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lovergirlanna · 3 months

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𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 | C.D

Cedric Diggory x Fem! Reader

Warnings: Self-harm, Body dysmorphia, Reader isolating herself from others, hurt to comfort.

Words: 2.0k quite rushed but had to write this for my sweetheart Cedric.

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Waking up felt like a chore now nothing was new anymore. It was currently early in the morning, and you were lying in your bed once again, there didn’t seem to be any motivation to do anything nowadays. Turning over onto your side eyes heavy, laced with tears once more from the previous night, tears soon turning into a pathetic sob. Looking over at your arms littered with scars old and new hiding them under the white sheets of the sanctuary known as your bed. You felt selfish maybe it was just winter depression? Or was this more than that? Surely you shouldn’t be so selfish when others may be going through more than you surely it’s just a coincidence you must be feeling like this. It shall pass within due cores, right? Oh, but how you were wrong you’d been feeling like this since the start of the new school year and had not mentioned anything to anyone about how you were feeling or what you were going through not even Cedric.

Pushing everything aside for a while you forced yourself out of bed. You had to get ready for school it just felt like a cycle, what was the point? For a brief moment you thought about your friends would they care if you just stopped? Stopped caring, stopped showing up to lessons, stopped interacting with them? You knew it wasn’t their fault for your miserable lifestyle nor should they have any reason to suspect anything because in their eyes you are happy, joyful, and eager to learn right? You began crying once more. You didn’t deserve your friends, did you? You were being selfish once again. You also didn’t deserve a perfect boyfriend. Cedric Diggory Seeker for the Hufflepuff quidditch team. He was a ray of sunshine he was everything you could ask for in a boyfriend. He was popular, funny, kind, and caring what did he see in you?

You just needed to get through this last day of school. It was Friday and then you could relax. By ‘relax’ was meant shutting yourself away once again away from everyone away from your friends, away from Cedric. You soon made yourself over to your dresser looking at yourself in the mirror. You couldn’t bear looking at your body it was one of your biggest insecurities you knew that. It got you thinking again what did Cedric see in you? Wrapping your arms around your stomach you chocked out another sob resting your forehead against the cool reflective glass.

You managed to get your uniform on finally. Brushing out your hair with your hair brush at least trying to look presentable for what was ahead of you today. “Just have to get through today, that’s all.” You whispered to yourself. You started doing your makeup next you couldn’t go out without putting it on you felt insecure without it almost like you were hiding a part of yourself or were you just trying to cover something up? Cover up the sadness and guilt you felt. Frowning at yourself once again in the mirror almost like it was the saddest thing you’ve ever seen.

Quickly you gathered your books and other necessities into your bag leaving your dorm and heading out of your house dormitories. Walking through the halls of Hogwarts wasn’t that bad most people were nice to you showing you a smile or even waving at you. Lost in your thoughts as you joined the crowd of other students who were heading to the hall for breakfast. Suddenly you felt two arms wrap around your frame making you jolt back slightly, stopping you from walking. "Morning sweetheart." A groggy masculine voice spoke to you as the figure rested himself against your figure. It was none other than your boyfriend, Cedric Diggory. He was your ray of hope, a ray of light guiding you through your darkest times without him being aware of what dark times you may be going through he's always there to help you, you knew that. "Morning sleepyhead." You chuckled softly raising your hand to ruffle his hair, gazing up at him. "I've missed you." He chirped a soft pout on his lips. "I got busy with quidditch practice, feels like I haven't seen you in forever." As Cedric began to continue talking about his improvements on quidditch you couldn't help but recall the moments of pain without him. You did truly love him but you felt like he could do so much better than dating someone like yourself. His arms remained wrapped around you as he leaned forward to place a kiss on your cheek. "Hey," he said raising his eyebrow at you "is there something on your mind?" Cedric's eyes softened as he looked at you. Merlin how you wish you could tell him, tell him everything, tell him all your struggles but you just shook your head a thin smile on your lips. "No, no I'm fine Cedric" You didn't want to burden your ray of light, no. Not like this. "You can talk to me about anything, you know?" He said, however, he did not push further and just gave you a look of confusion.

As you both continued to walk to the great hall you chatted amongst yourselves Cedric going on about quidditch practice and how he’s excited about their next official match and so on but you couldn’t help but drift off thinking about the words he said before this conversation. ‘You can talk to me about anything’ kept ringing through your mind. You didn’t want to burden him with your worries. You didn’t want to burden him with responsibilities that he doesn’t need to know about you’ll push past them eventually right? You didn’t even know where to start would he be disappointed? Would he view you differently if you told him the truth? If you told him about your troubles with self-harm if you told him how you viewed yourself would it change your whole relationship? You've seen the other girls at Hogwarts they were prettier than you. They were confident, outgoing, and loving you really couldn’t compare yourself to them.

As you both sat down you were still lost in your thoughts you did not touch any of the food presented in front of you. “Darling?” A voice spoke out. It was Cedric looking at you worryingly reaching out his hand to intertwine with yours. “You seem lost. You haven’t touched any of your food, should I be worried?” He said you blinked shaking your head just like before. “I was just thinking about our exams coming up.” You said. Another excuse, you hated this - lying to him but it was for the best wasn’t it? Cedric nodded still giving you a worrisome look before turning away from you to talk to one of his friends. He looked so happy with his friends honestly you just felt like a waste of space in this situation, you were worrying him - you hated it so much. You eventually began to eat lost in your thoughts whilst doing so.

As the end of the day finally rolled around you were relieved. Finally, you’ve made it but you truly couldn’t stop thinking about what Cedric had said. You truly love him it was messing with your head you could feel tears well up in your eyes again. Tears falling like an overflowing stream this burden you had been carrying had finally made you realise you couldn’t handle this alone. His words were futile devices against the burden you were carrying solemnly. You also realised isolating yourself was for the worse or was it a positive factor? You couldn’t tell what was right or wrong anymore. You needed to be by yourself you had to be by yourself you had to bottle it up you couldn’t allow anyone to see you like this as you hurried to your dorm as quickly as you could. However, from afar someone was watching you, watching you in your saddened mess none other than Cedric. He knew something was wrong he was planning to meet you at the end of your last class to try and talk to you about how you were feeling he couldn’t help but notice at breakfast how you seemed off. He needed to speak to you. He knew where you’d be, you’d be in your dorm so he decided to follow you to help you in any way he could he was your boyfriend after all. He felt like it was his duty to make sure you were happy, safe, and secure.

Slamming your door shut you collapsed onto the wooden floor of your dorm sobbing dramatically. What a burden you were you hated it. You hated all of this why did you have to be so pathetic? “I can’t take it anymore..” you choked out in between your sobs taking off your robes and revealing your scars once more looking over to your mirror, your mascara smudged from your pathetic sobbing. You couldn’t signify if this was all a nightmare or not. Why? Why did you have to go through this alone? Shakily you stood up standing in front of your mirror as you tried to wipe the smudged mascara away to no avail it didn't work, only creating more of a mess. You seemed so unimpressed looking at yourself in the mirror your reflection staring back at you. The girl in the mirror couldn’t even look back at herself without being disgusting.

Suddenly a knock at your door makes you jump slightly snapping you clean out of your thoughts. “sweetheart? Are you in there? It’s only me” the voice rang in and out of your ears. You knew exactly who it was it was, it was Cedric. "You seem to be having a rough day" he spoke up again. "Do you wish to talk about it?" Quickly you tried wiping your eyes clean removing any of the remaining mascara staining your cheeks and areas under your eyes as you slowly turned the knob of your door to open it. You had forgotten, hadn’t you? You weren’t covering your arms, how could you forget? As soon as you opened the door you were greeted with a warm smile, his signature inviting smile however there was concern in his expression his eyes widening as he saw your arms and the way your face was delicately stained with mascara and dried tears. Why hadn’t he noticed the signs sooner? He gulped guilt over washing him as he stepped into your room closing the door behind him. “You said you were fine, what’s going on darling?” His voice broke, he was hurt, hurt that he wasn’t there for you when you needed him. You followed his gaze down to your arms, how could you be so stupid? Tears began welling up in your eyes once more as you suddenly gripped onto his school jumper sobbing into his chest. You two stood there embracing each other. Cedric's arms were securely wrapped around your shoulders not letting go. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you when you needed me." Your boyfriend whispered raising his hand to try and wipe away the tears streaming down your cheeks your grip only tightening on his jumper.

You and Cedric had now settled on your bed his hand gently holding your shoulder. You had finally told Cedric everything, you had told him how you felt about your body - you had also told him about how you’ve been feeling. "You're not alone, I promise I'll never be so blind as to not notice when you start struggling again." "I'm sorry." you mustered to say, you're gaze shifting to the side, soon enough Cedric lifted his hand from your shoulder placing it on your cheek. "look at me" He spoke softly, comforting you with his soft tone, as you did finally look at him he opened his mouth to speak. "none of this is your fault. I promise whenever you need me I'll always be here for you, forever."

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hrts4scarr · 3 months

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⭑ f1 ⭑ hp ⭑ blurbs ⭑ headcanons ⭑ fluff ⭑ smut ⭑ boy x girl ⭑ age gap (not super big tho.) ⭑ social media au ⭑ person x female reader ⭑ kinks (not super kinky.)

— what i don't write !!

⭑ angst (maybe if im in an angsty mood, but otherwise, no) ⭑ boy x boy (not that im not homophobic, im js not comfortable with writing stuff like that and nor writing original drivers x drivers) (to be fair i love gay relationships. like HEARTSTOPPER, HELLO??) ⭑ anything that has any hate towards to ANY drivers. ⭑ driver/person x oc (i only write person x reader!) ⭑ eating disorders ⭑ self-harm ⭑ mental/physical illness ⭑ cheating ⭑ incest

— drivers i write for !!

⭑ charles leclerc 16 ⭑ carlos sainz 55 ⭑ lando norris 4 ⭑ oscar piastri 81 ⭑ max verstappen 33/1 ⭑ daniel riccardo 3 ⭑ lewis hamilton 44 ⭑ logan sargeant 2 ⭑ kimi raikkonen 7 ⭑ jenson button 22 ⭑ sebastian vettel 5 ⭑ fernando alonso 14 (these are the drivers i feel comfy with writing, i might do other drivers tho)

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— pjo characters i write for !!

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⭑ mattheo riddle ⭑ theodore nott ⭑ lorenzo berkshire ⭑ tom riddle ⭑ harry potter ⭑ hermione granger ⭑ cedric diggory ⭑ luna lovegood ⭑ ginny weasley (probably more too but these also are js my main ones)

— mcu characters i write for !!

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— x-men characters i write for !!

⭑ alex summers (havok) ⭑ scott summers (cyclops) ⭑ jean grey (dark phoenix) ⭑ james/logan howlett (wolverine) ⭑ charles xavier (professor x) | before x-men: apocalypse ⭑ erik lehnsherr (magneto) ⭑ raven (mystique) (more but are js my main ones)

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a-constant-gay-panic · 2 years

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Genres I'll write:

fluff

angst

smut

I can and will ignore/not write something (even if it is one of the genres listed above) if I see fit. this could be due to me not feeling comfortable writing about it, finding it offensive/insensitive etc. if that is the case, please just accept the fact and move on.

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Type of fics I'll write:

one shots

drabbles

imagines

song!fics

multi chapter fics

AUs

dark!fics

Not sure if I'm missing anything.

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Who I'll write for:

— Golden trio era —

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Ginny Weasley

George Weasley

Fred Weasley

Luna Lovegood

Cedric Diggory

Pansy Parkinson

Draco Malfoy (depending on the request)

— Marauders era —

James Potter

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Regulus Black

Lily Evans

Peter Pettigrew

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Bellatrix Black/Lestrange

Tom Riddle

Narcissa Black/Malfoy

— Losers Club —

Beverly Marsh

Bill Denbrough

Richie Tozier

Stanley Uris

Mike Hanlan

Eddie Kaspbrak

Ben Hanscom

— Bowers Gang —

Henry Bowers

Victor Criss

Patrick Hockstetter

Reginald (Belch) Huggins

STRANGER THINGS

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

001 / Henry Creel

Max Mayfield

Robin Buckley

Billy Hargrove

Will Byers

OTHER FICTIONAL CHARACTERS

Peter Parker (tasm & mcu)

Wanda and Pietro Maximoff (mcu)

Elio Perlman (cmbyn)

Hal (The king)

Rue Bennett (Euphoria)

Rodrick Heffley (diary of a wimpy kid)

CELEBRITIES

Either because I write for their fictional character/s or because I just feel like it:

Jenna Ortega

Sadie Sink

Sophia Lillis

Timothée Chalamet

Finn Wolfhard

Zendaya

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Types of Readers I’ll write for:

In regards to fluff, smut and angst:

fem!reader

gn!reader

male!reader (however I'm not the most experienced in this)

plus sized!reader

In regards to smut, specifically, I will write sub!reader but primarily dom!reader as I have more experience with this.

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Sexual harassment/abuse

Self Harm

ED's

Con-noncon / noncon

Illegal age gaps (a minor and an adult together)

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luvendiary · 2 years

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Request Rules <3

Hi! So this is where you can refer to if you have doubts about making requests!

Requests are open!

What I’m not willing to write:

Smut (I can get suggestive tho)

Character x character

Self-Harm

Suicide

Gore

Sexual Assault

Rape

Pedophilia

Poly Relationships

All readers will be female unless requested or stated otherwise. If the character or fandom you want to request is not in the list, don’t hesitate to ask!

I am most comfortable writing fem x male.

Marvel:

Peter Parker (Tom’s and Andrew’s version)

Pietro Maximoff

Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes

Sam Wilson

Loki

How to Train your Dragon:

Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III

Eret, son of Eret

Avatar the Last Airbender:

Zuko

Aang

Sokka

Katara

Haru

Harry Potter:

Harry Potter

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

Cedric Diggory

Oliver Wood

Charlie Weasley

Bill Weasley

Regulus Black

James Potter

Newt Scammander

Lee Jordan

Blaise Zabini

Theo Nott

Mattheo Riddle

Next Gen Too

Star Wars:

Anakin Skywalker

Luke Skywalker

Kylo Ren

Poe Dameron

Obi Wan-Kenobi

Percy Jackson:

Percy Jackson

Jason Grace

Leo Valdez

Frank Zhang

Charles Beckendorf

Travis Stoll

Connor Stoll

Epic (2013):

Nod

Voltron:

Keith Kogane

Lance McClain

Miraculous Ladybug:

Adrien Agreste / Chat Noir

Luka Couffaine / Viperion

Narnia:

Peter Pevensie

Edmund Pevensie

Caspian X

Gravity Falls:

Dipper Pines

Stranger Things:

Steve Harrington

Jonathan Byers

Eddie Munson

OBX

John B

Thanks for reading! <3

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pariahsparadise · 2 years

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ghosts | c.d.

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pairings: cedric diggory x gn!reader

a/n: i'm not the best at angst (but not for lack of trying)

massive trigger warnings: character death, self harm, self injury, swearing, angst angst angst

wc: 1k

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It’s been a week since the world ended.

Not that it feels that way exactly, because everyone seems to be moving on already. There’s already talks of gossip, seeds of doubt creeping into everyone’s minds- is Harry lying? How could they trust a 14 year olds words? Was he the one to kill Cedric, just to win the cup?

You don’t want the answer to the last question. You want it erased from your brain, but you can’t, can’t get rid of it. It’s everywhere you look, the glaring doubt about how it all happened, how could you have let this happen? You knew this tournament was dangerous from the start and had even told Ced so, why had you let him convince you? You should’ve pushed harder, you should’ve talked him out of entering, you should’ve saved him.

It isn’t just the shadow in the mirror who thinks this, it’s everyone. Wherever you go, whispers and accusations follow, you were the person closest to him, after all. If anyone had been able to stop him, prevent this, it would have been you. What you can’t tell them is that you fucking agree, that it’s hurting you worse than they could have imagined, that you’re sick of living in the skin of someone so fucking despicable. Your knives trace red into the skin where his lips used to trail, cutting into the wrists he once kissed down slowly, gently, with such care you felt like porcelain. He’s claimed you, heart and soul, your body branded with his name over and over, reinforced with every fleeting touch the two of you shared.

Cedric. Cedric. Cedric.

“Cedric?”

“Who else would it be?”

Your breath catches as you look at him, standing in front of you casually, as if he’s about to walk you to class. His dirty-blonde hair is ruffled but still perfect, his Hufflepuff tie is loose, and his face isn’t as scarred as it was anymore. Not as scarred as it was at-

“-your funeral. You’re dead. You died in the Maze. What the fuck is- is this?”

Cedric looks amused, and it does alleviate some of the strain on your heart, some of the tension in your welling, unshed tears, “I’m right here, love. How could I be here if I died in the maze?”

He smiles. You’re being ridiculous.

You smile.

You kiss him, and he’s real, the floodgates open and your tears spill, red leaks from your wrists, but he’s wrapping his arms around you and it’s Cedric. And it’s perfect.

“Who all know?” You ask him, hands now tightly on both sides of his waist, pinching hard, not wanting to let go for even a second.

“No one but you, and I’d like to keep it that way. Harry’s right about You-Know-Who being the one after me. Is it alright if I lay low here for a while? I’ll be quiet, I promise, you won’t even know that I’m-”

“You can always stay here,” you whisper, your hands crushing into his hip bones but he doesn’t even wince, “Please.”

You spend the next month with him, revelling in his company after having it permanently (or so you believed) taken from you. The two of you settle into domesticity, he wraps your wounds and cooks breakfast, you stroke his hair and kiss his scars, the two of you free-falling down a one way path to the most toxic codependency, but you don’t care, you just can’t. You have Cedric back, see, and that’s all you need. You can keep his secret, you can keep him safe this time, fix what you had broken before.

That’s until Amos visits.

“I see you’ve got two plates set up already,” he greets, new wrinkles on his skin, eyebags sagging deeper with the grief they now hold. “How’d you know I was coming?”

“Lucky guess?” You say a little panickedly, whirling around to look at the table where you were sitting with Cedric, but he’s already gone. Quick on his feet, that one is.

Amos slides into the chair and you take the one across from him, and you finally talk to the man you always hoped would become your father-in-law. It’s the first time you’ve spoken to somebody outside of Cedric for a while now, and evidently it’s his too; he leaves sentences unfinished and can’t meet your eyes, his own overtaken by the ghosts of his follies.

And then they overflow, tears dripping out from them quicker than you can process and your heart cracks in two, the slowly healing crevice splitting open once more as you rush to his side, reliving the sight of Cedric’s body before you and you’re crying too, just remembering how weak and broken he had looked.

But Amos is crying harder.

So, you tell him. It’s only fair. Cedric wouldn’t mind, Amos is his father. Cedric loves his father.

You don’t understand why Amos starts howling, clutching at his chest like you just ripped his heart out of it, why he’s looking right at you when he sobs, why he shouts,

“Oh God. Oh, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, oh God-” he cuts himself off to take a gasp of air, filling his lungs with air and guilt, because his son will never fill his own again, “-Y/N, he’s gone. We saw his body, he’s gone, you need to see that.”

“Y/N, Cedric is dead.”

You kick Amos out, his howls scratching away at your head, grating your skin, he’s lying, he’s lying, he has to be, because if he isn’t, it means Cedric is. You scream for your boyfriend, ransacking through your entire house, searching for him, screaming your throat raw.

You never see him again.

You never stop looking.

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this made more sense in my head sorry

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pepper-up-potion · 3 years

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I’ve got the time (Cedric Diggory x gn!reader)

Summary: Cedric stays up with you until you’re ready to tell him what’s wrong.

Warnings: Sad reader, maybe a little insecure. Some angst I guess but it’s more fluff. Reader and Cedric live together (not sure if that needs a warning but I’ll put it just to be safe). Probably grammar mistakes because I didn’t proofread it. Let me know if I’m missing any.

Word count: 1331

A/n: This is sooooooo self indulgent. I hope it brings comfort to others too. I’ve been wanting to write for Cedric since I started writing. He’s one of my comfort characters and I thought he was very fitting for this fic.

Cedric peaked his head around the doorframe looking down at you. You sat with your back supported by the kitchen cupboards below the sink and your legs stretched out in a “v” on the hardwood floor.

“Don’t.” you growled as you spotted him out of the corner of your eye. Cedric didn’t flinch. He didn’t move. He didn’t say a thing. He just continued to look at you.

You took a deep inhale, your nostrils widening as air filled your lungs. You let out a loud exhale, almost like an exasperated sigh. You turned your head away from the doorway, blocking Cedric from your field of vision.

You first spotted Cedric’s shadow on the cupboard in front of you before you saw him in your vision once more. He quietly settled across from you, imitating your position by leaning on the oven door and spreading out his legs.

The room remained silent for quite some time. Minutes passed and Cedric never pushed you to tell him what was going on, and you never explained to him what was wrong.

Eventually Cedric placed his palms flat on the ground by his side and used them to push off and start to stand, presumably heading back to bed.

“Don’t.” You pleaded this time. You spoke hurriedly, almost in a panic. Cedric slowly controlled himself back down to the ground and looked at you with curiosity. While you were sure he was worried about you, after waking up to an empty bed, only to find you laying on the kitchen floor; you still felt a comforting certitude in his presence. It’s like Cedric was communicating to you that he was here for you even if he didn’t quite know how to be. Maybe that’s why he hadn’t said anything for the past fifteen minutes.

You finally peeled your eyes from the cracks in the wooden floor to Cedric’s face. His eyes widened excitedly for a moment, before he returned to a soft and neutral stare.

“I couldn’t sleep.” Your voice was rough and weaker than you’d hoped. Cedric nodded once but offered no other response. Maybe he was prompting you to continue or perhaps he was simply acknowledging your statement. Which ever it was, you fell silent again.

Cedric repeated his movements to help him stand, finally getting onto his feet. He reached for the metal kettle on the stove and walked over to the sink. You shifted a little for him to be able to stand in front of the sink. He shot a sympathetic glance to you as the kettle filled with water. After placing it on the stove and starting the burner, he opened the cupboard next to the stove and pulled out two mugs, setting them on the counter.

Shooting you one last soft and loving look Cedric walked out of the kitchen and out of sight. His look reassured you that he would come back. You heard shuffling in the living room before Cedric’s head peaked into the kitchen. He frowned and scanned the kitchen pretending to look for you. Finally he moves his gaze down to you and jumps back, pretending to be startled.

A short lived fit of giggles slipped past your lips unexpectedly. Cedric’s eyes went bright, like a kid in a candy store. He walked over to you and stepped over your first leg to stand between your spread legs. He had two large blankets tucked under one arm. He stretched out his free arm silently asking you to take his hand. The uncomfortable hardwood floor was starting to stiffen your muscles, you thought maybe it would be good to stretch your legs a little.

Grabbing his hand, Cedric gently pulled you off the floor and onto your feet. Cedric interlaced your hands and guided you out of the kitchen and out into the backyard. He prompted you to sit into one of the lawn chairs before wrapping one of the blankets around your shoulders and tucking in around your legs. He pushed a strand of hair out of your face before pressing a soft kiss on your forehead.

“Thought the fresh air could do you some good.” He whispered. His voice was as comforting as a warm embrace. Tears started to sting your eyes. You dipped your head avoiding his gaze. He squeezed your shoulder before walking back into the house.

You fiddled with the hem of your blanket and let a few tears slide down your cheeks as you waited. He came back out holding two hot cups of tea. You graciously wrapped your hands around the mug. Your fingers tingled as the heat warmed your cold hands.

Cedric sat in the chair next to you and wrapped a blanket around his legs with his free hand. He held his mug out for you to clink with yours. He then raised his mug as if to say cheers before taking a sip of his tea and nodding. The whole sight was adorable, you smiled a little for the first time in a while.

“It’s just right, not too hot.” He sounded proud of himself, like he knew the tea he made wouldn’t cause you more harm.

You took a sip and closed your eyes as the hot liquid warmed your chest. The tea was sweet and gentle, like a hand cupping a cheek. You drank it slowly, every sip loosening the tight knot in your chest. You inhaled deeply, the cool air contrasting with the warm tea. The fresh and sharp feeling of the air in your lungs made you feel alive. Cedric placed his hand on your knee, he didn’t say anything, just wanted you to know he was still there, still with you.

“Can you not sleep?” You asked after your mind had drifted to the early hour of the morning.

“No, I can.” He stated simply.

“Then shouldn’t you be doing that?” There was a sudden pang in your chest as you realized he was staying up for you.

“I could, but I thought you’d like a little company.” His voice was soft and compassionate, there wasn’t a hint of bitterness or annoyance like you might have expected. Cedric had never done anything for you to suppose him to be angry but maybe you were just assuming the worst.

“I don’t want you to lose sleep because of me.” You said feeling guilty.

Cedric downed the rest of his tea, set it on the ground next to the chair before turning to face you. It was the first time that night that you really looked at him. The first time that night that you saw the care, the sincerity, the certainty in his eyes. “You’re not an inconvenience my love.” His voice was so solid, so sure of itself, like a forteresse.

Your breath hitched in your throat. You felt your face contort into a shocked dazed look before your whole body went limp like goo. Tears ran down your cheeks, you pulled your hand up to cover your mouth as a sob loudly broke the silence.

Cedric got out of his seat and kneeled in front of yours, pulling you into a hug. The position was awkward and uncomfortable so you slid onto the ground next to him. He pulled you into his chest, wrapping you tightly as you sobbed. The only time Cedric moved was to plant the occasional kiss on your forehead.

Eventually your sobs turned into small hiccups and eventually you calmed down. Cedric played with your hair as a peaceful silence took over, the only sound was the crickets in the distance.

“Want to tell me what’s going on?” It was hesitant. He squeezed your shoulder, silently telling you it was okay if you didn’t want to.

“It might take a while.” You answered with a little joking tone. The sky was becoming a light navy blue as the sun started to wake up.

Cedric smiled. “I’ve got the time. For you, I always do.”

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inner-sparkle-inner-writings · 2 years

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Welcome!!!

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I’m open to write many fandoms and characters!!! Requests will always be open, I just have a few ground set rules/guidelines to go over before we get started:

Star Wars

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Harry Potter

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• Fred & George Weasly

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The Office

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The Outsiders

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The Maze Runner

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• Sam

• Castiel

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• Crowley

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• rape scenes

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• yanderes

• polygamy relationships

• toxic relationships

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• character x character shipping

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theshiningg · 4 years

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the boy who learned how to love

part two to “the boy who was conceited”

hogwarts au

kinda angst, kinda fluff?

draco x slytherin!reader

warning: depressed reader, vague description about self harm, fight against parent

word count: 2.2k

you spent weeks isolated away from the slytherin table and stayed with cedric, after apologizing for disappearing during the ball, despite the black mark on your arm. luckily, since it was winter time, it was easier to hide the mark under a sweater or long sleeved shirt. most days, you would hide in the room of requirements, crying, about the stinging sensation present on your arm or stay dazed and out of it until someone snaps you out.

“y/n,” you hum as you look up at cedric, “what’s up?” he grabs your hand, thankfully not the arm with the mark, and caresses it. “if you’re not okay, just tell me so i can help you.” you put your other hand on top of large one, “thank you, but i’m fine. honestly, just a little overwhelmed with school work.” cedric smiles at you lovingly and then kisses your forehead. you wrap your arms around his waist, “i’m sorry i’m being so selfish. i just had to make everything about me when you’re the one in the triwizard tournament.” his fingers twirl around in your hair as you both continue to embrace, “it’s alright love, you matter more.”

during your classes, all of which you shared with draco malfoy, you sat next to daphne while pansy sat next to draco. you stare down at your paper, not having anything written on your notes. daphne glances over at you in pity and hands you her notes at the end of class, “finish your notes y/n. just return them to me later.” you flash a small smile to her before walking out of the class. cedric waits for you to exit your class and when he sees you, he grabs your bag. the both of you walk down to the courtyard.

a month passes, which included christmas and the new years, finally reaching january. “ced, do you know what your next task is?” he brushes his fingers through your hair, “i believe it has something to do with the black lake.” you look up to think, “what can it be?” your eyes meet his and a smile arises on both of your faces. “my god, you’re adorable.” he says as he cups your face. “enough, it’s absolutely putrid to see you all lovey dovey.” you sit up to see draco, his face contorts into a snide look, “hey diggory, how’s the bet going?” you stare at draco, “what are you talking about?” he scoffs, “oh you didn’t know? diggory here made a bet with his friends that he could get a slytherin to fall for him.”

“y/n it’s not true, don’t believe them.”

it felt as if everything was going in slow motion. like you were falling off the astronomy tower and no one was there to catch you. your eyes appeared hurt but it was like you knew it would happen. you back away from the boys until you bump into a tall red head, “oi, you alright l/n?” not wanting to look at him, you shake your head, “no.” the yellow scarf on your neck stayed vibrant as you ripped it off and dropped it on the floor.

it was lunch time and you never left your shared room with pansy and daphne. the both of them stayed by your side, occasionally leaving to eat and bring you back food. you didn’t feel the need to cry so you just laid on your bed, feeling betrayed.

pansy and daphne finally convince you to get out of bed as you go to your last class of the day. watching the floor as you walk, you ignore the faces around you. you bump into a tall figure, not watching where you go. “y/n, it did start as a bet but i actually fell for you. i love you, don’t believe anything that weasel says.” he starts to say your name when you interrupt him, “but do you? or do you like the idea of having someone? because i really, i really needed someone.” you walk around him and let your feet lead you wherever, not caring about your final class.

walking up the stairs to the astronomy tower, the wind gusts blow strongly. you reach the top and stand by the railing. your eyes stay closed and arms open wide as the wind blows through your hair. you roll up your sleeves to see your dark mark, bulging and red, throbbing. you scratch at it until it starts to bleed with long strokes. draco walks up the stairs and notices you staring off lifelessly with a bloodied arm. going in and out of consciousness from blood loss, you fall over, luckily into draco’s arms. his eyes widen at your scratched up mark. he lifts you up bridal style and takes you to professor snape’s office.

you wake up and sit up in bed. you feel his presence in his room as you lay in his bed. “i appreciate your help,” you speak hoarsely, “but next time, just leave me there to die.” your arm had appeared to be bandaged up but you could still feel the throbbing from the mark. you grab your robe and shoes before walking out the door, leaving the platinum haired boy speechless.

people stared at you as you walked through the halls with your head down and bandaged arm. cedric sees you and jogs up to you. “y/n, what happened?” you let out a deep sigh, “cedric. i think we should breakup, it’s for the better.”

“y/n, no. our relationship started as a bet but i really love you.” cedric says almost desperately. “i do too. that’s why i have to let you go. the first boy to ever love me, my first kiss, my happiness.” you let out as a whisper. you peck his cheek softly and walk away to conceal your tears.

you spend the next couple of weeks in bed, only moving to go to the bathroom or eat food pansy or daphne brings for you. staring out the underwater window, you clear your mind of thoughts. with your mind fogged up with random thoughts, you don’t notice the two poeple sitting on the common room couch. raising your head, you notice them. “y/n! why haven’t you been attending your classes!” your father yells. you just reply with a simple, “i’m done.”

“what do you mean, ‘i’m done.’” he replies sarcastically. “it means i’m done with this bullshit-“ you barely finish your sentence before getting slapped right across your face, the slap echoing through the room, turning the heads of other students. your cheek bleeds from the cut your father gave you from his ring and you turn your head back to glare at your father. he pulls his wand out and corners you to a wall while sticking his wand on your neck. “kill me. kill me coward.” you let out as angry huffs of air erupts from your nose. you don’t let your stare leave your fathers until a figure steps in front of you. “mr. l/n, i’m going to have to ask you to leave.” your father scoffs, “got the malfoy boy on your side now? at least you’ve done one thing right.” your hand clutches you wand, shaking ever so softly. your mother apparates away with your father as you finally let out a shaky breath.

the cut on your cheek drips blood ever so slowly but you stare at the place your parents once stood. draco turns around to examine your cheek, he cups your cheeks in his hands. snapping out of your daze, you pull back and let out a soft thanks as you walk back to your room, planning on never leaving again. but before you could reach your door, draco pulls you into another awkward hug, mouth close to your ear. you squirm in his grip, “draco please, let-“

“run away with me.” you stop squirming at his offer. “we can run away to paris and live our lives out there.”

you gasp quietly. “what about school.” you whisper back.

“screw school. you can go to beaubaxtons. so let’s run away and never look back.” he continues to hug you and not let you reject his proposal, “we leave on saturday. so collect your things and say your goodbyes.”

the next couple of days, you pack and tell your friends about your leave. first you start with cedric, thanking him for loving you even though it started as a bet. next was pansy and daphne, for taking care of you when you were at your lowest. last was the golden trio, for not seeing the bad in you.

it was saturday night, after dinner, when you and draco gathered all your things and snuck through the castle. but before leaving, you told draco to wait for you while you visit professor dumbledore once more. you climb the staircase and see him jotting notes. “ah miss l/n, to what do i owe the visit?” you give him a secure smile, “i’ll be leaving hogwarts, professor. and i’ll be taking draco with me. i just wanted to thank you for being the best professor. i wish you the best with harry.” he flashes you a closed lipped smile as well, “as do i, miss l/n.”

you turn the corner to find draco frantically running. he spots you and runs up to you. “what’s wrong?” he pulls you into his chest, “i thought you left me.” draco pulls away from you and you grab his hand, “let’s go.”

draco buys two tickets for the midnight train as you walk around hogwarts station. by eleven thirty, the both of you board the train and sit in one compartment. draco puts your things into the storage as you stare out at the life you were leaving behind. for most of the ride, you stare out of the window while draco reads the daily prophet, both sitting side by side. you quietly lean your head against draco’s shoulder and grab his hand, gently, rubbing your thumb across it as you fall asleep.

the next time you wake up, you’re already arriving at kings cross station with draco now leaning against you and sleeping. he continues to hold your hand in his sleep until you wake him up. “draco,” you whisper, “we’re here.”

before you know it, you and draco has already traveled from london to paris, and arrive at his summer home. “we’ll stay here until we can move to somewhere else.” you nod and settle in his guest bedroom as he goes to his room.

that night after dinner, you lay on your bed and read a book. that’s until you hear screaming from the other room, which made you grab your wand and follow the noise. you end up at draco’s room and see him thrashing around in his bed. walking up to him, you sit on the bed and brush your fingers through his hair. “draco. draco, wake up.” you barely whisper. he lets out a gasp as he wakes up with tears sliding down his face and embraces you. “they were hurting you, and you were screaming, so loudly.” draco gasps in between each word. “i’m fine draco, i’m here, aren’t i?” he nods while sniffling, “so lay down, it’s alright.” he shifts and lays down. “i’m alright draco, so go to sleep.” you say as you stand up to leave his room. but before you could leave, he grabs your hand. “don’t leave me, don’t leave me y/n.” you nod and lay down next him. “everything will be better now, draco. believe me.” he hums a melody as you hold him close to your chest.

a couple years later, you wake up to a rustling noise next to you. he looks over at you, “oh y/n, did i wake you?” you shake your head, “it’s alright. where are you going?”

“i was gonna go make a breakfast in bed for you. but looks like you’re already awake.” you chuckle. “come back to bed.” you reply, “no, i’m going to make breakfast.” you pout at his reply, “i’ll let you be little spoon.” you speak again. his expression turns from a small smile to an larger one as he undresses again to lay in bed.

with your arms wide open, he lays down with his back facing you, curled up into a ball. your hand drags itself through his hair as your legs intertwine with his. he turns around to look at you and then snuggles himself into your neck. “y/n?” you hum, acknowledging his question, “i love you,” your eyes widen, “i love you so much. i couldn’t have done anything without you.” for the first time since you’ve met draco, he finally said i love you. small sniffles erupt from you as tears fall down your cheeks. not tears of sadness but of joyous happiness. your sniffles echo through the quiet room as he sits up to look at you surprised.

with tearful eyes, you grab his hand and rub your thumb across it before embracing him tightly. he leaves small kisses on your neck as you think of what to say to his first confession. you let go of him and imprint a smile on your face as he stares at you.

“thank you for saving me draco, i love you too.”

a/n: hi lol. no matter how many times i proofread this, it sucks in all honesty. sorry this post is so spontaneous, i had a ton of school work lol. anyways, thanks for reading my stories.

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silentxoxaria · 3 years

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headcanons and imagine requests: Open!

edited last: june 28, 2021

writer: Aria she:they

(requests will be posted here on tumblr and not on my Wattpad, Ao3, or insta)

Feel free to be as specific and creative as you’d like with your request.

If you do request something, make sure you’ve read over the rules. I may decline to do a request if it’s something I don’t write (or if it’s something I’m not comfortable writing).

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-request as many characters as you wish!

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i mostly write Fluff but i can try, Romance, Humor, Horror

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I write predominantly female reader stuff but i am trying to write more gender-neutral stuff.

SFW (at best I write mildly suggestive content but never down right smut)/ FLUFF / ANGST are completely okay!

**DON'TS (Trigger Warning)

No smut/NSFW (i don’t really know how to write it i’m sorry, but once i do i will open that option!).

WEIRD AGE GAPS

NONCON

INC//ST

Self harm

pregnancy

poly (No bad reason behind this one… I just can’t pull it off :’) maybe will write it in the future if I practice, who knows)

yandere

Unhealthy relationships to an extent

who i current write & taking requests for (list may added on in the future):

Marvel

Bucky Barnes

Pietro and Peter Maximoff

Stephen Strange

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

The Outsiders

Dallas Winston

Steve Randle

Sodapop Curtis

Ponyboy Curtis

Stand By Me

Chris Chambers

Teddy Duchamp

Stranger Thing

Billy Hargrove

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Jonathan Byers

Supernatural

Castiel

Gabriel

Sam Winchester

Dean Winchester

Harry Potter

Cedric Diggory

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Remus Lupin (marauders era)

Sirius Black (marauders era)

James Potter (marauders era)

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ccelinewritess · 4 years

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say love—draco malfoy

pairing - (hufflepuff! reader) draco malfoy x reader, cedric diggory x reader

word count- 4.3k

warnings- cheating? toxic relationships? curse words? my lack of diverse grammar? spelling? not heavily revised? yes this has it allll.

quick note: cho, the reader, and draco are all in the fifth year, cedric is two years older (cause idfc what villain i make this boy out to be he is not dead) anyways ilu and hope you are well. here we go.

y/n was sweet, kind, compassionate, gorgeous and smart, so when she caught the eye of cedric diggory a year earlier he made it his personal mission to get her to go out with him, even on one date.

when she finally caved in they went on one date. then a second, a second turned into a third. he asked her out officially, she met his parents, you know how the story goes. well perhaps not, and there was no happily ever after with cedric. certainly not as hot tears ran down her cheeks as she watched her boyfriend of a year, hand caressing her face, kissing cho chang like a moth to a flame, hungry for more. prefects duties my ass- she thought as her pure devastation dragged her away from the scene, her original presence going unnoticed. anger was boiling through her blood and she lost track of where she was going, until she ended up in the library somehow. y/n loved reading and spent countless hours in the room, and she certainly didn’t want to be in the common room when her not-so-loyal boyfriend would be returning shortly enough. so instead she shrunk down, back against a bookcase, knees tucked into arms, and let the sadness and confusion take over. she didn’t even hear the library doors open once again over her sobs.

the last thing draco malfoy expected to see that night in the library while grabbing a book was the friendly hufflepuff girl y/n. and especially not with tear stained cheeks and glossy eyes. draco would never tell her, but he was always captivated by her, she was to kind and trusting for her own good.

“er- im sorry for uh- interrupting” his voice startled her at first.

“no im sorry” she said wiping her tears. “i should be in my common room, not crying like a child in the library.”

when he sat down next to her it was nice, he wasn’t too close but the company was enjoyable, even if it was temporary. “well I know we aren’t friends, like at all, but if you’d like to talk about whatever is making you cry in the library at one in the morning, im not a bad listener”

she wasn’t even considering talking to draco. not in the slightest, but she didn’t have anyone else to talk to. she couldn’t talk to her parents, they would fly out to hogwarts and personally hex the boy. and she had spent so much time hanging out with cedric that she didn’t have any other close friends she could talk to. maybe talking to a stranger would be best. draco found it quite cute that she hadn’t noticed she had zoned out, but before he got to admire her more she looked back up at him “fine”

“you need to understand that i am still confused, completely.” that’s how it started. she told him about how cedric lied about where he was, and how she went to surprise him, and how when she turned the corner she saw him and cho, practically swallowing eachothers faces. at some point in her story draco opened his arms and she fell into them, tears still sliding down from her eyes. she did find this odd at first, of all the reputations draco held, hugger was not one.

by the times she cried all the tears she could, draco walked her back to the common room. as he pulled her back into another hug he whispered in her ear “meet me in the courtyard before breakfast?” she could only muffle a response into his sweater. as they released themselves from eachother a minute later, she watched him walk away down further into the dungeon. it took her mere seconds to fall asleep that night.

when she saw the blonde boy the next morning alone in the almost empty courtyard, she made her way over to him, as fast as her legs could carry her without running. he looked happy to see her, but she didn’t wait to get to the point.

“about last night, you haven’t told anyone yet have you? it’s just that id like to hear what happened from cedric before people find out.”

“ofcourse not love. im a slytherin, not an asshole. speaking of cedric you need to break up with him.” he was hesitant with both the nickname and the proposition, considering that before last night they had practically never spoken.

it was now her turn to be hesitant. “but what if she kissed him though, you know, maybe it’s all a big misunderstanding” y/n was always looking for the best in people, but maybe cheating was cedrics best, she hated to think it.

“y/n! you saw him kiss her back didn’t you? there was no denial from cedrics side right? i know you look for the positives but sometimes it’s not a shame to realize not everyone’s perfect. and you deserve someone who values you” it was harsh in a way, but true. he continued to encourage her until she realized if she didn’t now, cedric would continue to go on these midnight strolls, faking prefect duties and kissing other girls.

when she entered the great hall she immediately stormed over to cedric, who was in deep conversation with his friends. when she butted in to ask if she could speak to him the emotions of the night before threatened to arise within her again. dracos words floated in her head. maybe it wasn’t such a bad thing, even the hogwarts “it” boy had flaws. he was insecure which led to jealousy, he could sometimes be insensitive, and the newest to the collection, he was a cheater. and he sure as hell wasnt going to admit to it if she asked.

once he finally acknowledged her presence with a smile she began.

“cedric, may i speak to you, alone” she glanced at his friends at the last word.

“just say it aloud, im sure the boys don’t mind” he really didn’t know what was coming.

“im not sure you want me to talk about this with your friend around”

“come on darling”

well here goes nothing.

“if you say so. we’re over. don’t try to defend yourself and act all innocent cause I know a lot more than you think. just a tip in the future if you want to have a successful relationship do not go make out with other girls in the middle of the night in random corridors, or at least breakup with your girlfriend first. asshole” y/n was sweating and cedric was pale and speechless.

y/n’s rant had gathered many eyes from across the room. as she walked back towards draco who was waiting at the end of the aisle he couldn’t help but smile and whisper “you are a baddass, come eat at slytherin, then?” when they got across the room, people were confused but no one would ever say no to draco or his friends. blaise zabani seem unbothered at her presence but kind nonetheless, pansy on the other hand, jealous that dracos eyes were for once not on her.

over the next few weeks a friendship began to grow between y/n l/n and draco malfoy. they were sitting together in classes, studying together, eating meals at eachothers tables and all around enjoying eachothers company. little did y/n know that as the seasons changed, so did dracos feelings for her. she was so undeniably amazing in every way imaginable, something draco had never came across in his life.

on this particular evening they were walking around the black lake on the cool evening with the pink and orange sky on the horizon. deep conversations were common between the pair and tonight was no exception. “do you still love him?” the question shocked her at first, and she thought deeply about her answer before responding. “i don’t know honestly, a part of me probably still does. and it’s not like I’ve never had things not work before, but how people leave always stays. i hate to say it, but a part of me wants revenge. i just want him to feel some sort of pain, even just jealousy as dark and twisted as that is.” a comfortable silence fell once again before he broke it after a few minutes. “it’s not as dark as you might think, actually. and if you want him to feel jealous i have an idea that could benefit us both you just need to be open minded.”

draco malfoy wanted her to do what?

“what does fake dating even mean? how do you even do that” she questioned

“i mean just convince people we are dating, cedric will be jealous and it will get pansy of my back for two minutes. all you’d have to do is hold my hand, wear my scarf, come to my quidditch games and parties with me, anything else” he asked

“we could probably go to hogsmeade togther, cedric will be fuming, thank you draco” she said before kissing his cheek making his face go a brilliant red.

yet again draco had her doing things she wouldn’t do in a thousand years, but maybe she needed a change. plus he seemed to have this quite planned out and there was no harm in trying. “if you really think this could work, then fine, I’ll do it.”

draco would never admit it, but he was embarrassingly excited that she agreed.

the next morning their hopefully “master” plan would begin, but that night for the first time in a long time, draco couldn’t sleep whatsoever. he tried counting sheep, drinking tea, every sleeping position and yet he couldn’t get y/n out of his mind. she was so pretty, and smart, and kind. he had trouble even imagining what kind of delusional cedric was to let her go. if she was his- and not fake his, he would do everything to keep her happy and never see her like he did in the library only three weeks ago. in the end, she was just a rose in the hands who had no intention of keeping her. after even more attempts, he finally drifted off into a deep, and dreamless sleep.

once y/n finally got enough motivation to roll her self out of bed for the last day of classes before the weekend the conversation from the night before entered her brain. was this going to work? everything that could possibly go wrong played over and over again. what if cedric never got jealous? would they be forty and still fake dating? she thankfully got out of her head when she saw draco waiting for her outside the hufflepuff common room. “well good morning love” he said before placing a ginger kiss to her forehead, no one was around to watch, and she didn’t recall that being in the verbal agreement, but to be completely honest, it was nice.

they were both nervous and for different reasons. draco knew better than anyone that if word of this so called relationship to his parents, they would flip. everyone knew the malfoy’s had very strong morals and were extremely racist, and no matter how much he liked her, they would never approve of the halfblood hufflepuff. y/n knew pansy would be up her ass, and there was no guarantee that this would work, she also wasn’t huge on attention, and this was not exactly going to make her any less of a subject around the hogwarts grounds.

speaking of hogwarts, was the walk from hufflepuff to the great hall that long? was her hand sweating or was she imagining it? dracos long fingers were intertwined with hers and they talked about everything and nothing as they made there way to breakfast.

once they arrived, few heads turned, as many were still engaged in conversation, much to the satisfaction of y/n. dracos green eyes immediately made harsh contact with cedrics grey eyes and they made their way to the slytherin table, where pansy’ dirty glares would go unnoticed y/n.

the day trudged along slowly. in the classes with draco they sat together, he picked her up from the rest, walking her to her next. eating lunch and dinner at his table, showing pda at any given time, even when cedric wasn’t anywhere around.

when y/n were dismissed from herbology at the end of the day she wasted no time getting back the hufflepuff common room starting on her potions essay. in a wave of exhilaration the puffs already in the common room rushed out, she was confused but followed them out anyways, unopened books in arms.

y/n wasn’t tall, so she struggled to see passed the crowd. finally reaching the inner layer of the circle she saw what was likely destined to happen. cedric was buffing out his chest, trying to close in on draco, despite them not being far in height whatsoever. the boys muttering to eachother went unheard after the shrill voice of professor sprout broke out. “what do you boys think your doing, everyone return to your common rooms” she said before going into a small lecture with the boys more quietly. people filed out of the corridor behind her in every direction. and once the raft of sprout had finished, and cedric had stormed off to god knows where, draco engulfed the girl in a warm hug, almost knocking them over.

that night she did her homework in the slyerthin common room, on the lap of her boyfriend, fake boyfriend- she reminded herself, it was only the first day but it was so easy to be with him.

“he’s lucky sprout showed up, he kept acting as though he was superior to me, the dumbass couldn’t beat me in a duel in a million years, I’ll show him in the quidditch match tomorrow”

“is that tomorrow already?” she sighed before continuing “well I’ll be cheering for you, draco”

“id hope, love, also how do you feel about wearing green?”

the green scarf actually complimented her features nicely, much to her surprise. the match started in seven minutes, and if y/n wanted to make it on time she had to leave now.

the last few weeks were cold, yes, but this was the first snowfall of the year, fluffy snow was settling on the ground and castle, like a beautiful painting. the con? the snow was also making it difficult to see, almost guaranteeing a long match. right as she sat down next to some fellow fifth years the whistle blew. dracos green scarve made her stand out in the land of bagders, recieving some questioning.

“your dating him? but he’s a slytherin?”

“and an smart, handsome, kind one at that, so I’m going to get back to the game, if that’s okay with you.”

the game was the most eventful of the year due to the multiple dirty fakeouts between the seekers. this was less a slytherin vs hufflepuff thing to y/n and more of a draco vs cedric. ofcourse she loved her house, but there was no way she wanted cedric to win now, after the cheating and lying. that thought was mutual but unshared between her and draco. and the cold wasn’t making anyone want to stay out there for much longer, despite the excitement. while cedric was trying to trick draco once more draco saw the real snitch, where cedric was only moments before. rushing towards it, arm reached out, he could almost grab it. almost. almost. almost. yes. the small snitch was clutched tightly in his palm, cedric still clueless, zooming around, not noticing his attempts had failed him miserably.

ravenclaws and slyertherins alike were running onto the field, y/n somewhere amongst them. in no time draco was being held in the air, with those around him chanting. normally she would have been pissed that hufflepuff had lost, but the smile plastered on dracos face made it all worth it. after nemurous minutes he was put down, made his way to y/n and kissed her. he actually kissed her. in front of all those people. the chants were replaced with whistles and if anyone didn’t get the message of their “relationship” it was surely out now. his kiss was sweet and soft, and ended much before she was ready to. “honey you look dashing in green”

the party in slyerthin that night was like nothing she had ever been to before. music was blasting, house elves had made food and drinks of all sorts and y/n was cuddled into the arms of draco on the sofa, in his jumper and joggers. occasionally people would come congratulate him, and even pansy had the audacity to come try to flirt with him, that was until he shooed her off.

as the festivities continued into the night, y/n fell asleep right there, in her fake boyfriends arms- who, she would never admit, she was catching feelings for. she didn’t know much, but she did know that she was not ready to get hurt again anytime soon. they had spent the last hours together talking about random deep topics, their biggest fears and insecurities as those around them danced to the rhythm of the music. draco struggled to even think someone as perfect as y/n would have insecurities, but she did. eventually he picked her up bridal style and carried to his dormitory. he couldn’t exactly settle easy, the girl he liked was sleeping in his bed, so once he confirmed that she was infact asleep he let it off his chest.

“in case you didn’t know- im crazy about you, since i found you in the library that night.” he was whispering as soft as he could

“i haven’t told you any of this because i know your still healing but god im in love with you”

he too fell asleep that night, limbs tangled with hers.

the sun hit her face from his window that morning, bright as ever, highlighting her beautiful features and draco couldn’t help but admire her beauty. for numerous minutes he laid there, staring until she woke from her own dreams.

cedrics next attemp at payback for draco was just as low as the first. he followed draco towards the dungeons one afternoon when y/n wasn’t in his presenceand tried to fight him right there, outside the slyerthin common room.

“draco what do you even want with her?” he was practically grumbling

“you really don’t know what you had? did you? also she’s my girlfriend now, so what do you want with her?” draco spat back, emphasizing the you.

unlucky for cedric, right after he threw the first punch, which draco dodged successfully, snape came out and gave cedric two weeks detention.

“whatever, ill get her back” cedric said fast before heading towards the hufflepuff common room. draco wasn’t too sure of that, he had fallen desperately for the girl and would do whatever he could to keep her, and keep her away from cedric.

they were on there daily evening stroll around the grounds, much like the one that the original idea was pitched during only a handful of weeks ago, fingers intertwined. partially because it is cold, partially because they wanted to. draco could tell that y/n was deep in thought and originally wasn’t going to ask her, but he couldn’t help himself.

“what are you thinking about?” he said quietly but loud enough for her to hear

“im feeling kind of stupid honestly. i mean it was all there, the prefect patrols on days i could have sworn weren’t his. the glances across the hall to her, god even the tutoring in the classes he was doing amazing and needed no help in.”

he could tell this was making her upset and so he racked his brain for the right thing to say, but before he could find anything she started again.

“I’m also quite mad at myself, i mean i know all relationships are flawed but looking back ours was pretty fucked up. i started dating him in our third year, and i was still very insecure and didn’t exactly love myself. i spent a lot of time worrying about things I had no control over, and he wasn’t a help in the slightest. he’d flirt with other girls all the time but one boy would look at me for a second longer than he’d liked and he’d be confronting them. I don’t know if I really loved him, or if i was just in pain but whatever it was it was horrible.” tears were threatening her eyes but not yet approaching them.

“im sorry y/n. you are amazing and beautiful, smart and kind and your sure as hell don’t deserve that, if you want to talk about it ever please ask me” he would add on to that, if they were dating- and for real he wouldn’t treat her any less than the princess he considered her to be. he pulled her into a big hug before they walked back up into the beautiful castle.

they hadn’t heard from cedric in weeks, mission accomplished right? well no.

being completely honest, y/n didn’t know how much longer she would be able to participate without feelings boiling over. y/n didn’t even know where it came from, and there was no denying it, she was head over heels for the slytherin prince. she didn’t know when, maybe at the quidditch game? when he gave hugged her after sprout gave cedric punishment after draco stood up for her? she too wasn’t sure.

the morning of the hogsmeade trip, snow was falling once again, replacing the already existing layer on the ground. leaving hufflepuff, she couldn’t help but smile when she saw the blonde haired boy by the barrels waiting for her.

walking arm-in-arm to the small village, y/ns teeth almost chattering when draco lended his green scarf to the girl yet again.

“when i said you looked good in green at the match, i wasn’t joking, you should wear it more often”

draco loved the way she looked with her pink tinted nose and cheeks. and before he knew it they were in the three broomsticks drinking butterbeer, talking about god knows what.

that was until draco decided to come clean about his feelings.

“y/n youre probably not ready to hear this, and i will wait as long as you need me to. but i just can’t take it anymore. ive been crazy about you since we started being friends and- whatever this is, three and a half months ago. and if you’d like id love to go out with you- and not as a jealousy scheme”

the cold was no longer able to mask the blush on her cheeks and she told him everything she’d been hiding. thankfully. if she hadn’t he would have lost the best thing in his life. she knew his family wasn’t exactly the lovey dovey type, and his friends could be cold, they had eachother and they didn’t need much more than that.

once they had finished and left the warmth of the building, into the snow in the middle of the street he dragged her towards him ever so lightly using his scarf. cupping her cheeks in his hands, he kissed her as soft as ever. lasting much longer this time, there mouthes seemed to move in sync. he tasted sweet, just like the first time, and undescribable. they would kissed there in the middle of hogsmeade village for hours if their lungs didn’t need so much air. so instead they stood there forheads pressed together. eventually there hands found the others and they made their way back to the school, hearts and smiles as big as ever.

draco saw her room for the first time that day, he had been in the hufflepuff common room twice, but never to her room. it was much brighter and got more sunlight. y/n had shelves full of books and many plants around the room. the wall around the window was lined with poloroids of her and her friends. he sat on her bed and wasted no time pulling her onto it with him. they fell asleep that night wrapped in eachothers arms, kissing the others face once in a while, complete with the fact that they had eachother, and for real.

the next morning they woke up at 10, thankfully they didn’t have classes, but they had still missed breakfast. fortunately y/n was not only friends with the house elves, but extraordinarily good cook. she was currently making pancakes, in dracos green jumper, his chin on her shoulder and hands on her hips.

“I cannot believe almost four months ago i started fake dating you and now your cooking breakfast in my sweater” he said practically mumbling into her cheek before kissing it, and dragging her away from the stove, to dance. right there in the middle of the kitchen, and he was suprisingly amazing at it.

the engines of the hogwarts express were rumbling and y/n had settled into the compartment with draco. she had owled her parents informing her she would be going to the malfoy manor for the first weeks of summer, and the nerves were filling her mind.

“what’s wrong darling” he said kindly as she leaned into his shoulder.

“im just nervous, what if they don’t like me?”

“they will, there is nothing about you that isn’t likeable. and even if they don’t like you immediately, it’s not like i could stop loving you, ever”

what? theyd never actually said the “L” word to the other- at least while they were awake. yes they had been dating for six months already but had draco ever said he loved them to anyone? it didn’t matter, she knew how she felt.

“y-you love me?”

he waited another second. “i mean, uh- er, i-i-“

“draco?” he hummed in response, still clearly embarrassed “i love you too”

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unrequited (draco malfoy/cedric diggory series)

PROMPT: You and Cedric grew up together. After the tragedy of the Triwizard Tournament, you’re left feeling empty without your best friend. Draco Malfoy steps into the picture. Will the feelings be reciprocated? Or will it be unrequited?

WARNINGS: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH, angst, fluff, sadness??? **NOTE THERE’S A BIT OF ACCIDENTAL SELF-HARM IN THIS CHAPTER. I’LL PUT A WARNING BEFORE IT STARTS

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PART 11

“Do you see yourself falling in love with him?”

Fred asked the question with no ill intent. He found you leaning against the door to the Great Hall in the middle of the night. You were surrounded by your favorite sweets, which you stole from the kitchen. He was out pulling a prank on Filch when he found you by yourself. George was setting up his part on the other side of the castle, leaving Fred to do his own part by himself.

After a minute of pleasantries, Fred finally asked you what’s been going on. He knew you well and he was able to read you like an open book. The question that he asked you all those weeks ago at the Burrow resurfaced again. This time, you knew you had to tell Fred the truth because now you were certain there was something to share.

You told him all about Draco.

You told him about how the past few weeks, starting from the first day everyone got back to Hogwarts from the holidays, you’ve been sneaking away every other night to the meadow. You told him all about the fond looks that you had to hide from everyone else, the discrete touches in between classes, the stolen kisses in the shadows of the castle.

You told Fred all about the way his lips felt on yours and how your stomach would be filled with butterflies no matter how many times you’ve felt it before. You told him all about how Draco was different when he was with you, how vulnerable he was with you. How sometimes he would somehow make it past the portraits and find his way to your dormitory in the middle of the night and you’d just hold each other, awake, until the first sign of light when he makes his way back to his own dormitory.

You told Fred about it all. Every little thing.

He listened closely, not sure what to say for the most part. This was Draco Malfoy you were talking about, the son of the man who made the Weasley family’s lives like hell. But he was trying to understand you because he heard your voice wavering while speaking. He saw the love in your eyes and the fear in your tone, and as much as he hates Draco, as much as he hates the Malfoys, he loves you and you need him right now. So he listened.

You bit your tongue when you remembered one specific memory, knowing it’s too personal to share. It happened a week ago. Draco knocked on your door in the middle of the night- it couldn’t have been any later than 2 in the morning. When you opened the door, he collapsed in your arms. You knew he had a nightmare. He told you he had nightmares sometimes, but he never told you what happens in them. You knew better than to push, so after every nightmare, you’d just hold him until he calms.

That night was different than others, however. He didn’t even wait until you got to your bed before he held you. When he engulfed you in a hug, he sobbed in your shoulder, unable to form coherent sentences. He was shaking like a dog, in hysterics, broken breaths slipping past his shaking lips. He was so silent- the type of silent you knew someone was when they were absolutely being shattered into bits. You’ve never seen him like this and it broke your heart into pieces. You didn’t know what to do.

You carefully led him to your bed, humming the song his mother used to sing to him in his ear until he calmed his breathing. Once he did, he pulled away and toyed with your fingers, pulling you closer to his lap. You leaned over and peppered kisses on his face, kissing away the stray tears that fell from his eyes. He closed his eyes, letting himself fall into your presence. It calmed him down more than he’d like to admit. He whimpered in appreciation when you kissed his lips softly, whispering words of affection into his skin.

“You’re okay.” You assured him. “I’m right here.”

He watched you, cradling your face in the palm of his hand. You smiled at him, kissing the inside of his hand as he rubbed his thumb against your lips. He began to remember his dream- how they captured you, tortured you, and killed you right in front of him. He flinched remembering it. It felt so real. He let out a shuddered breath, “I need to tell you something.”

“What is it?” You questioned, cocking your head to one side.

“First, I need to ask,” He sighed, pulling his hands away from you. “Do you trust me?”

You knitted your eyebrows together, unsure of where this conversation was going. “Of course.”

Draco searched your face for a sign of apprehension. A sad smile grazed his features when he found you telling the truth, a small part of his doubt vanishing. But he knew that was the easy part. “Please, don’t hate me. I hope you don’t stop looking at me the way you do now once I tell you. I-I just… I need to tell you to keep you safe.”

“Draco?” You reached over to grab his hands but he flinched, placing them by his sides. Your eyes started to water, “What’s going on?”

“Please, don’t hate me.” He whispered, looking down. His voice cracked, unable to hold in his emotions. He started to tug on his sleeve, bunching the fabric above his elbow. Tears started to fall from his eyes as the black mark started to show from under his clothes.

***

You gasped upon seeing the dark mark. Your eyes studied the mark on his forearm, breath growing heavy. The area around it was red and raw, as if he’d been scratching at it. You looked at it more closely and saw that your suspicions were true. There were faint marks, some fresh and some dull, indicating that Draco was clawing at his skin. It was like he was trying to scrub himself free from the mark. You subconsciously lifted a finger to trace the mark, immediately growing conscious of your actions when you heard him hiss from the pain.

***

“Sorry,” You mumbled, adjusting your body to get closer to him. You watched him lift his head up, looking at you as you studied him. “When?”

“Just before Christmas.”

“Merlin��”

Silence fell upon the both of you, neither of you knowing what to say next. Draco just watched you as you examined his forearm, tears congregating in his eyes. You still haven’t looked at him and he wasn’t sure he would be able to handle it if you looked up and looked at him like a monster. He knew he deserved that. He was a monster. As long as he had this mark on him, he’s a monster. He just didn’t want you to see him like that. Only you knew him- the real him.

When you finally looked up, Draco felt the world stop. He studied your features, almost breaking down again when he saw nothing changed. You still looked at him with stars in your eyes, but this time, a wave of worry was also seen in your features. You were crying, holding his forearm close to your chest.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, growing concerned that you were now crying.

“I’m so sorry, Draco.” You sobbed, pulling his face close to yours. You kissed his lips, mumbling apologies against them. “You shouldn’t have to go through this.”

Draco was stunned. He sat there, unable to say anything, because nothing in the world could’ve prepared him for what you just said to him. You don’t hate him? His eyes flickered down to where you were holding his forearm. His next words came out so soft, so breathy, you almost didn’t hear him, “I love you.”

Draco was too dazed staring at the woman he loved to notice you freeze at his words. You snapped out of it, breath hitched in your throat. Instead of saying anything back, you leaned down and kissed his skin tainted with the dark mark. He cried harder once you began kissing the part of him he was most ashamed of.

“Y/N,” Fred asked again. “Do you see yourself falling in love with him?”

You hesitated before you spoke. A silence lingered in the air. Fred was patient, taking small bites from his snack as he waited for your answer. You looked ahead, trying to frame your response correctly.

“Honestly,” You began, licking your lips to dampen them. “Yes, I do.”

He took a bite out of the biscuit you passed him. Small crumbs flew out of his mouth as he opened it again to speak, making you laugh a bit. “So what’s the problem?”

“I can see myself falling in love with him but I don’t want to.” You closed your eyes, guilt taking over your body. Fred urged you to continue, confusion evident on his features. “I don’t want to fall in love with him, Fred. I’m afraid that once I let myself fall, I’ll forget about how Cedric makes me feel and I just- I don’t want to forget it. Fred, it’s the only thing I have left of Cedric. I don’t want to give it up yet.”

Fred didn’t know what to say. He didn't know what you were feeling and as horrible as it sounded, he wished he never would feel it. He saw the impact of Cedric’s death on you and he watched you live in agony every second. He saw the way your face dropped after the smallest detail. He could see it in your eyes. A part of you died when Cedric did.

Instead of speaking, he wrapped an arm around you, letting you fall into him. You snuggled into his side, not even caring if you two were going to get caught. You heard footsteps coming closer to the two of you. You lifted your head just enough to see a figure walking in your direction. You let out a breath of relief when you saw George, hair disheveled. You expected him to ask why you and Fred were sitting in the dark by yourself but he didn’t. He just sat on the other side of you, leaning his head on your shoulder.

You chuckled, wrapping your arms around their waists. Your eyes shifted between the two of them, “You guys mean a lot to me, you know that?”

“You mean a lot to us too, Y/N.” George said, kissing your cheek.

“I don’t know what I’d do without the two of you.” You sighed, honesty in your voice. “Seriously, I know I say that a lot but I mean it.”

The two boys stiffened at your words, making you panic. You sat up, almost causing George to fall when he lost the person he was leaning on. You looked at the two, eyebrow raised at their strange reaction. You waited for them to speak, heart beating quicker and quicker as they scrambled furiously, trying to figure out what to say.

Fred started, “Y/N, we have to tell you something.”

“But before we do, we want you to know, you’ll always have us.”

“Even if we’re not physically here.”

You pushed them again, done with their coded messages. “What are you two on about?”

“We’re leaving Hogwarts next week.”

Your heart dropped. A frown was plastered on your face as you got up from the floor. You crossed your arms over your chest, “W-what do you mean?”

George sighed, “Me and Freddie, we’re starting a joke shop. We leave next week.”

“Georgie, you guys are so close to graduating.” You argued.

“We know, Y/N.” Fred got up next, walking closer to you. “But you know us. School’s not the right path for us and plus, Umbridge is really laying it on us. We hate it here, Y/N. Please understand that.”

You groaned, knowing that he was right. Of course you understood why they were leaving. A joke shop seems perfect for the two boys. It’s everything that they’ve always wanted. They get to live on forever, be as young as they want to be. It’s perfect for them. “Where’s the shop at?”

George smiled, “Diagon Alley.”

“Lovely,” You smiled, despite a pang of worry hitting your chest. You motioned for them to hug you and they happily obliged, sandwiching you between their two warm bodies. “You two better write me, you hear? Don’t forget me just because you’re running a successful business.”

“Never.” George chuckled. “You’re too special for us to forget.”

“I told you, Y/N,” Fred added, tears in his eyes. “We’ll always be here for you. And you need to know that if Malfoy ever breaks your heart, I’ll curse him myself.”

George pulled away, eyes widening in shock. “Come again?”

You blushed, hitting Fred’s arm. You faced the other ginger, smiling as you began to think about Draco. “Oh Georgie, you’re in for a ride.”

Back in Draco’s room, he couldn’t help but smile when he saw the flash of yellow that illuminated his otherwise dark room, even if it was just for a second. And with that, he let himself drift to sleep with you in his dreams.

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