking at yourself.

You look pathetic, crying over a Slytherin, what did you expect they were horrible people. "Y/n" you heard a quiet voice say behind, you look behind you seeing Moaning Mrytle. "Hi Mrytle, I am sorry for disturbing you so late," You say smiling slightly but you could see the concern on her face "Why are you crying, I don't think you have cried at all whilst being here" She questions, you sniffle grabbing a tissue wiping your eyes "Because I actually thought I could trust a Slytherin," You say laughing bitterly "But of course, he took advantage of a Hufflepuff, how could I not see it," You say turning back to the mirror looking at yourself.

"Miss L/n you must not let a Slytherin upset you, you are better than them, and beautiful and beautiful women do not cry," She says standing beside you "Show them that Hufflepuffs aren't just nice and quiet" You glance at her slightly before looking down at your hands "I guess you are right, I must go now and get some sleep but I will see you tomorrow," You say smiling at the ghost as you walked out.

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It had been a week since that night, you acted as though that night never happened, carrying on with your usual day-to-day plans, exam week was coming up meaning everyone was studying, with it being exam week that meant you couldn't do as many shifts at the infirmary as you were used too.

"Hey Y/n can you read this" You look up from your book seeing Pansy standing in front of you, you hadn't spoken to any of the group since that night "I am a little busy at the moment, but I am sure someone else would love too" You say grabbing your book and bag rolling your eyes, beginning to walk away.

"Look Y/n I am sorry for Theo did, but I honestly did not know what he was doing, all I got told was that Theo was bringing you as a way to say thank you", She says a guilty look on her face, you couldn't help but chuckle "Yeah that was a really good thank you." Pansy seemed like she was telling the truth, you sigh "Fine I will read it" You say walking back over.

Theo watched you and Pansy in the library as you were explaining the work to her, "You really got to get over her, she's a Hufflepuff" Mattheo says walking over to him "shut up" He mutters walking away from his friends.

"Pansy come on!" Draco shouts catching both your and Pansy's attention "Just watch the way you spell them and you should be fine, but other than that it's great" You say moving back "Thank You Y/n, do you want to do walk into town with me" Pansy ask grabbing her bag, you look up at her shaking your head "I am good thank you though" you say standing up "They aren't coming" She says quickly, you raised your eyebrows slightly "Sure" you say slowly, Pansy turning back to her friends "I will just catch use later."

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You and Pansy had actually become good friends over the past few weeks, you were pretty sure she had spent time with you other than her actual house friends, she always hanged around the infirmary no matter how many times Madam Pomfrey told her to leave she never did, she would sit by in all classes, sleepover in your dorm... Without admitting it she was slowly turning into your best friend...

You still hadn't spoken to Theo, you weren't avoiding him you simply ignored this existence, you were doing fine, well until you would see Theo with other girls jealously would show on your face... Whilst Theo he was still trying to figure out why he would treat you like he did that night, he tried for weeks for you to even become his friend, he just got embarrassed getting pushed away by you which he understood, he just couldn't deal with being embarrassed.

"This is great Taylor, well done this is such an improvement," You say passing the young girl her book, who smiled happily before skipping away, you were shocked when you felt someone jump onto your back "There you are!!" Pansy says hugging you tightly before jumping down, you turn to her seeing her friends standing behind you.

"I literally searched the entire castle for you," Pansy says trying to catch her breath, you couldn't tear your eyes away from Theo, who couldn't look away from you either, this was the closest use had been since that night "Right I actually have to talk to you," Pansy says catching your attention, you looked at her confused as she pulled you away from the boys.

"What" you say confused, she smiles slightly "They are getting annoyed that I keep canceling plans with them, and I kind of accidentally said you and I would join them at the Slytherin party tonight" You chuckle at her words before stopping "oh you are serious" she nods before looking behind me, following her stare you see her friends leaning against the wall watching you both "They want you to join" you turn back her crossing your arms, "Pans" you say but cut yourself off she begins frowning "fine" you mutter hearing her cheer and hug you tightly, you ignored the boys muttering a yes as they fist bumped each other...

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You were not happy to be here, stuck on a couch between Draco and Enzo and to make it worse Pansy was kissing Draco and some random blonde girl was with Enzo, you sighed standing up walking over to the drink table... You already promised Pansy you wouldn't leave and at least try to enjoy the night, but there was nothing to enjoy and you just wanted to go to sleep.

"Hey" you heard a familar voice say beside you, you glanced towards the voice seeing Theo standing beside you getting himself a drink "hi" you reply back looking away "listen um can we talk somewhere private" Theo questions, you think for a minute before nodding "sure" you watch as he offers his hand for you to grab, which you just look at before looking up at him "I can walk by myself thank you" you rolling your eyes, you followed him through the crowd and up the stairs up to his room.

He opens his door allowing you to walk inside, you look around the room hearing the door close behind you, you sip your drink taking a seat on the end of his bed as he watches your every move "Has anyone ever told you it's rude to stare" you say raising your eyebrows, you didn't have time to wait for him to start talking, did you feel bad for how you were treating yes, but did he deserve it also yes.

You rolled your eyes standing up "I didn't come up here to sit in silence Theo" you say beginning to walk towards the door "I am sorry" Theo says making you stop and turn to him "I am sorry for what I did and what I said, I do not know why I acted that way after you turned me down, but I like you, I really really like you, you are literally the most beautiful and sweetest girl i have ever met in my life, no matter how hard I try I cannot get you out of my head, everywhere I go you are there, ever since that day in the infirmary you have invaded my mind" he says letting out deep breath running his fingers through his hair, "and I have felt guilty ever since that night, we were having fun and we were being touchy with one another I tried shooting my shot with you to see what would happen, but when you turned me down I was embarrassed and I know that is no excuse for trying to force you to kiss me or embarrassing you in front of my friends and I am truly truly sorry about that" he finishes stopping in front of you.

You felt like you were in a trance, unable to move or say anything, once again just like that night your second conversation, use didn't say anything the sound you could hear with the breathing "You look beautiful Y/n" Theo says softly pushing a strand of hair behind your ear "Theo" you whisper looking up into his eyes away from his lips "Why are you making me feel this way, I shouldn't feel this way towards you" you mutter beginning to back away.

"What - what do you feel Y/n" He questions walking towards you, you shake your head "no,no I do not have time for this, I am far to busy with studying and the infirmary, my mother she told me one of you Slytherins would try to distract me this year... I need to go" You say running your hand through your hair reaching for the door.

"Y/n I would never sabotage your future, if that is what you are scared about, I will do everything to help you get where you want to be" He says touching your arm softly, you melted under his touch... you hid your emotions well but whenever he was around you just couldn't.

"Come here" Theo says softly pulling you towards him, as he wraps his arms around you tightly "I know your family have had a bad experience with us Slytherins but I will hurt you the way your parents got hurt" You looked up at him softly, you were letting your barrier down he could tell.

You smashed your lips to his, you felt him begin to kiss back your hands reaching for his shirt beginning to pull it "y/n, y/n" he says pulling away, now it was your turn to be embarrassed "listen I want to okay, but not tonight and somewhere better then this, plus you are drunk Y/n and I really hope you remember this in the morning" He says taking your hand softly.

"We can either go back to the party or go to sleep" You look around before smiling "i am not drunk Theo, I am just tired" you say quietly "how about we sleep" you suggest watching a bright smile take over his face "yeah- yeah do you want to stay here or I can walk you back to Hufflepuff common room"

"Can I stay here" you question, he nods quickly walking over to his drawer pulling out a long shirt "here you can wear this, the bathroom is just over there" he says pointing to a door, you nod taking the shirt off him walking in the bathroom.

You were glad you went with no makeup tonight, you tied your hair up before washing your face with water, pulling the shirt over your head leaving your dress on the side folded up neatly, you walked out seeing Theo laying on the bed shirtless... he looked amazing, you hadn't expected to end the night like this.

He looks at you before opening up the duvet, you smile softly walking over climbing in beside him, you watch as he lifts his wand up muttering a spell as the lights turn off, the only thing lightening up your faces was the moon, you both lie down facing one another.

He looked perfect

She looked beautiful

you slowly felt sleep taking over you, feeling Theo's arm wrap around your waist pulling you closer to him... Safe to say that is the best sleep you both had ever gotten before.

(Theodore Nott story is now up!! - hope you all enjoy!! If you have any suggestions of what you would like to be written let me know!

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im not a hufflepuff but omg this is so cute. the image of Edmund verbally (or physically who knows ;p) destroying someone while in a slytherin tie HA

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Yellow

Pairing: Harry Potter + fem!reader

Word count: 3508

Summary: You are Harry’s yellow, someone that makes him happy, full of hope, and never fails to make him smile, you’re someone who Harry can’t live without, even if he hasn’t told you that yet.

Trigger warnings: hunger, Harry’s dancing, Harry’s fourth year awkwardness with girls, crying, kissing, Harry gaslighting himself, Harry being protective, mentions of death. 

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He had overheard at dinner about the description and, or feeling of the word yellow from a random muggle born seated at the Gryffindor table. 

As he heard the clarification of the unfamiliar use of the word, his eyes unconsciously trailed to the face that was gleaming with laughter at the Hufflepuff table. He didn’t feel the smile that was itching its way onto his face; it was, however, there and apparent.

He ignored the questioning that he got from his bushy-haired and red haired friends asking for the cause of his sudden rush of joy and his turned up lip corners. They were both too absorbed in the new charms lesson and the turkey leg to notice. If they had listened to the overly loud conversation that their fellow Gryffindors were having and followed his line of sight they wouldn’t have needed to inquire of anything; and he wouldn’t have been brought out from his almost starting day-dream. 

It seemed that they had done precisely that when they donned identical smirks and Ron gave him a teasing nudge. “You should tell her, you know.” Hermione said after a few seconds. 

He gave her a raised eyebrow in question and she continued with her eyes rolled “About your feelings, Harry.” She had assumed that he was being intentionally oblivious, but that was just how he usually was when it came to girls and feelings. He flushed, turning his head and gaze from them and to his untouched plate. He was too busy admiring to eat and he realised -from the growl his stomach gave- that he was in fact hungry. So he put a large spoon of food in his mouth; to satisfy his hunger and to also avoid the questioning and lectures he was about to receive from his friends. 

“Someone that makes you happy, full of hope and never fails to make you smile.” That’s what Harry heard from the conversation but what he concluded was that your ‘yellow’ is just simply “Someone you can’t live without.”

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The first time Harry met her was when Professor McGonnagal was announcing the Yule Ball. Everyone already started dancing with someone including Ron who was trying not to step on Hermione’s foot. He was tapping his foot on the floor anxiously and looking around nervously. A hand was held out to him and he saw a pretty girl holding her hand out for him, she mentioned for him to dance with her and he obliged. 

He was dancing rather awkwardly and kept stepping on her feet muttering multiple sorrys, she kept saying it was fine every time he apologised it seemed that she was taking this situation much more humorously than he was. He couldn’t quite get over the fact that the most beautiful person he’s ever seen was getting trampled by him and his poor attempt at dancing. 

When he tried to twirl her he ended up twisting her feet together causing her to almost fall but he caught her by her wrist. His face turned an even brighter red as he said “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I don’t know how to do this, you should go find another person to dance with-” He cut himself off when he heard her burst out with laughter, and even though he was confused a light bubble formed in his stomach. 

“I’m sorry.” She said after she finished laughing, holding her stomach. “It’s just- you’re taking this wayyy too seriously.” She let out a sigh at the end of her sentence. He had just noticed that the hand that wasn’t gripping her stomach was still in his hand. 

He quickly let go of her wrist, and she probably noticed that so her face was decorated with a sweet, soft smile. She held her hand out and said “Y/n Y/L/N” He was reluctant to shake her hand for one reason, out of how sweaty he thinks his hands are from his nervousness. 

He took her hand hesitantly and cautiously as he added “Harry Potter.” She shook his hand with one firm shake and then put both her hands on her hips saying, “well Harry, I think we should try this again.” He nodded looking at everyone around him trying to adjust his dancing position and posture. 

They danced for a while and he only stepped on her feet a couple more times, he said with the same self diminishing tone “You really should find another person to dance with. I’m horrible at this.” He tried to step away but she kept her grip on his shoulder firm and she said “You’re not horrible, you’re doing much better than a lot of other people here, look.” 

He looked at where she tilted her head and there were in fact several other people tripping on their feet, some were even on the floor. He let out a chuckle at the disastrous scene and how McGonnagal was shaking her head at her house. 

A thought burst out in his head as he looked at the girl, eyebrows furrowed and said “How come I’ve never seen you in Gryffindor tower?” She looked at the Weasley twins and she laughed slightly. He was confused and as soon as he looked at them Fred sent him a wink, and moved his eyes between him and her. Harry’s cheeks gained a red tint for what seemed like the millionth time that day.

“Maybe because I’m not supposed to be at Gryffindor tower.” She said in a matter of factly and teasing tone. His eyebrows regained their furrow and she explained “I’m a Hufflepuff.” Before Harry could ask how she got here she tilted her head to Fred and George and he needed no further explanation. 

When the dancing lesson was finished and lunch was about to start Harry decided to just walk quietly beside her while she walked to lunch. He hoped she didn’t mind his presence since he for some reason wasn’t ready to leave her’s. He didn’t know why he felt that way, but judging by how she wasn’t pushing him away, he assumed she didn’t mind. He tried to ascertain the cause of his unexpected dependency on this girl. It has taken him multiple years to be assured by the words his friends say, and for him to welcome and look forward to their presence. He has been struck by shock, from how his body was naturally gravitating towards her’s; and he put a stop to the abnormal feeling. He didn’t want to seem weird. 

When they reached the Great Hall they stopped right in front of the door, and he felt a sense of dread. He looked at her when she clapped her hand and spun on her heels to face him, “Well Harry, I best be off. See you around.” 

When she started to walk to the Hufflepuff table, he called out “Wait!” She turned around with a sweet smile on her face that made his heart want to jump; and said “Yes?” 

Nervously, He searched for a reason to make her spend more time with him. He hadn’t thought his plan through at all and barely made it through after calling out ‘wait!’. He looked around in a way he thought was discreet, but she was internally laughing at his attempt to look casual -he didn’t know that thankfully- His eyes trailed to her outfit and he saw that she was wearing Gryffindor robes. 

“Well, you’re wearing Gryffindor robes; Why stop at just dance practice? Why don’t you have lunch at the Gryffindor table too?” He said trying to look smart and casual. Her smile increased and changed into a teasing one, and she tilted her head slightly, “Do you want to spend time with me Harry?” 

His face regained its flush and he avoided her gaze. She started walking inside the Great Hall and he kept thinking that he messed up whatever was happening, and then she stopped, “Aren’t you coming?” He looked up at her surprised and asked “Where?” 

She rolled her eyes but the smile never left her lips “To the Gryffindor table, of course. Merlin Harry! No wonder you weren’t sorted in Ravenclaw.” His cheeks couldn’t get a break from how red they were, he walked beside her and then she nudged his shoulder slightly and said “I think it’s cute.” If Harry wasn’t too occupied with this new type of feeling he would’ve noticed the slight blush on her face. 

***

The feeling was new to him at the time, he didn’t feel it with Cho and neither with Hermione. He knew he liked Cho but saw Hermione as a sister; so what else is there to feel? He realised that he was exceedingly stupid with his feelings last year and before. He looked at her face again and thought of the last DA meeting today before Christmas. 

When the DA started she ran in and gave him a big hug and reciprocated it with much more force than she did. They hadn’t seen each other for a week except for a few moments because she’s been studying with Hermione, and he missed her much more than he liked to admit. They were interrupted by someone clearing their throat.

Fred and George smirked at them teasingly, bringing a blush to his cheeks and then Fred said “We can leave the room if you want.” She unwrapped her arms from around his neck and went to Neville, giving him a similar greeting and He felt a weird feeling bubble in his stomach; so he started the DA lesson. 

When the lesson finished she came up to him and said “I’ll wait for you outside Harry.” He nodded with a small smile and then went to Cho who was waiting by the mirror. It all went in Harry’s head like this,

Crying,

Talking,

More talking, 

Mistletoe, 

Lips, 

Kiss;

and door opening. 

She stood there with the usual smile that always undertakes her face, non-existent and he couldn’t fathom the unfamiliar look. “Um sorry, I’ll leave you two alone.” She said in a type of way Harry’s never seen or heard from her before, and she left quickly. 

He looked at Cho and he was put back into the moment that he was previously in. He didn’t like the kiss. “Cho. Listen, I’m sorry but-” 

“I’m in love with her.” She said shortly and looked away with a speck of hurt in her eyes. “What?” he asked confused, cheeks slightly red. “You’re in love with her. I thought so and everyone knows so; but I thought I had a chance.” 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He said with a now obvious blush on his face. She started walking out the door and placed her hand on the door knob, saying in a small voice that He could barely hear “Reevaluate your feelings, Harry. I think you’ll find a new conclusion.” 

He was on his way to the Gryffindor tower in confusion, trying to think over what Cho said. Sure she was pretty, smart and funny. She was great, she was his best friend; he wasn’t in love with her.

Then again he couldn’t control how his heart flutters when he sees her. It was all platonic, he told himself; but there was still a part of him that was screaming at him” YOU’RE IN LOVE YOU IDIOT, WHO ELSE MAKES YOU FEEL THE WAY SHE DOES. WHO ELSE MADE YOU FEEL LIKE THE WORLD WAS OKAY AND EVERYTHING’S GOING TO BE FINE WHEN CEDRIC WAS JUST KILLED. SHE MAKES YOU SMILE YOU GIT, HOW MANY OTHER PEOPLE HAVE YOU MET CAN JUST MAKE YOU SMILE WITH THEIR PRESENCE.”

His loud vexatious thoughts were interrupted by the sound of sniffling. He followed the sound of muffled cries, and he saw a familiar Hufflepuff robe wrapped around a body he’s been tied to before. Her knees were to her shoulders and her head in between her legs as she cried heavily.

 At the sound of his footsteps, she lifted her head up from her knees looking at him and quickly wiping her tears away “Harry. What are you doing here?” She choked out.

“Are you okay?” He asked cautiously as he stepped near her slowly; it was the first time he’s seen her cry even though she’s seen him cry multiple times before, somehow this felt worse. She let out a dry but in some way soft laugh as she said “Merlin Harry! You really aren’t a Ravenclaw.” She still found his stupidity cute and she cursed herself for it; he doesn’t love her. For Merlin's sake he just kissed another girl. 

He chuckled softly at the familiar words, and sat beside her on the window bench. He placed his hand in her’s and pulled her to his side, and hugged her tightly. She couldn’t help but cry even more, she was crying in the arms of the guy that made her cry because she loved him and he only saw her as a friend. 

They stayed wrapped in each other's arms that night, and his heart broke multiple times every time she began crying. He tried to ask her multiple times what was making her this sad but she always said that it wasn’t important, then he’d say it’s important to me; but she wouldn’t answer and he’d try again. They stayed there until the sun lit up the sky and they were woken up by a Slytherin that was going to the library before class. 

***

It was past midnight when Harry was greeted by her worried face asking “What’s wrong? What happened?” His heart plummeted and flew when he saw her. He saw her, he’s happy; she’s worried, he’s worried. Her eyes skimmed Dumbledore’s office filled with the Weasleys, Dumbledore, Professor McGonnagal and several talking portraits that were chattering about what occurred; and they found his own as they always did -or at least he hoped so- 

She went up to him still wearing her PJs and hugged him tightly, and he wrapped his arms around her waist. He breathed slowly and tried to calm himself down; and surely after several seconds the worry, anger and hurting feeling in his head were slowly starting to wash away. “What are you doing here?” He asked, pulling away from her embrace and cupping her face. If he wasn’t in the state that he was currently in then his reaction to cupping her face would be more different. 

“The portraits were told by Ron to wake me up and go to Dumbledore’s office. So I’m here; What happened?” She replied and asked, holding his hand that was resting on his face. 

“All will be told when you reach Grimmauld Place 12.” Dumbledore said and started saying orders to everyone, he also got out a portkey and all the Weasleys used it to head to Grimmauld Place 12. “Come on Harry.” Dumbledore urged him to use the portkey that he previously hadn’t used with the rest because of his hold on her hand. 

Harry tightened his grip on her hand, and then she looked between Harry and Dumbledore saying, “Is there any way for me to go there, Professor?” Dumbledore nodded and they both used the portkey together. Harry couldn’t care at the moment that he looked like a child, holding her hand and not letting it go; but how could he let go of her when she solaced him. He also thought of how brave she was going to a place she doesn’t know of just because he needed her there with him. His heart lifts. 

It was a strange thing for him that only a few nights ago she was the one in his arms seeking comfort and now he’s holding onto her as his only source of sanity from Voldemort’s plague in his mind. 

All throughout Christmas he kept falling for this girl more and more. He loved her. He loved her laugh, her nose, her smile, her personality and he loved her lips; and he wanted to kiss them badly. All throughout Christmas he was reminded of her, and he spent almost every moment with her. It was his favourite Christmas despite its beginning.

***

Fred and George had left school. He was standing with everyone around him in an abandoned classroom, He had to save Sirius. “Alright everyone, there's no time to lose, let's go.” She said, and his eyebrows furrowed. 

“You’re not going.” He said to her with a firm voice, she stopped walking towards the door and let out a humourless laugh as she said “I’m going.” Everyone other than the two of them left the room trying to find the Thestrals not wanting to get involved with the situation. 

“No you’re not.” 

“Says who.” She said with her arms crossed. 

“Says me, and you’re not going. You could get hurt.” He said, and crossed his arms mirroring her actions. She took a step towards him and stood on her tiptoes to increase her height trying to look more intimidating. “So could you.” 

“Yeah but I don’t want to lose you.” He said, voice raising slightly. “Same here.” She said not backing down. He walked in front of her and said “You can’t come because I can’t put you in a situation where you could die.” 

“First of all, You wouldn’t be putting me anywhere. It's my decision and you don't want me to get hurt but you’re completely fine with you dying.” She looked furious, every time she was angry there was still a light undertone of humour in her; but this time he couldn’t find it. 

“You are not going! You can’t change my opinion.” 

“Well it’s a good thing I don’t need your opinion.” She said stepping really close to him, and she continued; voice louder than his. “Everyone else is going, why are you letting them go?!” 

“Because I’m not in love with everyone else. I’m in love with you.” He said angrily, not thinking this through. He’s always had horrible timing but now his timing was beyond the roof and quite impeccable, so he kissed her. Furiously, passionately and hungirly. The kiss didn’t get as heated as it could have when she pulled away from his forehead resting on his. “I need you to stay here for me, because I know I can’t think straight without knowing you’re okay. I need you to stay here and be safe, because when I come back I want to kiss you for the longest time.” 

She let out a sigh and said “Fine but just because you told me you love me.” He couldn’t resist the urge to place another kiss on her lips and then go out of the class running to go to the Ministry of Magic. 

*** 

When he came back, he was numb; completely numb. Sirius died, and he now had no family. He was led to the Black Lake by her, because he wanted to be alone but alone with her. 

He laid on the grass with his body intertwined with her. His arms were loosely wrapped around her middle and his head on his chest, and her chin was on top of his head while still wounding her fingers through his unkempt but soft hair. He waited for the -usual- effects of her even breathing and steady heartbeat to kick in; for his body to match the habits of her’s. 

No tears have been shed by him since his screams at the ministry. He didn’t want to talk about what happened and she knew that; he would tell her at some point and she knew that as well. At the moment the only thing he desired was to lay in her arms forever. “Is it true?” She asked while the flowers nodded around them from the light breeze. “What you said? Before you left.” 

She was nervous, he noticed from the way her hands started to fidget with his hair instead of playing with it. He lifted his head up to look into her beautiful eyes and he let out a happy sigh with a large smile. “You have no idea how much I adore you.” Her cheeks turned red and she placed her lips on his. It was slow and soft, and full of love. He could feel his heart mending.

[celestialevie]

SUPERHERO // Cedric Diggory x Hufflepuff! Reader

Summary: When someone decides to play a prank on you, not knowing your fears, Cedric ends up saving you and befriending you. Being friends with someone is not easy when you have feelings for them, but they're seeing someone else.

Warnings: brief mention of anxiety and panic, drowning, kissing.

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: there's a mention of reader crushing on o.c. in one sentence, and dates Oliver Wood shortly. Also, please keep in mind English is not my first language, so if there are any mistakes please let me know. I'm posting fics that I've written around 7 months ago, which is why there will be a couple of them that have specific house mentioned since it has been written for my friends. Enjoy your reading!!

Being a hufflepuff was a dream come true. Everyone was accepting in it, noone would judge you based on your blood status or if you have money or not. So becoming one of most known/popular hufflepuffs wasn't that much difficult since you were so lovely to everyone. Yeah you can be passive aggresive sometimes but that's what everyone liked about you, you were always upfront with everyone, made them feel at ease knowing you will always tell people how you feel about certain things. But what they didn't know is it's the irony in how you deal with crushes. Elijah Sullivan was one the first guys you had crush on. Every time you would be around that certain hufflepuff you feel blood rushing to your face and be lost at words. But realising he was kind of an asshole, your crush on him soon faded out. Everyone always said Cedric and you would be a good couple since you were both one of the most loved hufflepuffs. But the thing was, somehow both of you never actually met officially. Yes you've seen him in the common room or in some of the classes you shared, but you're nothing more than acquaintances. But that changed in the fifth year when under weird circumstances faith brought you two together. You were sitting under a tree next to the black lake, reading your book and chatting with your friends when someone decided to play a prank on you. Before you had even a chance to see anything or to react, someone picked you up and threw you right into the black lake. What that person didn't know is, you were not the best swimmer, so naturally what you did was start panicking. Panic and anxiety took over your brain, making you unable to swim back up. Suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you back up. Person who saved you, picked you up in their arms and took you back to the grass, where your friends were. Opening your eyes you saw so many pairs of worried eyes, including the ones you didn't expect. Cedric was holding your arm and slowly glading your hair, whispering soothing words. He was the one who saved you. '' You're safe now, I'm here '' you only nodded, still in shock from almost drowning. '' Thank you Cedric '' you said almost in a whisper. He gave you a reasurring smile, before your friends decided to take you to Madam Pomfrey to help you recover from the shock and to warm you up.

A few days later, it was a quidditch match. It was Gryffindor against Hufflepuff. You were sitting with all your friends, who were all cheering loudly for Cedric, which he heard making him chuckle. Everything was going great until Harry, the Gryffindor seeker was suddenly attacked by the dementor, without knowing what was going on with Harry in the meanwhile Cedric caught the snitch, making the Hufflepuff's win. While the Gryffindor's rushed back inside, you climbed down, deciding to go congratulate Cedric on winning and catching the snitch. Feeling a small tap on his shoulder, Cedric turned around. When he saw that it was you, a smile appeared on his face. '' Hey, y/n, right? '' '' Yeah, but you can call me y/n/n like everyone else. '' you offered him a smile. '' I just wanted to congratulate you on winning and catching the snitch. And to thank you for saving me the other day from almost drowning. '' an even bigger smile was now on his face. '' Thank you, even though I still feel like we should do a rematch, but it's fine. And don't worry about it, I'm just glad I was able to save you. Couldn't let the famous y/n die before we officially introduce ourselves. '' a small chuckle left his lips, making you roll your eyes playfully, before he continued. '' Hey I was wondering if you'd maybe like to go to Hogsmeade with me, I would love to get to know you a bit more? '' a frown replaced the smile on your face. '' I already promised Oliver that we would go together, but the next one if you're still free then, I would love to. '' he nodded his head. '' Sure, should've known it wouldn't be that easy to take out miss popular '' he teased. '' I'll see you later, Cedric. '' and with that you left him, not even knowing he had the biggest and goofiest smile on his face which was caused by you. He was disappointed in you going out with Oliver, but surely it's just because he really wanted to get to know you, not because he's jealous, right? Or at least that's what he was convincing himself. It was Hogsmeade weekend, and you were excited about going with Oliver. You always found him attractive, especially during the quidditch where he would focus only on winning the game, which you found extremely attractive. You decided to meet next to the carriage and go together to Three Broomsticks, since you both agreed that Madam Pudifoot's is not the place where both you want to go for the first date. Everything was amazing. You were both joking around and just enjoying yourselves. It was time now that we had to end your date. We were holding hands when he looked you in the eyes. '' Can I kiss you? '' he asked softly, you nodded, and he placed his lips on yours. The kiss was short and sweet, the kind that leaves you yearning for more and butterflies in your stomach. What you didn't see is Cedric being heartbroken when he saw you kissing Oliver. That's when he realized even though you two have been nothing more than acquaintances, he still somehow managed to develop a crush on you in this small period of knowing you officially.

Weeks have passed since your date with Oliver and you two were nothing official yet, still just dating. Which also gave you the opportunity to get to know Cedric more, realizing you know very little about the man who saved you. You got to know that he's the only child of his parents even though they wanted to have more they just didn't succeed at it. He was the pride and joy of his parents. His zodiac sign is a libra, he loves listening to Abba, which made you laugh when he told you that. What made you close to him is how understanding he is. He always made sure to tell you how you're doing amazing, making sure to acknowledge your love language. He would help you study if you had trouble understanding a certain lesson or something. It's been perfect, honestly. So what you didn't expect is to overhear his conversation with one of your friends. You didn't know who they were talking about, so you hid and tried to listen, deep down knowing it's wrong, but curiosity got the better out of you.

'' Ced you're acting weird about this. Ever since their date, you've been weird. What's going on? '' Cedric took a deep breath, running his long fingers through his soft dark hair. You didn't know what came over you when you wished you could run your fingers through his hair. Shrugging off that thought, you focused on listening to what they're saying.

'' They don't belong with him! '' he raised his tone, almost yelling. ' 'Then who do they belong with? '' your friend asked, raising her eyebrow at him. He was silent for a few seconds before he finally answered her. '' With me. Y/N belongs with me. There I said it. I want them to be with me. '' a loud gasp left your mouth, and before you could cover it and try to hide even more, they already heard you, looking right in your direction, where they saw you. Your friend only smirked, before giving him a small pat on the shoulder, leaving you two alone. '' Y/N...'' he began, but you interrupted him before he could finish his sentence. '' Did you mean it? What you just said? '' he approached you with careful steps before placing his hands on both sides of your face, making you look directly into his eyes. '' Every word I said, I meant it. I can't stand seeing you with Oliver, when I know you belong with me. You're everything I've ever wanted and more. '' he was smiling. '' But if you don't feel the same about me, just forget this conversation ever happened…'' you placed your hands on top of his '' Cedric, please shut up for a second. Your confession made me realize that I do have feelings for you. I actually really like you. But before we do anything, I need to break off things with Oliver, so please be patient with me while I deal with him. '' You gave him a light kiss on his cheek before parting away from him, heading towards Gryffindor common room, to end things with Oliver no matter how sweet he was in these few weeks you two have been seeing each other. Everything went smoothly with Oliver, he even said he should've expected it, but there were no harsh feelings, deciding on staying friends. After that, you ran to the Hufflepuff common room, to go find Cedric. He was sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace, talking with his friends. Smiling, you quickly approached him, grabbing him by his face and finally kissing him before he even had a chance to react. Everyone was cheering for you, and you could feel Cedric smiling into the kiss. Slowly parting from you, with a smile on his face, he got up, picked you up and twirled you around, making you laugh. '' So does that mean you'll officially be mine? '' smiling, you nod your head. '' Only if you'll have me. '' both of you laughed. '' Darling, I'd have you in every lifetime if I could. ''