A/N: I think I'm going to start a prompt list, this would be the very first one. The bold phrase is the prompt.
Word Count: 1.2k
“Hello there handsome” you giggled before giving Cedric a peck on the cheek.
“Good afternoon beautiful” he raises his head and smiled. “Oh honestly, don’t stop” you replied as you cupped your own face and sat across him. Roaming your gaze, you admired the golden streaks of sunlight that hit the tables and chairs, and because of the perfect spotlight, particles of dust were floating around.
He lightly laughed, cautious that Madam Pince, the librarian, might kick him out if he was loud enough.
“Totally forgot there, that my girlfriend is a sucker for compliments” he was now shaking his head and shuffled the pages of the book he was reading.
“Not my fault that compliments can make your day” you raised your eyebrows as you reached for a book that you asked Cedric to take as soon as he arrives at the library. “And thank you for this by the way” you winked as soon as your eyes met.
“Merlin, you really know what you are doing” he mutters while you just frowned and shrugged.
It must have been 3 hours since you arrived at the library for the stars to be peeking. “Love?” you called Cedric’s attention, “hmm?” he answered.
“You look extra dashing today.” You started that made him stop reading and look up to your innocently smiling face.
“Go on” He rested his chin on his hands, “And you’re the best boyfriend someone could ever ask” you blinked frequently.
“And there’s the magic sentence.” Cedric sighs and wrinkled his nose. “I’m your only boyfriend mi amor” he says the last words with the most convincing Spanish accent you have ever heard.
“You’re really applying those Spanish words your roommate taught you? In this conversation?” you tried not to laugh when he looked at you confused.
“Why? Is it ugly?” and his face immediately changed “Why? Are you racist, love?” he widened his eyes like never before and even covered his own mouth.
“‘What the fuck? No!” You hissed, trying to keep it down. “Besides, this is not the tar-ge-ted topic yeah?”
“What is it then?” Cedric stopped laughing and started to gather all the books you two have read when he noticed that it was already dark. “Well, I’m still not done with this parchment and I expected that I finish this right before dinner but there’s still ⅛ of it left and this is due tomorrow. I do love to get a good night’s sleep so…” you looked at Cedric anticipating his answer when you didn’t even have a question.
“So… alright alright, I will take food from the Great Hall and take them to your dorm.” he stands up while carrying the books, “Even though I would most likely look like I smuggled something illegal being that Dumbledore said that we could not take food from the Great Hall to our dorms because it is not eth-i-cal” he smiles sarcastically that you just countered with an eye roll.
“Please, he’s around a hundred years old, he couldn’t possibly find out you “smuggled” food” it was really not a joke, Dumbledore did say that because of that one week the Great Hall was almost empty during dinners because all the houses hoarded the foods and took it to the common rooms resulting for individual houses having individual dinners. No interaction with other houses at all.
“I’m only doing this because you’re pretty, and I love you” he squinted his eyes but you saw the smile that he was suppressing, “Well I love you too pretty boy” you responded and as he gave you a final glance, you blew him a kiss.
“Taken” he catches the kiss and acted like he placed it into his pocket. “And kept.” he flashed a smiled before exiting the library.
“Cute.” you murmured before you started writing again.
“THERE’S MY FOOD!” you jumped from your bed and reached for Cedric who was handing over one plate full of food.
“You haven’t eaten yet?” your brows furrowed as you two sat on your bed and he puts down another plate.
He shakes his head.
“Well, you should’ve eaten already.” you looked seriously at him, he was already there at the Great Hall.
“Well, I don’t want my girl to be lonely, besides, I don’t think I could just sit here and watch you eat. I don’t also want to leave you alone while your roommates are still at the Great Hall.” he didn’t look at you, he might have thought you were mad.
“Hey, hey” you stopped his hands from arranging your already arranged bed, “I’m not mad Ced, I’m just saying you went all that trouble, we both know Dumbledore would get mad, but you chose to eat here, with me.” You gave him a little smile.
“I told you. I’m doing this because I love you,” he caressed your arms. “and you’re pretty.” his face relaxed and wrinkles appeared on the corners of his eyes.
“I’m sure you said the pretty one first before the you love me part” you gave him a lopsided smile.
“Really? Nevertheless, it’s the same don’t you think?” he reached for his plate and started eating.
“Nope.” you popped the ‘p’ in that before you also put food in your mouth.
“I know what’s the same” he added,
“What?”
“Lovely and beautiful, I think they’re just the same, they both describe you.” he raised his eyebrows while chewing, not even aware of how he made you feel as he lowers his gaze back to his plate, those familiar flaps your insides felt, that feeling where the world stops and only the two of you mattered.
In this second, at this moment.
“I might say the same to you” you were still looking at him, and now, he raises his head and look deeply into your eyes.
There was always something whenever your gazes meet, it was for a moment, the red string that connected the both of you was no longer invisible. For a second, you could see the connection.
“When we marry each other. I’m not going to waste a single second.” he declared, still maintaining eye contact.
There was no “if” now, it was a “when”.
“When?” you still haven’t processed it, you knew that both of you took this relationship slowly, surely, full of what-ifs and if onlys, and now, he was sure.
“Yes. When, not if, when.” he assured, you felt ecstatic, it was pure bliss.
He stands up, leaving his plate of food on your bedside table and reached for your hand.
“When I marry you, every day we would dance until we’re old” he started swaying the both of you, his hands on your waist and your arms clinging on his neck.
“When we start to live in our dream home and have our own family, I will be the happiest man on Earth and I will make sure that you will the happiest woman” you looked up to him and saw his pupils dilate.
“And when we get married, I’m going to stare at you every chance I get and whisper to myself “Wow this is my husband now” and maybe even tear up or be annoyed. No in-between” you both laughed as you two still danced in your dorm, not even minding the half-eaten foods you left.
The two of you only mattered in this exact moment.
“And when we get married, I will love you endlessly.” he whispered,
“I will too. Always.” you closed your eyes as you felt his lips touched your forehead, his kisses always made you calm, assured, and contented. It was the torch in the darkness, the shelter during a storm, or maybe it was not his kiss, maybe it was him.
A/N: I think I'm going to start a prompt list, this would be the very first one. The bold phrase is the prompt.
Word Count: 1.2k
“Hello there handsome” you giggled before giving Cedric a peck on the cheek.
“Good afternoon beautiful” he raises his head and smiled. “Oh honestly, don’t stop” you replied as you cupped your own face and sat across him. Roaming your gaze, you admired the golden streaks of sunlight that hit the tables and chairs, and because of the perfect spotlight, particles of dust were floating around.
He lightly laughed, cautious that Madam Pince, the librarian, might kick him out if he was loud enough.
“Totally forgot there, that my girlfriend is a sucker for compliments” he was now shaking his head and shuffled the pages of the book he was reading.
“Not my fault that compliments can make your day” you raised your eyebrows as you reached for a book that you asked Cedric to take as soon as he arrives at the library. “And thank you for this by the way” you winked as soon as your eyes met.
“Merlin, you really know what you are doing” he mutters while you just frowned and shrugged.
It must have been 3 hours since you arrived at the library for the stars to be peeking. “Love?” you called Cedric’s attention, “hmm?” he answered.
“You look extra dashing today.” You started that made him stop reading and look up to your innocently smiling face.
“Go on” He rested his chin on his hands, “And you’re the best boyfriend someone could ever ask” you blinked frequently.
“And there’s the magic sentence.” Cedric sighs and wrinkled his nose. “I’m your only boyfriend mi amor” he says the last words with the most convincing Spanish accent you have ever heard.
“You’re really applying those Spanish words your roommate taught you? In this conversation?” you tried not to laugh when he looked at you confused.
“Why? Is it ugly?” and his face immediately changed “Why? Are you racist, love?” he widened his eyes like never before and even covered his own mouth.
“‘What the fuck? No!” You hissed, trying to keep it down. “Besides, this is not the tar-ge-ted topic yeah?”
“What is it then?” Cedric stopped laughing and started to gather all the books you two have read when he noticed that it was already dark. “Well, I’m still not done with this parchment and I expected that I finish this right before dinner but there’s still ⅛ of it left and this is due tomorrow. I do love to get a good night’s sleep so…” you looked at Cedric anticipating his answer when you didn’t even have a question.
“So… alright alright, I will take food from the Great Hall and take them to your dorm.” he stands up while carrying the books, “Even though I would most likely look like I smuggled something illegal being that Dumbledore said that we could not take food from the Great Hall to our dorms because it is not eth-i-cal” he smiles sarcastically that you just countered with an eye roll.
“Please, he’s around a hundred years old, he couldn’t possibly find out you “smuggled” food” it was really not a joke, Dumbledore did say that because of that one week the Great Hall was almost empty during dinners because all the houses hoarded the foods and took it to the common rooms resulting for individual houses having individual dinners. No interaction with other houses at all.
“I’m only doing this because you’re pretty, and I love you” he squinted his eyes but you saw the smile that he was suppressing, “Well I love you too pretty boy” you responded and as he gave you a final glance, you blew him a kiss.
“Taken” he catches the kiss and acted like he placed it into his pocket. “And kept.” he flashed a smiled before exiting the library.
“Cute.” you murmured before you started writing again.
“THERE’S MY FOOD!” you jumped from your bed and reached for Cedric who was handing over one plate full of food.
“You haven’t eaten yet?” your brows furrowed as you two sat on your bed and he puts down another plate.
He shakes his head.
“Well, you should’ve eaten already.” you looked seriously at him, he was already there at the Great Hall.
“Well, I don’t want my girl to be lonely, besides, I don’t think I could just sit here and watch you eat. I don’t also want to leave you alone while your roommates are still at the Great Hall.” he didn’t look at you, he might have thought you were mad.
“Hey, hey” you stopped his hands from arranging your already arranged bed, “I’m not mad Ced, I’m just saying you went all that trouble, we both know Dumbledore would get mad, but you chose to eat here, with me.” You gave him a little smile.
“I told you. I’m doing this because I love you,” he caressed your arms. “and you’re pretty.” his face relaxed and wrinkles appeared on the corners of his eyes.
“I’m sure you said the pretty one first before the you love me part” you gave him a lopsided smile.
“Really? Nevertheless, it’s the same don’t you think?” he reached for his plate and started eating.
“Nope.” you popped the ‘p’ in that before you also put food in your mouth.
“I know what’s the same” he added,
“What?”
“Lovely and beautiful, I think they’re just the same, they both describe you.” he raised his eyebrows while chewing, not even aware of how he made you feel as he lowers his gaze back to his plate, those familiar flaps your insides felt, that feeling where the world stops and only the two of you mattered.
In this second, at this moment.
“I might say the same to you” you were still looking at him, and now, he raises his head and look deeply into your eyes.
There was always something whenever your gazes meet, it was for a moment, the red string that connected the both of you was no longer invisible. For a second, you could see the connection.
“When we marry each other. I’m not going to waste a single second.” he declared, still maintaining eye contact.
There was no “if” now, it was a “when”.
“When?” you still haven’t processed it, you knew that both of you took this relationship slowly, surely, full of what-ifs and if onlys, and now, he was sure.
“Yes. When, not if, when.” he assured, you felt ecstatic, it was pure bliss.
He stands up, leaving his plate of food on your bedside table and reached for your hand.
“When I marry you, every day we would dance until we’re old” he started swaying the both of you, his hands on your waist and your arms clinging on his neck.
“When we start to live in our dream home and have our own family, I will be the happiest man on Earth and I will make sure that you will the happiest woman” you looked up to him and saw his pupils dilate.
“And when we get married, I’m going to stare at you every chance I get and whisper to myself “Wow this is my husband now” and maybe even tear up or be annoyed. No in-between” you both laughed as you two still danced in your dorm, not even minding the half-eaten foods you left.
The two of you only mattered in this exact moment.
“And when we get married, I will love you endlessly.” he whispered,
“I will too. Always.” you closed your eyes as you felt his lips touched your forehead, his kisses always made you calm, assured, and contented. It was the torch in the darkness, the shelter during a storm, or maybe it was not his kiss, maybe it was him.
Wow it's been a month since the last time I posted a fic, IM SO SORRY AHDJDJDJS, MY CLASSES JUST ENDED AND IM STILL ON A WRITING SLUMP AND CURRENTLY WORKING ON MY READING SLUMP. PLEASE DROP SOME REQUESTS TO GIVE ME IDEAS NWJDHJSJDJD
warnings/content: angst, death, death of a parent, negligent/toxic parenting, italics indicate flashbacks, not proofread because i was sobbing too much to read it
a/n: some marina inspired angst for cedric’s death anniversary because i like making myself and others cry. this is a bit different to other things i’ve written and it might read as somewhat disjointed, but it’s supposed to just be snippets of his life.
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Cedric loved flowers.
Daisies, roses, tulips, daffodils, even dandelions
Cedric loved flowers.
He loved sunflowers the most, especially the ones his mother planted when he was a little boy. They were next to the peonies; her favourite, and the two would spend hours in the garden together, even when it was pouring rain, just to look at the flowers.
Its literally 3am in my time. I COULD NOT BRING MYSELF TO SLEEP, THEREFORE, TO ANY FIC THAT I LIKED AND THE WRITER SAW, I JUST WANT TO SAY I LOVE U SM AND YES IVE BEEN SCROLLING MAYBE TO UR MASTERLIST OR IM JUST REALLLY REALLLLLY DOWN BELOW THE CEDRIC DIGGORY TAG
Pairings: Sirius x Remus & George Weasley x Fem! Reader
Warnings: vomiting
A/N: this is a sequel of the this oneshot. Requested by @georgeweasleydumbhoe. I didn’t really proofread this so if there are any grammatical errors I’m sorry everyone.
Word Count: 2.2k
“Hello” you kissed George on the cheek and you sat beside him, it must have been two years and a half since you two saw Hogwarts. You handed him a bar of chocolate that he just accepted, he was used to this, you were just like your father, chocolate was your life.
You two just sat in the fountain in silence, you were at the Clocktower Courtyard, it was just a spur of the moment decision for you to visit Hogwarts. As you bit your chocolate you felt your left hand being slowly picked up by George, and when you felt a cold thing enveloping your ring finger your gaze went there. You gasped when you saw a ring was placed on your finger.
“Do you think you should ask first? That’s how proposing works?” you laughed at George while he just shrugged. “I don’t like that. Besides, you’re technically the one who asked me to marry you” he offered his hand and you two stood up.
“I don’t think so” your eyebrows furrowed trying to remember what he was pertaining to, he grabs your waist that made you bump into him. “I think you forgot when I officially met your parents you asked me if we would be like them, therefore you wanted me to marry you sweetheart” he grinned at your face that went from confused to ‘oh I suddenly remembered’
“Yeah, I was just seventeen that time” you rolled your eyes at him ‘I told you so’ face. “But you loved me so much that you thought of us marrying each other” he cups your face, you closed your eyes waiting for a kiss but seconds after, there was nothing.
“I’m Fred” he said that made you open your eyes, lines forming on your forehead, he wants to play this game huh?
“Oh yeah totally forgot. Just please don’t tell George hmm?” you looked concerned, trying to be in character even after his face went pale.
“Fred?” You snapped your fingers, “You won’t tell George about us, right?” Now, you gave him a soft smile while his lips twitched and his face was tight. Maybe he was thinking of how to confront Fred, or how to kill him, he was starting to plot whatever he wanted to do with his twin brother.
“No, I'm just joking. I love you” you gave him a lopsided grin and removed his arms that wrapped your waist, you ran as fast as you could to get away from Hogwarts ground so you could disapparate.
You looked back and George seemed to be catching up and was also running, trying to stop you. Your hair blew because of the wind and your laugh was the only thing you could hear.
“Oi!” George was almost catching up, but luckily you arrived at your destination. You turned to him and saw he was a few feet away from you, “Bye-bye Georgie! See you when I see you” you waved, blew a kiss, and winked before disapparating, leaving his panting face behind.
“Y/N!” you jumped as soon as you apparate in front of your house at Grimmauld Place, you looked back and saw Sirius with his eyes wide open, his wand was out that made you look around.
“I thought you were someone!” he added when he finally breathed fine. You just laughed and was about to give him a hug when someone apparated in front of the both of you. Sirius immediately pulled you to his back and he drew his wand again.
“Where do you think you’re going, young man?” Sirius shouted at George who was about to knock on the door of your house, he wasn’t aware that you and Sirius were just behind him.
George instantly turned around and mischievously smiled when he saw Sirius.
“How are you pops” he hugs Sirius while you look at him like he just did something unbelievable. “What the fuck?” you mouthed to him as he was embracing your father. His smile was still there and he showed his left hand, gesturing the ring on your finger. “Goodie points” he mouthed back to you.
“I’m doing good son, how ‘bout you?” Sirius talked with his amused voice after they broke their hug. “Been a long time since I saw you” he added and opened the door. George winked at you before he followed Sirius, leaving you there dumbfounded.
‘Yeah, I just got engaged? Me?’
You shake your head and entered the house too.
“Hey dad” you saw your other dad, Remus, sitting on the couch. “Hello princess. How was your day?” he puts down the book that he was reading, ‘Good. Just got engaged to the love of my life, nothing interesting’ the voice in the back of your head talked. “Just the usual. Well, we did visit Hogwarts earlier.” you kissed his cheek and sat beside him.
“Are you tired?” he asks as you leaned your head to his shoulder and closed your eyes. “Yeah” you nodded. You two just sat there, in peace, well not really as you two heard the loud laughs of Sirius and George. They weren’t in the living room and you bet they were at the kitchen, drinking that fine wine Sirius has.
You felt Remus’ hand shift as he opens his book again. Maybe it was for 10 minutes, you just relaxed on the shoulder of your father, not until he begins to notice.
“Princess?” he softly called you, seeing if you were asleep or not. You hummed as a response. Now feeling a little sleepy. “Is that an engagement ring I see?” he muttered that made your eyes shot open, the sleepiness you felt a second ago? Gone. The relaxation you felt earlier? Gone.
Your breath hitched and you sat straight. “Uhm” your eyes cannot even focus in a certain direction.
Your dad chuckled when he realized that you were nervous. “You two have been dating for what now? Four years? It’s not a shock for him to ask for your hand in marriage. Although I would be really sad because you will eventually leave us” he smiles at you, that smile that states that he is happy for you and he wants you to know that you would always be their little girl, no matter how old you are.
“Dad…” you pouted and hugged him, “Congratulations daughter” he whispered.
While you had that heartfelt conversation with your other dad, little did you know George was wooing your other dad, Sirius. And well after a little while of “You better take care of her” “Are you financially stable?” “Do you love her unconditionally” “I’m going to kill you myself if she cries because of you, remember that time I almost did when you two had a huge argument?” and many more. He eventually said congratulations and gave George permission to marry you.
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“Merlin” you breathed in and out, you were about to walk the aisle, a garden wedding, just like how you dreamt. It was perfect. But you can’t understand why were you nervous, it’s not like George is going to run away because he realized you were the wrong woman she wanted to spend a lifetime.
“Angel, you okay?” Sirius taps your arm that was linked to him. “Yeah, just a lil bit nervous” you inhaled deeply before you smiled nervously at your father.
“Don’t we all experience wedding jitters” he said and slightly laugh as he reminisced his wedding day.
“Sirius, you’re not helping” Remus butted in, his arm was also linked to your other arm. You were at their middle, “Yeah dad, you’re really not” you both looked at him. He just shrugged and acted to zip his mouth.
“It’s going to be fine Y/N.” Remus assures you one last time before your cue to walk.
And there you felt blissful, everything was perfect. As you saw your future husband, standing beside his twin brother, both of them teary-eyed that made you almost laughed, you saw the end and another beginning. An end for individuality and the begging of a life together with him, the guy that made you laugh even at the darkest days, the guy that stayed with you, loved you, took care of you. The guy you are going to spend your forever with.
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“Shit” you groaned before you threw up again, this was the second day that instead of having a peaceful morning, you were greeted by your own vomit and the toilet.
“We should take you to the hospital” George declared as he was woken up by your swearing and throwing up, you glanced at him, he was at the doorstep of the bathroom, just wearing a pajama, nothing on his upper body, and if you were just feeling well you might have drooled and ask him for a little breakfast in bed and he is the breakfast.
You didn’t want to go to the hospital, but you knew this isn’t a normal thing, and you’re afraid that you might be sick, but you shouldn’t just ignore it.
“Yeah, I’ll just get ready” you replied and washed your face, “You’re fine, it just might be some little nausea” George’s voice went soft as he walked up to you and hugged you from the back.
“But what if it’s not? You know I’ve been feeling sick the whole week and-” you failed to finish what you were saying when you felt another round of vomiting.
“What the bloody hell was that smell? Did you bought a new perfume?” you flushed your vomit and headed to the sink again where George was leaning to.
“What? Move” you raised an eyebrow to his stupid face who was now smiling, he moves a little to give you space. “Go away George, you smell bad” you told him as you were brushing your teeth.
“Love, what day it is?” he asks you once you finished brushing your teeth. “I don’t know, check the calendar” you said and went out of the bathroom while he followed you.
“It’s 25” he told you as you were choosing what you would wear. “Okay” you replied and shuffled the jumpers. “Love, it’s 25” he repeated it, now he was looking at you, “And? What about 25? I don’t remember the month being December” you turned to him and now your hand was on your hip.
“You’re late” he says it like it was something you should know-well it really should be. Your eyes went wide as you slowly registered, you were so busy that you forgot your own period.
You were about to ask him that what is the problem if you’re late when you realized-again, that you have morning sickness, you were becoming moodier, you pee more than usual, your breast feeling swollen, and you hated George’s smell, which you loved, always.
Without even thinking twice you got the pregnancy test and ran to the bathroom and locked it.
“That’s not fair!” George calls you out but that didn’t remove the nervousness you are feeling. You might become a mother, you will experience what your parents had gone through, you knew this was going to happen eventually, you were ready, you both were, but you didn’t expect it to be today.
“Honey,” you called George who was lying on the bed, waiting for you. You stayed there for almost 30 minutes, you didn’t know why but you just had to think before you took the test.
“I’m pregnant” you uttered, you still can’t believe it. It was just like yesterday when you met at Diagon Alley, it was just like a second ago when he asked you out, and now, you’re pregnant, with his child.
He jumped out of bed smiling widely and hugged you, he picked you up and started spinning around.
“YES! I’M GOING TO BE A FATHER!” he repeatedly said, he finally puts you down and started punching the air.
“And about what you said earlier? It shouldn’t be “I’m pregnant” love” he cups your face and pressed his lips onto yours, the kiss went long that it made your arms wrap around his neck and his hands linger on your back and waist.
“We’re pregnant. You’re not alone, we’re both in this. Together” he smiled and kissed your forehead. “We’re both going to take care of them” he caressed your belly.
“I love you” you look at his eyes, those brown captivating eyes that you could stare at for centuries. “I love you too” he tucked few strands of hair behind your ears. As he does that, you saw a glimpse of George, the younger George, maybe it was your hallucination, but you suddenly saw yourself, with him, back at Hogwarts. The two of you, sharing your first kiss.
“You alright?” the tall Gryffindor ginger asked you after he pulled his face away from yours. “Never better” you replied and grabbed his face, now you were the one initiating the kiss. Because you know, this man would be the one you will spend your life with, and you just didn’t know, you saw.
“Oh, I never told you huh?” You asked George as you two walked the dark hallways, hand in hand. “Told me what?” he asks, you didn’t bother to look at him, it would be useless, the only one that assured you that he was there was his hand, his body, close to you.
“I can see the future” you admitted, now having a sly smile. “Really? And what did you saw for OUR future?” his voice sounded interested and teasing. “It’s a secret” you replied and a chuckle left your mouth. “But I promise you. It’s a good one” he bit your lower lip, remembering what you just foresaw. This man is your future.
Warnings: Angst and fluff. Because yeah Cedric dies so<33
A/N: I JUST KNOW CEDRIC CAN DRAW. HE DEFINITELY CAN. ANYONE THAT DISAGREES, THE EXIT IS RIGHT THERE. And oh this is just a draft, to the requests yes I am working on it. School has been a bitch. I RECOMMEND YOU TO LISTEN TO THIS SONG WHILE YOU READ THIS BECAUSE UHH IDK IT JUST ADDS TO THE EMOTION Y'KNOW?
Word Count: 1.3k
You felt the world shattering, not the actual world but YOUR world. Pain. Shock. You cannot recognize the mixed feelings you are feeling. What was happening? Is this all real? You wished this was only a dream, a scenario happening inside your head. But as you walked, you felt deep thorns piercing your skin, you felt like hands were grabbing your feet, every step was heavy, full of force.
“No, no, no” you shake your head, denying everything, you wanted to deny it, you have to. “No. God please no” tears started streaming down your face as your legs went weak, muffled noises, shouts, crying, it was all not clear. Your head was spinning from everything, your vision blurry as tears were blocking your eyes.
“I can’t feel your heart, I can’t hear you.” You started muttering, grabbing his cold wrist, finding his pulse while your hands were shaking, your hand went to his neck, nothing, there was nothing.
“I can see you Ced, but why, why can’t I feel you?” you dropped your head to his chest, this was supposed to be the most comfortable place, his chest, but it wasn’t, there was no heat, no heart. You heard screams, but the only ones that mattered were you and Cedric. This time, just like before, it would always be you and him.
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“Uh uh” Cedric raised his arms, making the parchment out of reach. “You promised.” He widened his eyes at you, “Alright” you handed him his sketchbook while he exchanged it with your exam paper.
“Oh, Merlin, oh gosh oh gosh ughhh” you started panicking as you held the parchment, you paced while Cedric was just looking at you, amused. “Calm down sunshine” his voice went soft, he was just watching you walk back and forth, he didn’t want to invade your thinking. He definitely knows the boundaries and what was best.
“Okay. I’m ready” You stopped and faced him. He stood straight and placed down his sketchbook. “You sure?” he asks, lines formed between your eyebrows. “Is the result not that good?” now you felt the panic again. “I dunno” he shrugs and leaned on the table, “Go on, open it”.
You nodded and inhaled deeply, “Here goes nothing” you said and opened the parchment. You felt a sudden relief and adrenaline at the same time, you raised your head and looked at Cedric who was now smiling widely at you.
“I GOT ELEVEN O.W.L.S. CED. I GOT ELEVEN!! I DID IT!” you started jumping, the joy was overwhelming that you felt your heart would burst. You smiled widely and hugged Cedric.
“I did it” You whispered as his embrace made you calm, all the sleepless nights, the cramming, everything, it was all worth it. “Yes, you did, pretty girl. I am so proud of you” he whispered back and hugged you tightly. This, this was the comfort you wanted, needed, after consecutive exhausting weeks, this place, between Cedric’s arms, it was the rest you longed for.
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“It’s fine. Everything’s going to be fine” you whispered before you raised your head again. “Potens Claustrum” you chanted and later on, a barrier surrounded you and Cedric. It was a soundproof and very strong physical barrier.
“You did great my love. I am so proud of you” you smiled as tears started to fall again, you hated how his eyes were open but the soul was not there, you hated how his eyes didn’t greet yours as soon as you were in front of him. You hated it.
“You did it.” you added and slowly covered his eyes with your hand, and gently, you bring down his eyelids. You heard the muffled voices of the people outside your little barrier. You looked around and they all did not dare to come closer, their looks were all the mix of the same thing.
Terror and pity.
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“What are you doing?~” you peeked at what was Cedric doing at the table that made him slightly jump. “Don’t scare me like that” he sighs and gestured to the seat beside him. “What are you drawing?” you put down the books you brought and opened them. “Us” he answered firmly.
“Can I see?” you reached for your quill before you look at him and raised a brow. “Well?” his face was just staring at you before you snapped at him. “You look extra beautiful today, sunshine” he said and continued to sketch.
“Really?” you smiled sweetly as you flipped the pages of a certain book. “Hmm” he hums as an answer.
“Here” he slides his sketchbook to you, you pushed the book you were reading and observed his art instead.
“Is this us?” you pointed to the two people who were sitting in a swing. You surveyed it more and noticed the details more. It was just black, white, grey, just shades, of course, he just used a pencil, the two people were sitting just across a lake, there were vines too, and a lot of plants, trees, flowers, you name it. The two were just observing the view, their backs facing you. There was a sudden feeling you cannot explain as you stare at the art.
“That place is the most beautiful place I have been to my whole life” Cedric spoke after the long silence, he was just watching you get mesmerized by his art- again.
“Ouch. Not the place in my heart?” you turned your head to him and pouted, “Please” he laughed and gave you a peck on the lips. “That would be the most wonderful and safest place I’ve been to” he looked at you.
You felt butterflies in your stomach again, it never left. Ever since you met him and even while you were dating him.
Butterflies.
“How ‘bout I take you there this year during summer break. After all this tournament thing” he hugs you from the waist and buried his face on the crook of your neck.
“Really? You would?” you stared at the drawing and imagined how it would feel being there, it was the most beautiful place Cedric has been to, then that should mean it is so beautiful.
The place is beautiful it was even an understatement.
It was ethereal.
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“I got five N.E.W.T.S. love” you said and sat beside him. “Although Umbridge was a complete bitch” you continued, “Look” you opened the parchment and showed him your results.
“It was definitely hard. Harder than O.W.L.S.” you rolled your eyes before you laid your back to the grass. “I hate it.” you whispered, “I hate how you weren’t there with me, I hate how you have a lot of sketches of me, different than the ones in your sketchbook, I hate how I have to study alone, I hate it Ced. I hate it so much. I hate how you left me alone.” your voice broke as you speak.
It still feels heavy, wherever you look at your dorm it was only him you can see. His perfect face with that stupid smile.
“I know you tried Ced. I know-” you sobbed that you can hardly breathe and held the locket that was wrapped in your neck. “But it still hurts.” you opened the locket, there you saw a picture of you and Cedric. Both of you holding each other’s faces, squeezing each other’s cheeks. You smiled, it was bittersweet.
“I want you here my love.” you hugged the locket and closed your eyes.
And as you closed your eyes, maybe it was the exhaustion you felt, or he was just there. Was it the breeze? The lake? The grass? You didn’t know. But you felt peace, calm, like how he always made you feel.
“You did it sunshine, I’m so proud of you” you heard a faint whisper, you immediately opened your eyes, hoping he was there, but he wasn’t, because the one that greeted your eyes was the sunlight hitting your face.
You must be delusional, or simply crazy, but the sunlight, the sunlight felt like him, the same warmth, the same peace, and the same lips. You thought you were crazy to think that the sun kissed you.
“I love you” you whispered before closing your eyes again, slowly falling asleep.
His drawing definitely came true but in a different situation.
Series summary: A very unfortunate situation happened and it resulted in very unfortunate events. You had everything, a good boyfriend that everyone dreamed of, best friends that you got in a twin pack, and a loving school. It was a calm before a storm and in your sixth year the storm came. You faced the consequences your deceased parents run from, you were only left with your only family, your little brother. What would you do in order to save him? The answer is, everything, even if it means joining a terrorist group of wizards, joining THE DEATH EATERS…
Chapter Summary: Death is inevitable
Note: there is no specific house:))) I would like to thank everyone that kept waiting and was patient enough, I started this series around March and now it is May. This is my very first series and I hope you all liked it! Again thank you so much❤❤
Warnings: angst, death, little bit of violence
Word Count: 4.2k
You stopped in front of a headstone. Your hair brushing your cheeks as the wind blew it. “Hey” you started talking, through the years the big lump in your throat slowly fades whenever you visit. “It must be nice there” you smiled and placed the flowers that you were holding down to the ground.
You breathed in the familiar smell of the field. The smell of the countryside was really different from London. Closing your eyes, memories of the past came flooding in.
[5 years ago]
“WHAT?” Phoebe, one of your roommates looked at you with shock, “what?” You chuckled as you ate a chocolate frog.
“What do you mean "what”? So we’re just going to act like we didn’t see Diggory in front of our dorm earlier" Alice rolls her eyes as she brushes her blond hair, “Oh yeah we got back together” you shrugged and sat on your bed.
Series summary: A very unfortunate situation happened and it resulted in very unfortunate events. You had everything, a good boyfriend that everyone dreamed of, best friends that you got in a twin pack, and a loving school. It was a calm before a storm and in your sixth year the storm came. You faced the consequences your deceased parents run from, you were only left with your only family, your little brother. What would you do in order to save him? The answer is, everything, even if it means joining a terrorist group of wizards, joining THE DEATH EATERS…
Chapter Summary: Death is inevitable
Note: there is no specific house:))) I would like to thank everyone that kept waiting and was patient enough, I started this series around March and now it is May. This is my very first series and I hope you all liked it! Again thank you so much❤❤
Warnings: angst, death, little bit of violence
Word Count: 4.2k
You stopped in front of a headstone. Your hair brushing your cheeks as the wind blew it. "Hey" you started talking, through the years the big lump in your throat slowly fades whenever you visit. "It must be nice there" you smiled and placed the flowers that you were holding down to the ground.
You breathed in the familiar smell of the field. The smell of the countryside was really different from London. Closing your eyes, memories of the past came flooding in.
[5 years ago]
"WHAT?" Phoebe, one of your roommates looked at you with shock, "what?" You chuckled as you ate a chocolate frog.
"What do you mean "what"? So we're just going to act like we didn't see Diggory in front of our dorm earlier" Alice rolls her eyes as she brushes her blond hair, "Oh yeah we got back together" you shrugged and sat on your bed.
"You really won't tell us what happened that broke the two of you?" Phoebe's voice became wary, she was trying not to say something bad. You shake your head and smile apologetically. "I'm sorry girls" you felt bad. You wanted to tell them of course, but even your best friends since first year don't even know. And surprisingly didn't even nag you about it.
"It's alright doll, we understand. Besides, Diggory is a great guy, you two are both smart enough to know what is right and wrong" Alice looks at you, there is always comfort in her eyes. Like she always knows what is going on even if you don't talk. She was the perfect example of the person that you can vent to and she will just listen.
"How about you girls, anything going on with your lives? Why is it always mine?" You laid down and stared at the ceiling. Silence filled the room. For about 10 minutes only the brushing of the tip of the quill to a parchment, breathing, and the noise from the common room are the only sounds you heard.
"Nothing much" you heard a bed squeaked, it was probably Phoebe's. "My life is the most boring one yet" Alice mutters and sighed, you can see her sitting on her bed. "I don't think so. Each of our lives have different stories. I don't think that's boring" you replied before you pulled your blanket and be completely eaten up by darkness.
Weeks have passed, it seemed to be doing great. Everything was falling back to pieces. After the school found out that you and Cedric got back together, George and the Beauxbaton girl also publicized their relationship, both of them explained that it really wasn't you in the photograph-which you completely didn't want them to do because you didn't owe anyone any explanation- but they still did.
Fred and Angelina seemed to be also doing great, well, especially how Fred is under Angelina.
Of course Barty Jr.-that's disguising as Professor Moody was always giving you 'the look'. Everytime and everywhere, even at class, even your classmates find it strange why Professor Moody always calls you, and then gets mad. They feel bad but you just let it all go, because you knew what his true colors are.
"Fred" she warns
"Frederick Gideon" with her scary tone
"Frederick Gideon Weasley" that's when you all know Fred was in trouble.
"Hello darling" you smiled and kissed Cedric's lips before you sat beside him at the library. You both have free time, especially him, tomorrow was the final task, he was trying to study spells that he might use.
"Hey" he stops reading and wraps his arms around your waist, "Tired" he murmurs while he buries his head on your neck. "You want to eat sumthin'?" You asked while playing with his fluffy hair, running your fingers through his scalp. "No" you can feel his breathing on your neck, it sends shivers down your spine.
After a while of complete silence, Cedric's breathing seemed to follow a pattern, that's when you knew he was asleep, in your arms.
You started humming a song that your mum used to sing you to sleep. You can't see his face, but felt it instead, his nose, his lips, his forehead, it felt peace. It felt like home.
And later on, you also found yourself getting sleepy, your eyelids drooping down. And before you give up on the warmth, your eyes found the book-or more like a magazine that Cedric was reading earlier, you didn't notice it earlier until now. You let out a smile before you closed your eyes.
'Real Estate Magazine, Countryside Edition'
You woke up early, dressed up early, showered early, and went to get breakfast early, and you didn't expect that a lot of students were up early too. Earlier than usual.
"Y/N!" You turned your head while you chewed a toast. It was the trio. "Hey" you greeted them as they sat in front of you. "You alright?" You looked at them while your forehead creased, "yeah" they all answered in unison, that caught them off guard.
"Harry's going to be fine don't worry" you shake your head and smile as you reach for another toast. "It's just that-" Harry stopped and his hand went to his forehead, where the scar is.
"His scar's been hurting ever since he woke up" Ron told you, his face was screaming with worry, just the same as Hermione.
"You should take a rest Harry. You still have til before dusk. I think that would be enough time to prepare and rest" you said, trying to cover the worry in your voice, and of course the fear.
You four continued to eat, the Great Hall was starting to get more crowded, noise, banners, cheers, they were all anticipating who will win the triwizard tournament. Although you should be joining this crowd, wearing shirts with the one they support, cheering, waving the banners at 8 am. You can't. You were filled with worry, Harry's scar was hurting, and it seemed strange that the Dark Lord wasn't doing anything the whole year.
And as you walked by Moody's office, it seemed like your suspicions were answered.
"I already handled it, Dark Lord. Yes, yes, but how about the girl?" You heard Moody, he was rather loud, obviously he used the opportunity as most of the students would be either outside or the Great Hall.
"She wouldn't be a nuisance, we have his brother. She will be extremely useful for the next few years. She has much more potential than her parents. Let her bloom Barty" a faint voice answered him, that was the reason Harry's scar was hurting since this morning. Mere communication can still cause it, you knew he couldn't possibly be physically here.
"What if Harry wouldn't be the one touching the cup?" Moody's voice was filled with excitement but at the same time, fear.
"I'll kill them. And you next. Better do your job Barty." The voice disappeared. Your eyes widened as you heard footsteps slowly approaching the door. You ran to the closest hiding spot and peeked.
"Better handle that girl then" Moody looked around before he drank again from his flask. "Polyjuice Potion" you whispered as you observed him.
He walked away, to the direction you came from, you waited until you made sure he was gone.
"Mad-Eye Moody!" You started banging the trunk where Moody was prisoned, your hands shaking as you got the key from one of the drawers.
"Moody!" You banged again, panting, your sweat started dripping. Your heart was beating fast, you have to do something. You sure don't know anything, but Moody surely does.
You finally opened the last layer of it and saw that he was there, peering back at you, he was thinner than the last time you saw him. And he lost a lot of hair too.
He seemed mad, of course, you were the only person inside the castle that knew the Professor Moody that was going around the school the whole year was an imposter, well aside from Cedric who was suspicious.
You started explaining to him, now this was the person that deserved your explanation, not the gossip people.
It took a while before he finally understood. He must be thirsty and hungry, but you didn't bring any food but only your wand. You looked for any container and luckily you saw a flask, it must have been a spare Polyjuice Potion, you threw the insides away.
"Aguamenti" you chanted and the flask started to be filled with clean water. You cleaned the mess you made and returned it from what it was when you entered before you slowly dropped the flask to Moody who was now drinking it like he hadn't drank any water for a whole week.
"I cannot hear clearly, but I heard Little Hangleton. You know that right?" You nodded at his question. "I don't know what and how, but they would try to bring the Dark Lord back. In power" he looks directly at your eyes, his gaze was piercing, he was expecting you to do something. And you will.
"I'll be back" the last words you said to him before you slowly closed the trunk, he nods slightly for a response, there was also something in his look, the same look you saw with your parents when they were about to die, the same look you saw with the people of the Order, it was a look of hope and pride.
"Hey hey" you stopped on your tracks and it snapped you back into reality, you didn't know what to do, "Y/N?" Cedric cupped your face, you looked at his eyes, his questioning eyes. "What's wrong, love?" He tucked strands of hair from your face to behind your ear. Your breathing started to calm down.
"They're moving Ced, I have to do something" you admitted, there was no point in keeping it a secret to him. His jaw dropped, he was now looking everywhere, trying to be cautious.
"What can I do to help?" He asks, you felt bad, and it seemed like he noticed it. "Don't feel bad, Y/N. You already carried too much burden, at least let me help you carry it" his mouth curves as he assures you. "It will all be okay" he whispers, still not letting go of your face.
You were still doubting, but he was persistent. "Protect Harry. Help me protect Harry, Ced" your eyes darted to him, both of you knew this was a life and death situation. This wasn't just those silly games you played before, you both only had one chance to save a life, and this was it.
"I will" he nods, there was more than just the tournament in his mind now. And that is to protect Harry. At all costs.
You observed Harry the whole time before the task, ofcourse, not being so obvious. You would join the three of them at some point, or drag Harry with you and the twins as they show the fireworks that they made and plan to light up when he wins or Cedric.
It was a win-win, Harry forgets that bloody scar while you keep an eye on him.
And now, it was Cedric's turn.
He kissed your forehead and gave you a little smile. "You did well. Let me take over" he said before he turned his back and let go of your hand. Amos waited for him and waved in your direction. The corners of your mouth turned up, trying to be nice to him, despite how you somehow despised because of how he always pressures his son, he always has to do this, reach this, be like this. It was not healthy.
You knew he was trying to be a good parent, but you wished he had taken lessons from your father before he died. Thankfully Mrs. Diggory was nice enough to appreciate Cedric's achievements, small or big.
"You alright?" Alice asked you as you sat at the bleachers. "Quite" you smiled at her and returned your gaze to the champions. You were with Alice now, well long story short, the twins were with their girlfriends, even Phoebe, and Alice invited you to join her so here you are now. You know Alice is beautiful, she is also great in academics, even she and Luna Lovegood could really pass as siblings, they have the same interest in things that were believed to be not there, and even their way of clothing were the same. But they both confirmed that they were not related. Still, you were still quite confused as to why she was not out there, having a partner.
"You know that guy?" She pointed to Gregory Goyle's older brother. "Yeah?" There were lines forming between your eyebrows. "He asked me out" she giggled and covered her mouth with her hand, her shoulders started shaking, you also laughed. "What really?" You asked in disbelief, you tried your best not to laugh out loud.
You hated Goyle, he always bullies the ones that he believed was weaker, even Alice. He always made fun of Alice and how she always tries to get people's attention. Now look how the tables have turned.
"He asked me out with those cheesy pick up lines, doll. I tried my best not to laugh and just rejected him immediately" you were both still laughing. She stated some of the pick up lines that made you laugh so much but you still tried not to be loud so in the end, you choked on your own saliva while she stifled a laugh as she pats your back.
The laughter seemed to be a curse, bad luck, or just joy before a disaster. Because right after that you all saw a yellow light sparked to the sky, it was from someone in the maze.
You were the only one who was not confused, because as that yellow spark flashed, it was a message for you.
'He is safe. Cedric's with him'
Red sparks were seen earlier, it must have been a marker for the injured ones, but the Yellow ones, the audience and judges didn't know what it meant, only you.
You started praying to the higher ups, if they were ever there, listening to you. You prayed that they would be fine. Only a few scratches, but still good. After just a few minutes another yellow spark was seen, the people decided to shrug it off, but you, you were beyond happy and relieved. The second spark should mean that they got to the cup. They should be arriving any second now.
You anxiously waited for them, ten seconds, twenty, thirty, and then a minute and they weren't still here.
'Little Hangleton' 'Back in power' ‘Dark Lord’ 'Coming Back' 'Do your job' 'Kill'
Voices started to cloud in your mind, Moody, Barty Jr., Voldemort, memories, you patched up the information you got.
And without even thinking twice you disapparated, thankful that Dumbledore lifted the anti-disapparition charm because there were a lot of outsiders anticipating the third task.
You grunted as you stumbled, you hated how apparition makes your insides like they were being squeezed. It was convenient of course, but you didn't like it.
"Kill the spare" you heard, your vision was still dizzy, but you knew that voice. Your vision was blurry, the world was spinning and it felt like your intestines were spinning too. It was the after effect of apparating.
You stood up, still feeling nauseous, “NOOO!” you shouted as you ran, there were figures and you knew who they were. “Avada Kedavra!” it was definitely Pettigrew, no, not Cedric, not me, not Harry, don’t kill us, please, the words repeated in your mind. The few steps felt like a hundred, you wanted to stop time, and as you rushed towards the figures your vision was slowly being clear. And by the time you can entirely see clearly, you wished, you hoped, that someone blinded you, you wished that this was a dream, hallucination, but as you collapsed on your knees, as the rough ground kissed your legs, it was all real.
“Alice...” tears started to fall from your face as you looked at her face. Her reddish cheeks was now white, her lively eyes was now soulless, her warmth,
It’s gone, she’s gone.
“YOU!” You stood up, picking up your wand, Cedric stood beside you, “Free Harry” You commanded him, your nose was now flaring, glaring at the two figures in front of you, Peter Pettigrew carrying the weak Voldemort.
“Expulso!” you incant, in a snap, Voldemort was now dropped to the ground while Pettigrew was far away, “I’ve had enough of you. You and your values” you stared at Voldemort who was now crawling away, he was so weak, and this was the only time you could do it. The only time you could take revenge from all the lives he took.
“You’re so weak, and you should stay weak” You stepped on his thin legs, he screeched like a creature tortured, “You deserve, every, single, pain” now you stomped on his hand, you felt the bone touch the sole of your feet despite wearing shoes.
“Sectumsempra!” you cried at his pleading face, you thanked that potions book you saw in the classroom. You watched as so blood just came out from the child like figure in front of you, for a second you thought you were doing something beyond your morals, but you remembered, the images of people that this person-no- monster killed, the mothers, fathers, sons, daughters, and friends, he took away so many lives, he made the world like his playground, killing whoever he felt to kill, and that justified what you did. Regret was not even near.
“Incarcerous” Cedric’s voice echoed, the tense was back again, Pettigrew was still here, “We’ll take care of him” he told you, giving a second to glance at the lifeless Voldemort that was on the ground, curled, you nodded as an approval.
And like a vase dropped, or someone threw a big stone to your head, you remember Alice's bleeding body, her opened eyes but why? Why is there a ghost of a smile plastered on that doll-like face?
You slowly walked to her lying body, you never expected that this would happen, that she, she would do something like this. Did she just suddenly hold your arm as you disapparated? Is that why she splinched, her arms, even her legs were bleeding.
“Dumbass, did you even know where I was going.” you kneeled, reached for her face and removed the strands of hair that were blocking her face. “You’re so dumb. Who’s going to call me doll anymore” you blinked and a tear fell straight to her cheek, you blinked again, another tear fell, you blinked, again and again, and at the same time, tears fell on her pale face, you cried, wailed, even shouted while hugging her body.
She was there when you needed her, she was there to understand you. She was there when you cried, laughed, even if you were sick, she was there.
“Doll, come here.” Alice called you while you were packing your things, you were a mess, you just heard that your mother was ill, you have to go home. You sighed and let go of the clothes and walked towards her, she tapped the seat in front of the mirror.
“You know, you should always look tough in front of the people you have to protect. That’s what my parents told me before. The people that saved them from the Death Eaters, they were tough, I told you about that right?” she started brushing your hair, you examined your reflection, your eyebags were visible, you were also definitely thinner than usual, you felt drained.
“Before my ma died, she told me information about those who saved them. My ma and pa owe their life to them.” even if you didn’t look at her face, you know she was smiling. “She told me that when they were being saved, the woman was pregnant” you can feel the gentleness from her touch.
“And?” you asked, she was now tying your hair, “and she told me to protect that child, a token of gratitude for giving my ma and pa another tomorrow” she placed the flower accessories in your hair.
“Did you protect the child?” you turned to her and saw her eyes twinkled, “I still am doll” she replied to you before she handed your bag. Alice used magic to help you pack, you laughed and hugged her, “Thank you” your mouth curved into a smile. “Aww it’s nothing” she waves her hand and rolls her eyes, acting shy. “Shut up” you chuckle before you turn your back and step outside.
“You impulsive lady, how about that child you should protect. How can you protect them if you’re dead” You were still crying, thinking about all the memories you had with her, and how you would tell Phoebe, she would be heartbroken.
Was it really necessary? Are sacrifices really necessary? You just wanted to stop a war, a cycle, you wanted to follow the path your parents took, are deaths really necessary? In exchange for peace, a life should be taken. A meaningful life, someone's daughter, friend, and stranger.
[present]
“Y/N!” a woman’s voice called you, you turned your head and saw a woman, her hair was now just above her shoulder, brown curls jumping as she walked the hill. “Phoebe” you greeted and opened your arms, she sprinted and hugged you.
“Oop, be careful with the tummy” you grinned and touched your tummy, there was already a big bump, you were pregnant. “Hello there little one” she lowered herself and talked to your bump.
“It’s her death anniversary isn’t it” she straightened herself and was now staring at the headstone.
Alice Constance O’Brien
March 12, 1978 - June 24, 1995
“Hmm” you answered, peace and silence enveloped the both of you. “It was Alice all along.” sadness took over your face as you remembered what Alice has done for you.
Loving daughter and friend
A hero
“Ced that night when you saw me following the man. Why were you still roaming?” you asked Cedric as he sat at the library.
“I haven’t told you yet? It was the Head Boy, well technically it was Alice actually, she told me that the head boy couldn’t find me so he asked her to tell me. My schedule changed that time” he muttered as he chewed a pumpkin pasty. Your eyebrows shot up and just shrugged. You owe Alice an acid pop at Hogsmeade.
“She was the one who told me about your situation. She must have known about the dark mark but never told us. She wanted to help you, but in the shadows.” Remus admitted as you talked to him about Alice’s death. He was shocked, the whole society members actually. They are now taking care of his subjects that were lurking around.
“Hello ladies!” George and Fred suddenly appeared, both of them wrapped their arms around each of your shoulders. “Fred. I prefer women, thank you” Phoebe removed Fred’s arm and even tried to dust it off, “Rude” Fred squinted his eyes at her while she just smirked and flipped her hair.
“Where’s your husband and brother?” George asked and also placed flowers at the ground. Now there were a lot of flowers for Alice. “You’re liking that aren’t you?” you talked to the headstone, you were all just silent. Even the loud twins fell in silence, they liked Alice, not romantically, they admired her, how she was unique, always had a voice, and how she stood up for herself.
“I love it doll” you heard a whisper as the breeze came by, you knew it was her, it had always been her. She was still there, watching.
“Oh Alice” Phoebe started crying, the twins tried to offer her a hug but she went to you instead, you sniggered as you saw their offended face.
They all felt her.
“Hey!” two voices called all of your attention and there it was, Cedric your husband, and your eight year old brother. Theodore hurried to the twins that immediately picked him up, he liked them. “We bought snacks.” Cedric raised a basket and spreaded out a cloth to the grass.
“Are you crying?” Cedric inspected Phoebe who still has her nose red from crying. “Yes. What about it” she rolled her eyes and got bread from the basket while Cedric was still arranging the cloth. “I’m just asking.” Cedric chuckled and shook his head.
You observed each and one of them, they all changed, with their own careers and life, of course they will change. Cedric was now working at the ministry, he did once think about being a professional quidditch player, but he felt like a work at the ministry would be better, and he liked it. The twins and their joke shop was still going, stronger as it was before, they’ve built quite the reputation, and Phoebe, she was now a Herbologist, she always had an interest in plants.
And you, you also built your career, with your dream job.
Are you seeing this Alice? I made it. We made it.
You carefully sat at the cloth and they all asked you what you would name the child inside of you. Your eyes gleamed, you always knew that if you had a chance to name your child it would be…
I decided to create a masterpost that would help you with what you are struggling with. Hopefully any of the links below will help you!
Reminder; You’re going to be okay. What you are going through will pass, just remember to breathe.
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Distractions;
Here are some distractions to help keep your mind occupied so you aren’t too focused on your thoughts.
-Draw something
-This website translates the time into colours.
-Create your own galaxy.
-Play flowing.
-Make a 3D line travel where ever you like.
-Listen to music.
-Calm.
-Ocean mood, do nothing for two minutes.
Sleep issues;
- 8 hour sleep music.
-Rainy mood.
-Meditation.
-Coping with nightmares.
-How to cope with nightmares, 11 steps.
-Calm
-Foods that can affect your sleeping, both positive and negatively.
Uncomfortable with silence;
-Rainy mood.
-10 hours of rain and thunder.
-3 hours of rain and thunder.
-Human heartbeat.
-Rainforest.
-Sound of rain on a tin roof.
-Autumn wind.
-Rain on a tent
-Traffic in the rain.
-Soft traffic.
-Fan.
-Train.
-Simply noise.
-My noise.
-Rainy cafe.
Anxiety;
-How to stop worrying.
-Tips to manage anxiety and stress.
-The 10 best ever anxiety management techniques.
-Self-help strategies for anxiety.
-Helping a friend with anxiety.
-All about worrying.
-8 myths about anxiety.
Sad, angry and depressed/depression;
-“I’m always sad”
-Feeling sad.
-Going through trauma.
-“I’m always angry”.
-Anger management.
-All about anger.
-National helplines and websites.
-Self-help strategies for depression.
-Dealing with depression at work.
-Dealing with depression at school.
Isolation and loneliness;
-Pets and mental health.
-All about loneliness.
-“I feel so alone”
-10 more ideas to help with loneliness.
-How to deal with loneliness.
Self-harm;
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- Don’t stress about being fixed because you’re not broken.
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- This is temporary. You won’t always feel like this.
-You are not alone.
-You are enough.
-You are important.
-You are worth it.
-You are strong.
-You are not a failure,
-Good people exist.
-Reaching out shows strength.
-Breathe.
-Don’t listen to the thoughts that are not helping you.
-Give yourself credit.
-Don’t be ashamed of your emotions, for the good or bad ones.
-Treat yourself the same way as you would treat a good friend.
-Focus on the things you can change.
-Let go of toxic people.
-You don’t need to hide, you’re allowed to feel the way you do.
-Try not to beat yourself up.
-Something is always happening, you don’t want to miss out on what’s going to happen next.
-You are not a bother.
-Your existence is more than your appearance.
-You are smart.
-You are loved.
-You are wanted.
-You are needed.
-Better days are coming.
-Just because your past is dark, doesn’t mean your future isn’t bright.
-You have more potential than you think.
- Your value doesn’t decrease based on someone’s inability to see your worth.
Please remember to look after yourself and know that you are more than worth it and you deserve to be happy. Keep smiling butterflies x
When she wakes up, she's in an unfamiliar place. And George is standing in front of her.
But it's not George.
"Mum?" But she can't tell it's not George. She thinks she's just dreaming. But then she notices the boy in front of her still has a ear.
"Fred?"
But the twin in front of her just chuckles. "No mum, it's George."
Molly smiles. "Am I dreaming? Are you sure you're George?"
"I'm only joking, I am Fred."
And Molly Weasley realizes. And she bursts into tears. And she runs forward and wraps her arms around her son and pulls him into such a warm motherly hug. The type of hug that Fred hadn't had from his mother in years.
And another figure starts approaching the reunited mother and son. Her hair is also red and for a moment Molly thinks its Ginny.
But she recognizes green eyes and recognizes this woman is not Ginny.
It's Lily Potter.
When she's close enough to Molly, Lily hugs her, and they both cry.
"Since you and Arthur took care of my boy while I was gone, James and I took care of yours," Lily whispers.
And they had. James, Sirius, and Remus had taken Fred in as their 4th Marauder, to make up for the 4th from the past who betrayed them. And Fred caused mischief with them and told stories of what he and George did.
And Lily Potter was there when Fred first arrived, and he broke down because he couldn't leave his other half behind, why did he have to die,it was all his fault, George was alone, and she was there to hug him and take care of him and help him.
So when George Weasley arrives, Fred is waiting there for him. They sprint at each other, and Fred knocks George, who looks older than Fred, over, onto the ground and they embrace each other and they cry together because after so, so long they were both whole again. And Fred introduces George to the Marauders, and the Marauders take in George too, so the new Marauders have 5 instead of 4. And they cause mischief and share their ideas and even after so, so long, Fred and George can still complete each other's sentences without a second thought and they just both feel whole.
Pairings: Lucius Malfoy x OC, Lucius Malfoy x Narcissa Malfoy
Warnings: angst maybe?? idrk
Note: This is just full of tension and stuff bcuz writing abt real cheating makes me uncomfy
Word Count: 1.7k
gif not mine, ctto<33
She wasn't supposed to feel this. It was not in the contract and her morals are telling her to stop. But just the thought of Lucius made her heart skip a beat, the first time Lucius laid his eyes to her, the first time their skins touched, and the first time they made a mistake.
"Joey!" A woman called her name, it snapped her back to reality, she immediately came to where the voice was.
"Yes ma’am?" Her voice was sweet as she composed her posture in front of her mistress.
"I'm going to visit Bella at Azkaban tomorrow, can you fix my things? I'll be staying around there and come back the day after. I trust you'd take care of Draco?" Narcissa Malfoy stood up, she's beautiful, sophisticated, elegant, and came from a powerful family. Narcissa' eyes gleamed at her back.
“Lucius” she greeted her husband and walked past her. Now, Joey was looking at the 4 year old blond boy that was just staring at her, he’s a cute little boy and she knew that he would be pretty attractive once he grows up.
“Hello, Draco” a deep voice filled her ears, a man kissed the cheek of the young boy, his scent brushed to her nose that made her insides shake. It was him.
Lucius Malfoy.
“Joey” his cold grey eyes shifted to her ocean blue ones, he nodded slightly to greet the woman. Which she just answered with a bow, her dark brown hair covered her face. She didn’t want to have eye contact with him any longer.
“You should start packing my things Joey, we’ll take care of Draco” Narcissa tapped her shoulder, she quickly made way to the master’s bedroom after she greeted them both.
The manor was big, if she was just born in a rich family, and if she wasn’t just a squib, her life might be just like this. A nice manor, living with her husband and kids, coming home after work and giving a kiss on the cheek. It was all she just dreamt about.
She opened the door to the bedroom, it was thrice as big as her bedroom, the room screamed elegance, from the portraits down to the bed. Before she can be lost from her thoughts she starts packing Narcissa’s things.
Joey was so into packing the right things for Narcissa, if she concentrates on something she wouldn’t mind her surroundings anymore. She would be in her own personal bubble.
She was so focused that she didn’t notice Lucius entering the room,
“You should include this” Lucius handed a recent photograph of Draco, “It’s for Bellatrix” he said before she took it from his hand. Their fingers brushed and she felt electricity from it, it traveled from her fingertips to her whole body. She never liked how Lucius could affect her.
“I- should go, I’ll wait outside, I’ll continue after you’re done” she uttered and tried to walk to the door, “No. Stay here. There’s not much difference whether you’re inside or outside. Just continue what you’re doing Joey” it was obvious from his voice that he was smirking, Joey wants to go, but she wanted to finish this. So, she went back to the bag and continued to pack Narcissa’s things while Lucius changed.
Of course Lucius didn’t change in front of her, but the way they always have accidental touches, or so that's what she thinks, was making her mind crazy.
“I’m done” she declared and without a doubt exited the room. She can feel the tension and as much as it was addicting, she didn’t want it.
Her day should be done, she normally eats with Dobby but she couldn’t find the elf. She shrugged her shoulders and took a plate, filled it with food and headed to her room. It was small but decent enough, she had a bed just right for her, a cabinet, and a study table where her piles of books were placed, she didn’t have a bookshelf and she’s ashamed to ask her master and mistress. She’s just a maid after all.
She slept with her stomach full, thinking about the book she just recently read, Romeo and Juliet. It made her unconsciously smile thinking about the love story of these two, it was beautiful but tragic.
In the middle of the night Joey felt pressure on her bed, but she was half asleep and never cared, so she continued to just sleep.
The morning sunlight made her wake up, it was another day at the manor, another day to work.
“Goodmorning Draco '' she greeted the boy who was only sitting at the couch, looking at pictures of broomsticks. She smiled as she saw how quidditch really has his interest. “You want a broomstick?” she asked sweetly and sat beside him, the boy just nodded and flipped the page of the magazine. “I want to ride it and play” he looked at her, his eyes just like his father’s. “One day Draco, you will. I promise” she patted his head that gained her a smile from the boy.
“Have you eaten yet?” she questioned him after he put down the book, he shook his head to answer. “Come on” she offered her hand which he took. His touch was fragile, this boy is fragile, and she wished she could watch him grow. But she knew that next month, the contract ends. She has heard this boy’s first words, seen first walk, and heard even the first time he called her name. She treated him like her own son even if she was just 19 when she started working for them. Now that she’s 23, the contract ends. Joey felt a pang in her chest as she realized that there is a big chance she won’t see this boy again, she won’t see Dobby again, and she maybe even can’t apologize to Narcissa for almost kissing her husband.
It was a mistake, but her feelings weren’t. But she wanted to respect Narcissa, if she can’t respect herself, then Narcissa still has to be respected. Even if sometimes their relationship isn't good, it’s not an excuse.
Joey was tempted, she hated herself but hated Lucius more, she didn't know what came to her head, maybe because she never knew love, or was it even love, Lucius is not capable of love, unless it is to his family.
She threw away the thoughts and carefully helped Draco sit at the dining table, there was already food prepared for three people, it must be Dobby.
Draco and Joey just talked about random things like the alphabet and words that Draco learned these past days, this was the definition of a normal morning for her. Narcissa, Draco, and her, just talking about random things, when it all changed after Lucius ruins it. She hated Lucius, but at the same time she was confused.
While they were still eating Lucius sat at the seat across them, holding the Daily Prophet. Her lips pursed into a thin line and just made Draco finish his food. The dining room that was filled with laughs of a little boy and a woman was now silent. Only the clanging of the spoons and fork were heard.
“Your contract ends next month Joey” Lucius said and put down the Daily Prophet, he glanced at Draco who was busy observing and eating his food, then he turned to Joey again. “I know” she answered dully, now losing the appetite. Lucius raised his eyebrow and stated “We could exten-”
“No.” she declared and her eyes narrowed at him. “It’s fine” and she continued to eat. They three sat in silence. She can feel the gaze of Lucius but chose to ignore him. If he doesn’t appreciate his family, she does, and she doesn’t want to be the person to ruin this, ruin the smiles of Narcissa and Draco. They treated her good, and it was just the bare minimum for her to not hit back on the man of the house.
Lucius stood up and motioned her to follow. “Finish that Draco, you’ll wait for me yeah?” she told the blond boy and he smiled and nodded, continuing his meal.
“What’s this about?” her voice sounded angry, it’s because she is, what does he want now? Try to tempt her again? Make her doubt herself? Make her extremely guilty just because she was swayed by a man who has his own family?
“Joey please” Lucius tried to touch her hand but she instantly backed up, “No Lucius, I am not your pet, I am not someone that you can just let your obsession out, no” her eyes burned with contempt while looking at him.
“You’re the only one that can make me feel like this Joey” there are prominent lines between his eyebrows, his voice was pleading, it was always this voice that he used to woo her, she thinks that it was successful, but seeing him this desperate, she didn’t, he didn’t succeeded, because she was just disgusted by this man.
“Make you feel what exactly Lucius?” her nostrils flared and continued to look at the man in front of her. “See?” a corner of her mouth lifted, “You don’t know exactly. Because you’re obsessed Lucius! You have a family and I don’t want to ruin that. But you didn’t care! Well surprise! I do!” her voice was full of hatred, disgust, and her face was now frowning.
“You should stop” Joey added and sighed while she shook her head to the speechless Lucius in front of her. “You have a family.” she finished, the words leaving her mouth weren’t heavy at all, it felt like the heavy weight she felt suddenly disappeared.
This is her, she never loved this man, but she loved the idea of him in her head, she was in love with the idea of love. Not him.
That’s when she started walking away from him, going back to Draco. Now, she can continue without thinking about how screwed up she was, because she wasn’t, she was just lonely, and she knows that eventually, she will find someone that will make her fall in love, not the idea of it, but with the person instead.
Series summary: A very unfortunate situation happened and it resulted in very unfortunate events. You had everything, a good boyfriend that everyone dreamed of, best friends that you got in a twin pack, and a loving school. It was a calm before a storm and in your sixth year the storm came. You faced the consequences your deceased parents run from, you were only left with your only family, your little brother. What would you do in order to save him? The answer is, everything, even if it means joining a terrorist group of wizards, joining THE DEATH EATERS…
Chapter Summary: 3 weeks have passed, you did get hate, but after a while it calmed down. Maybe because of the new “thing”, Cedric and Cho. They look good together and you tried your best to be happy for them. Not until the second task, Cho was important to him, you get it. As you headed back to the castle you were greeted by Dobby and took you to the residence of the Black family. You found out what your parents really did, and when you were on your way back to the castle after the talk you had with Remus and the others, Cedric suddenly appeared in front of you at Hogsmeade, and is that worry in his eyes?
Note: there is no specific house:))) i can make requests if y’all have one.
Warnings: Angst, torturing, mentions of death. And itty little fluff.
Word count: 3.9k
Sometimes, it would really hurt after you made the right choice, but you would always wonder, was it really the right choice if it cuts this much.
“Y/N?” George snapped his fingers that directed your attention to him. He was smiling sadly to you, “Fred and I brought you Cauldron Cakes.” he sat beside you and handed you a bag, it wasn’t just Cauldron Cakes, there were also Chocolate Frogs, Liquorice Wands, and Acid Pops.
“You didn’t have to bother George, I’m fine really. It’s been what? 2 or 3 weeks already, I’m doing great” you smiled widely at him, the corners of your eyes wrinkled as you tried your best. “Yeah alright” his face relaxed and shifted his view on what you were looking at earlier.
You were at the courtyard, sitting on a bench, you wanted to breathe fresh air after cramming. It felt good, just feeling the February breeze blowing your hair, giving you kisses, it was freedom being blown by the wind. You didn’t mind the chatter of the other students who were hanging out in the courtyard, their laughter wasn’t annoying at all, it felt natural, their smiles weren’t forced-but you know each one of them has or is still fighting a battle.
“You like it here now?” Fred arrived and sat at your other side, now you’re in the middle of the twins, “sort of” you scrunch your nose and titled your head, there was comfort seeing these people. It might sound weird because some of them hated you, although they must have forgotten about it already, you still received howlers and glares before. But after almost a month, they all seem to move on, you wished it was just that easy.
“Is something itchy Y/N?” George asked you as you were unconsciously scratching your left forearm, he was about to reach for it but you instantly avoided it but not in a suspicious way, thankful for the snitch that suddenly went in your direction.
You caught the snitch that’s why it was not suspicious, you would’ve kissed the person that owned that snitch but your mood changed in a snap as you saw who were walking towards you.
It was Cho, with Cedric.
“Oh hey, may I?” Cho pointed to your hand where the snitch is, your lips curved into a smile as you stood up and handed the snitch to Cho, you glanced at Cedric for a second and was greeted by his blank stare. You purse your lips as they start to walk away.
“They’ve been spending more time together” Fred muttered after one whole minute of silence after you sat down again. You saw in your peripheral vision that George was mouthing him to not say anything. You half smiled and pulled your head back and watched the sky, the clouds moving as they took unrecognizable shapes, the birds flying, and even a few of the students who were riding their brooms.
“It’s fine George, and yes, I know. Who wouldn’t notice. Not me” You inhaled the fresh air, images flashing before your eyes.
You walked back to your dorm and closed the door. Your roommates weren’t there yet. You took this opportunity to grab your trunk and open it. Hidden at the very bottom of it was a letter. At first look you would think that this was just an ordinary letter, but seeing that there was a hair purposely attached to the envelope, you know who it was from.
Dear Y/N,
Your brother is fine, I heard from a fly that there’s something that is going on in your life. End that now. Death Eaters don't do attachment unless it is attachment by blood. I have high expectations for you, my lovely subject. You don’t want to disappoint me right? My coming back is almost near and if you ruin that, then prepare to say farewell to your ickle brother.
You trembled as you read it. This letter came just before that picture of Cedric. You didn’t have the guts to read it before, until now. You had to make sacrifices, Cedric can find another girl, and it seems like he already did.
“Ced?” you called his name while you lay at his chest, “Yes, dove?” he sounded sleepy, his arms wrapping you. “If we broke up, would you find another girl?” you looked at him, he was just staring at the ceiling, his long lashes peeking at you, you pouted as you thought how unfair it was, why do men always have the long lashes.
“How about you?” he was now looking at your eyes, his stares were direct to your soul, in his eyes you can’t hide any secrets, it would all be naked.
“I don’t know” you shrugged, broke the eye contact, and reached for his hand and intertwined it with yours.
His chest was going up and down, you felt his warmth wrapping you “My answer would be,” he guided your face to look at him again, “no” he smiled sweetly, “I date to marry Y/N, and I don’t think I would love anyone like how I love you” he planted a kiss on your forehead.
Liar.
Another day and it was the day of the second task, you weren’t so sure as to why Harry was so off.
“Harry, you alright?” You walked up to him as you headed to the Black Lake, worry and anxiety was all over his face. He looked at you and you saw how he swallowed so excessively for many times, showing that he is not okay, “Have you seen Hermione and Ron?” Harry asked, his eyes can’t focus in one direction. You stopped and grabbed his shoulders.
“No. I haven’t seen them, but Harry, you need to focus.” you stared at his eyes, your brows furrowed. “You’ll do great, and I know Hermione and Ron are fine, they wouldn’t miss their bestfriend fight for 1000 galleons” you chuckled as the tense in his face slowly disappeared. “Come on” you wrapped your arms around his shoulder and headed to the shore.
“So what’s in the egg?” you asked him, he was still looking around and you understood him. Even if it was you who was in his shoes you would be anxious, this tournament can bring you death or glory. And your best friends, your supports, weren’t there, it must feel twice as heavy.
“‘come seek us where our voices sound,
We cannot sing above the ground,
And while you're searching ponder this;
We've taken what you'll sorely miss,
An hour long you'll have to look,
And to recover what we took,
But past an hour, the prospect's black,
Too late, it's gone, it won't come back.’.
That’s what it said-or more like sang” Harry looked at your confused face. “So they took something important or close to you?” your eyes squinted at the view of the twins who were still doing their gambling booth.
“I think so” he yawned, he must have gotten little sleep.
“Step up mates, don’t be shy!” you heard George and Fred calling the students, “Merlin, what’s the point of this?” you let go of Harry and he went to his classmates, while you headed to the twins.
“Oi! What’s the score?” you asked that made their heads turn to you in shock, their faces brightened up and told you the score.
“Shut up. Fleur’s great” you rolled your eyes and stood beside them. “Yeah we know” they both said and fixed their gaze on Fleur, Fred immediately removed it and continued to take the bets while George was busy staring at somewhere, it wasn’t Fleur, but perhaps her friend.
“You two doing fine?” you nudged George that made him slightly jump, he shook his head and smiled “got into an argument. Got any advice, lover girl?” he teased you, you laughed and pulled his ear, “If you continue this I swear to the founders of Hogwarts I am going to cut your ear off” you said while he chuckles and still saying ouch.
Someone cleared their throat that made you three stop, “Ah! Pretty boy, what is it that you need?” Fred asked while secretly pokes you. “I’m going to place a bet” he still has that cold stare whenever you’re around, completely different from that warm look he always had.
“To who?” George asked, raising his eyebrows, “To myself” he handed a sickle, after that he just turned his back to the three of you, it was complete silence, it was never expected.
“A confident lad we got there mate” George chuckled and handed the sickle to Fred who also laughed, you just plastered a smile on your face still observing Cedric’s back, he’s also tensed, you know him, but he’s just hiding that with his stupid smile. You never wished Cho to be here so much, where in the bloody Earth is that girl?
Your question was answered when you saw Cedric coming up from the water, Cho wrapped in his arm as they tried to inhale oxygen, your heart shattered at their sight.
So she’s the valuable one, the one he’ll sorely miss.
You smiled bitterly as the cheers grew louder. The two talked. Well if he’s with Cho, he won’t be risked to any danger.
“I hate you.” you whispered and made your way back to the castle, there were no tears that streamed down to your face and you hated it too. Your heart felt heavy, it was so hard to breathe that you had to stop just to compose yourself. Your hands resting on your knees you were alerted when you heard the leaves crunching. Immediately getting your wand and looked up, only to be greeted by Dobby.
“Dobby?” you slowly put down your hand and looked at the elf in front of you. “Hello Y/N Y/L/N. Dobby is here asked by Remus Lupin, Dobby can’t take you anywhere without your consent, will you come with me?” he was looking up at you, you treated Dobby like any other living thing, you never treated him as a slave, that’s why you’re part of S.P.E.W.
You observed his face and later on accepted his hand, you would rather go wherever Dobby would take you, other than this place.
“Sirius?” You were greeted by Sirius black when you and Dobby arrived at 12 Grimmauld Place, you weren’t familiar with this place but you know this was the residence of the Black family.
“How are you dear?” he hugged you, Sirius was sort of close with your family, well the Blacks to be specific. But you know your parents didn’t like most of them, they had a disagreement with most of the purebloods who sided with the Dark Lord.
“Let me go!” you shouted as the Carrow siblings held you and your parents. “Shh. You might wake your little brother, Y/N” Amycus peered at you and smiled devilishly. “Please. Don’t hurt my children” your father begged, your mother was now in tears as she looked at you, your lips were bleeding after Alecto slapped you. Thinking that would shut your mouth.
“Please” Your mother now looking at you apologetically, you just got home after getting a letter that your mother was ill, you got permission from school and this is what greeted you.
“Let her go. I beg you” your mother looking at Amycus, her eyes pleading, the color drained out her face. “Alright, we’ll let your children go. But after the story telling” he smirked and looked at you.
“You know, your father and mother, they were born in very influential and powerful families, pure blooded people. Until later on they were recruited to be on the Dark Lord’s side of course, they agreed but on one condition, no dark mark.” He looked at the forearms of your parents, true enough, there were none.
“The Dark Lord believed they were loyal subjects,” Alecto brushed the tip of her wand to your jaw, her nostrils flared at the sight of you. “But after a while, it seemed like the enemies always knew what was up on our sleeves. We tried to contact them again, but they were-poof! Gone” she laughed like a mad woman and it immediately changed to her teeths grinding. She threw a spell at random spots of your house that made loud noises, glass shattering, portraits falling, and many more.
Your shouts being overwhelmed by the chaotic noise. After a while, the noise stopped, “Don’t worry about little Theodore, he’s sleeping soundly. No, we didn’t kill the poor child, we're not murderers” Amycus giggled. You felt your stomach turned upside down, you were disgusted by them.
“Crucio!” Amycus pointed his wand to your parents, you screamed and screamed as you watched them wince in pain, their veins pulsing in their necks, trying their best to breathe.
“STOP! PLEASE STOP!” You cried, your face went pale as you saw their faces. Your parents are in pain and you cannot do anything. “Please” you whispered, head facing the floor, you felt the energy drain from you.
“Get your brother Y/N” your mother mouthed to you, the siblings not paying attention to them. She was still in pain, your eyes were blurry from the tears but you still nodded. You secretly reached for a big chunk of shattered glass and swiftly cut the rope that was tied to your wrist.
It was as fast as lightning that you got into Theodore’s room. You locked the door, it was nice that every room in this house was chanted with an anti-apparition charm except for the living room. You picked up the sleeping boy and headed to his wardrobe. You heard banging on the door but you chose to not be distracted by it.
The second wooden wardrobe looked normal on the outside, but it was not, it was an emergency door, while carrying your brother in your arms you also grabbed the emergency bag. Your parents always had an emergency plan and you never thought you would need it.
Stepping inside the wardrobe, you wanted to go back, but you can’t use magic, you don’t even know enough spells to defend your family from skilled killers.
You wiped your tears and continued. The sunlight immediately hit your face as soon as you stepped in the back of your house. With all the hesitation you have, you run, not minding the bag that has a dangling keychain where it says “With you, always and forever”.
You hated the idea that they might have expected this, that this is what they are meant to be, that this was meant to happen. Because as you run away from your comfort, from your home, you hear the words that made tears race down your face, words that made your throat dry, words that made you hug your brother tighter. The words,
Avada Kedavra.
“What?” you stood up from your seat as soon as Remus, Sirius, and Emmeline Vance revealed to you that your parents were double agents, they were with the Dark Lord for information and were really loyal to the Order of the Phoenix.
“When we heard what happened to them it was too late. Y/N I’m sorry” Emmeline went up to you and embraced you, she taps your back as you cried on her shoulder. You knew your parents weren’t bad people, you just needed confirmation, somehow a needle was removed from your chest, somehow you felt relieved, knowing that they fought for the many, for the good. It was a cry of relief but at the same time there was pain in there, you finally cried after weeks, it felt satisfying.
“I’m sorry” you worded out while you fidgeted your fingers, again, you four were sitting at the table. You know, you have to tell them. Tell them that you were forced to get the dark mark, that you didn’t have any choice, tell them that they have your brother. Tell them.
“Something is bothering you. Tell us” Remus said, your eyes darted on the glass that was on the table, you were uneasy, your hand was sweating and the voices in your head were starting again. Tell them. Don’t tell them. They would help you. They will hate you. It was so noisy, so loud, so crowded, you can’t control it. You were so in your head that you didn’t realize you broke the glass just by staring at it. They all flinched.
“I- I should go” you got up and was about to head to the door, but Sirius was fast enough to block the door while Emmeline held your wrist, “You can tell us Y/N, no one can hurt you here” she smiled to you, you sighed and slowly pulled the hem of your sleeve.
And there they saw it, fear crossed their faces first but after a second, sadness took over. “No” Sirius started shaking his head, trying to deny what he just saw, “When did you get that?” Remus asked, his eyes fixed on your forearm. “Summer” you answered. You heard Emmeline sniffed and Sirius turned his back on you, his shoulders shaking.
“Are you all crying right now?” you felt relieved that they didn’t hate you, or pushed you away. “Yes” they three answered, covering their faces with their hands. You wanted to chuckle, seeing grown ups cry, it was definitely not something you anticipated.
"You were just a child" Remus whispered but loud enough to fill the room, and there you realized, yeah, you were.
“They have my brother” you confessed as soon as they calmed down. “They blackmailed you?” Sirius asked while he wiped his nose with a tissue, you nodded as an answer. “Typical” his expression was dulled.
“You have to work with us Y/N. Let us help you” Sirius said and they all looked at you, waiting for your answer. “We will save you and your brother” they smiled at you, their smile had hope. That’s why you gave them the answer you knew was right. “Yes. I will work with you” your eyes gleamed, suddenly, you weren’t alone. It felt good.
Then, you told them all the information you got. Every.single.detail.
“Thank you sir Dobby” you flashed your teeth to the elf beside you as you two arrived at Hogsmeade. “Sir? Dobby likes that very much” the corners of Dobby’s mouth turned up. You giggled seeing his happy smile.
“You better go now Dobby, freedom awaits you” and so he did, he disappeared before your eyes after taking a look at your S.P.E.W. badge.
You walked now to Hogwarts, it was not that far and you could use a little time to think before you were greeted again by the smiles and laughs of people at the castle. Probably congratulating Cedric for saving Cho.
Hogsmeade was not silent, there were still people but not that many during Hogsmeade weekend trips, you did want to buy something but it seems like you didn’t bring any money with you. You wished that you should’ve asked the twins for a few sickles, they obviously had some.
Your eyes explored every store you passed as you walked, it felt carefree just walking to Hogsmeade freely, no students around, no yellings and such, it was just a fine afternoon. You didn’t notice that you spent hours at the Grimmauld Place, it was a nice chat with them and sooner, few arrived, such as Kingsley Shacklebot, and the new auror Nymphadora Tonks, she was fun to be with, especially given that she’s a metamorphmagus, that would be extremely cool and helpful at the same time.
The sky seemed to be clear, you breathed in and shutted your eyes, the wind must have taken that as a cue to blow you, unconsciously, you smiled, freely, not forced, not fake, the smile that you didn’t even notice until a voice made you open your eyes.
“I miss seeing that smile”
In front of you was the man you love, the man you dreamt of everyday, the man you decided to save, the man that has grey captivating eyes, chiseled jaw, and a stupid smile that will melt you.
Before you could even register that he was in front of you, he pulled you into a hug, tighter than ever, you wanted to go away from him, you wanted him to let you go, but your body said otherwise, because you wrapped your arms around his waist. Feeling his warmth. Feeling Cedric.
“Please don’t disappear like that again. I was so worried. Don’t do that again love. I don’t want to lose you” he muttered during your embrace, that's when you registered what was happening.
“No, no, no” you pushed him and took a step back. Your eyes pierced him, you didn’t know what to feel. You were confused, and by the looks of it, he was too.
“Y/N- “ he was pacing, his brows knitted and he washed his face with his hands. It was always his move to show frustration.
“Fuck.” he said and stopped, he stared at you and started saying things that made your stomach filled with butterflies, it made you feel bittersweet too. You still didn’t know what to feel.
“Y/N, I know you didn’t cheat on me, I know that decision we made during the night of Christmas was pure rubbish, and I don’t have any relationship with Cho. She likes my friend, and I was just helping her, she was also helping me…" he bites his lower lip, "to get back to you. That’s why I was shocked when she was the one I had to save. We were both confused, we don’t like each other" he continued.
"I miss you Y/N, you know that I would choose you over and over again because you’re my home, you’re my comfort, and I didn’t know what to do when you suddenly disappeared from my life. I also know how you can disappear anytime because of You Know Who, but I don’t care. I love you and I want to be by your side even now, I don’t want to protect you because I know you don’t need that but you need someone by your side, supporting you, and I want to be that person, I should be that person Y/N. I don’t want to regret anymore” Cedric’s eyes were filled with tears as he talked. It broke your heart seeing him like this.
“Ced” you slowly walked to him and held his face with one hand, his eyes closed and squeezed your hand, “I’m sorry. I love you too but it was the only way, they would hurt you. And I can’t imagine myself being the reason for your pain” your eyes getting moisty.
“How about you, weren’t you already in pain?” his eyes just looking at you, you two didn’t care about the location you're in, because in this moment you and Cedric only mattered.
"I can manage" you smiled despite both of your tears flowing down, "Liar" he pulled you and buried your head on his chest. Your hearts beating in sync, you didn't know if this was the right thing to do. But if you choose to be happy, if you choose the choices your parents made, then maybe, you can die without any regrets, you can die happily, knowing that you lived your life.
"Let's not do that anymore hmm?" Cedric strokes your hair while you just stand there, feeling and smelling him. He was so addicting.
Your nod was the answer.
Maybe you can save your brother and yourself at the same time. Maybe there's still a future, a bright one, waiting for you. Not just sacrifices, heartbreak, and death. Don't get lost in the dark they say, but the dark was your friend, and it won't let you get lost.
I have never seen a Slytherin and a Hufflepuff but I can already see this relationship will be 🧡❤️❣️💝💘💟💞💜💗💚💛❤️💖💓💗💘
-I’m pretty sure everyone knows Diggory since he’s incredibly handsome and tall all the girls were swoon when he would just smile at them
-But you, you would be rather calm unlike those girls who give him gifts, try to flirt with him or even follow him wherever he goes.
-Cedric seems to like that since you seem different to all the other girls-It just so happens you two are both prefect and he always tags along with you doing your prefect duties.
-Whenever Cedric sees you he’d hang out with you instead, one time he ask you to play him a song with your guitar and anyone who can see you two together they can tell Cedric has heart eyes for you
-When he has quidditch match you become his cheerleader, he would keep looking at you whilst playing
-That morning he was waiting for you in great hall and he saw your hair short he would ask why did you cut your hair but you just shrugged your shoulders and said you just did it, he would be sad because he loves your long hair but either way you were still pretty in Cedric’s eyes.
-Bored? You were daydreaming and Cedric glanced at you being lost in your thoughts he would snap his fingers and that would be enough to take your attention back, you’d look at him and he’s going to be like “I hope you were daydreaming about me, darling.”
-I feel like Cedric would love to listen to your favorite songs like you two would make playlist for one another and when you two hang out he has the other earbud and the other pair is yours while you two listen and admire the view.
-Going to Hogsmeade he’s goes there always with you.
-Girls will be soooo jealous to see you with him but you two remain unbothered.
-You two are inseparable
-This is more like a slow burned romance because soon after Cedric will only then realize.
-He would stop looking at other girls and realize he has always been with the girl he wants to be with for the rest of his life.
-cute relationship :< I have ever seen and the boy is whipped for you.
-He has that big smile he has when you and his family get along, he can already see his future with you in it.
Thank you for requesting love! This was fun to make I’m sorry it took me a while to answer you back. @cedricslover
can you write a oneshot with wolfstars daughter dating george
Here you go bestie<33 thank u for requesting!!
As a wolfstar shipper and a George girl myself😌, I hope you like this bestie<33
Pairings: Sirius x Remus, George x Fem! Reader
Warnings: some homophobia at the beginning, teasing Sirius Black lmaooo
Word Count: 2.4k
“You want a future with me?”
“Hello dear” you turned around and saw one of your fathers, “Dad!” you jumped and hugged him, you just got off the Hogwarts express, this would be your last summer break since you’re going to be seventh year the next time you step at Hogwarts.
“How’s my baby girl?” He looked at you as you broke the hug, you smiled at the sight of him “Doing great, where’s dad?” you looked around while he picked up your trunk, “Here!” you heard the voice of your other father and your heart jumped out of joy when you saw him, you ran to him and hugged him too.
“Here’s a chocolate for our princess” he handed you a bar of chocolate, “Remus! You ruined my moment with her, you should show up at the exit, not here, you’re ruining my quality time with our daughter!” suddenly Sirius was having a tantrum, not likely a tantrum actually, he was just whining.
“No” Remus answered and looked away while he bit into his own chocolate bar. You laughed at them, “Stop acting like kids” you said and linked your arms to theirs.
“Excuse us?” They both said in unison and looked at you, their forehead creasing that made you laugh even more.
“You may” you nodded while closing your eyes and your parents just looked at each other, and it seemed like they were blaming the other one as to why you are so sarcastic.
“Let’s just go home” you dragged them by the arms since theirs are still linked to yours. You giggled as you saw Sirius not even struggling while carrying your trunk and at the same time being dragged by his daughter, and giggled even more when you saw your other dad who was just eating his chocolate quietly while observing the surroundings.
You three were just like a happy family, parents picking up their child that came from a boarding school, if it weren’t just the ugly looks the people gave you.
It seems like Sirius was also bothered by how people looked at the three of you, seriously? Can’t they just manage their own business.
Remus on the other hand was like used to it, he didn’t show any bothered expression, he didn't want to feed their satisfaction. That is something you got from him, that’s why you just let the people be, but of course, Sirius being Sirius.
He removed his arms from your link and grabbed Remus' face and took a bite from the chocolate that was centimeters away from his lips-being that he was eating it, your eyes widened registering how did that happen so fast, your jaw dropped, and a smile slowly formed in your lips as you saw Remus turning scarlet.
“Gross” you removed your arm that was around Remus’ and walked past them, your smile didn’t left your lips as you see mixed reactions from the crowd at the station, some were smiling, some were confused, some were probably uncomfortable, and of course, the people who were obvious to be insulted or disgusted.
Needless to say, Sirius is your father, so you flicked those people who looked openly disgusted by them, they were sneering, frowning, and rolling their eyes.
“Fuck off git” you mouthed as you walk, turning to them while your middle fingers were greeting them.
“Good job princess” Sirius laughed and high fived you as you three arrived at the front of number 12 Grimmauld Place, you weren’t sure what was the good job for, is it for flicking those people off or for successfully apparating, you decided to shrug it off and just viewed the house, it was your father’s ancestral home, it was filled by terrible memories of his childhood but with you three living there, it was all buried deep down.
You unconsciously stared at the beautiful house that was concealed in the muggles eyes. You felt nostalgic seeing your dads walking towards the door, memories from your childhood appeared in front of you.
A girl in a yellow flowy dress, around the age of four, was running towards two men with their arms open wide, expecting that the little girl would run to them instead of the other, but what they didn’t expect was the little girl would run straight to the space between them and both hug them from the necks.
The little girl was giggling while her dads were teary eyed, that’s when they realized, she never had favorites, if she had the choice to not choose, she wouldn’t.
“Y/N?” Remus called you from the doorstep, his head was cocking from the door. “Oh!” you ran to the door “call me before dinner yeah?” you told Remus as you removed your shoes. You raised your gaze to him with flashing eyes and maintained eye contact, waiting for his answer.
“Alright” he replied to you, you felt sudden joy not even sure why but it did make you kiss him on the cheek. “Thanks!, Love you dad!” you shouted as you ran towards the stairs,
“HOW ABOUT ME?!” you heard Sirius who was probably at the kitchen doing Merlin knows what, “I LOVE YOU TOO!” you yelled while you ran the stairway.
“YOU BETTER BE NOT PREGNANT WITH THAT WEASLEY BOY’S CHILD Y/N!” Remus’ voice echoed and you laughed and stopped from entering your room and peeked down while holding at the stair rails.
“DON’T WORRY, I’M NOT PREGNANT!” you shouted back and you heard his sigh of relief, “YET!” you added and sprinted to your room and closed the door.
You heard both of their voices shouting your name. You cackle while heading to your study table, your room was cozy, it was filled with different drawings you made when you were a child, there was your very first black leather jacket that Sirius gave you before he bought you a bicycle, it was hanging from a corner, properly displayed, he was expecting you to like motorbikes like he did, and you did, you like riding motorbikes.
There was also your very first hair accessories that Remus bought for you, hair pins, hair clips, headbands, and many more. He was the one who likes to tidy you up, even before you make yourself dirty by running and riding the bike. Of course Remus struggled but thankfully, Lily did teach him a few hairstyles when they were teenagers, and the rest of his knowledge came from going to different hair salons just to ask how to style his daughter’s hair.
An owl bumped on your window that made your brows raise and shift your head to that direction.
“Errol?” you said the name of the owl and he dropped a letter to your hand before he headed to your table and lay down, acting very exhausted, of course to your utter panic you immediately got water and placed it in front of him. You sighed as he drank through the container, enough for him to drink.
While he relaxed you opened the letter.
Hello beautiful,
I’ll arrive there at six, see you.
Your husband,
George
You bit your lower lip and smiled, then you forgot, you haven’t told your dads yet. Without wasting any time, you apparated to the kitchen.
“Hey” you voice lingered behind their backs and they jumped, they turned their heads to you with wide eyes, “You don’t do that here” Sirius said while holding his chest, “I almost had a heart attack” he glared at you while you just tried to not laugh,
“You’re just getting old dad” you stated that made him glare at you more, Remus smiled very very sweetly at you, trying to bribe you to not say it “and you too” you smiled back, looking at their sour faces.
“Enough” Remus raised both of his hands and shaked it, trying to shoo you. “I was about to say that George’s arriving at si-” you didn’t have the chance to finish your sentence when someone knocked at the door.
“I’ll get it” you announced, you three were quite tensed as to who might be at the door, you weren’t expecting visitors this early, it wasn't 6 o'clock yet.
You opened the door, ready to run back to the kitchen if something goes wrong, but what greeted who was something-or someone, who had a mischievous smile, his red hair shining because of the sun, and his brown eyes gleaming at you.
“Hello dove” his smile became wider as he caught the perfect view of his girlfriend, her Y/H/C hair complimenting her skin, the eyes that were obviously shocked to see him, and the smile that slowly formed on her soft lips.
“George!” you mentioned his name when you processed who was standing in front of you, he gave you a peck on the lips before he grabbed your waist and pushed you carefully to the side so he can walk, “hello Sirs” he cleared his throat and rubbed both of his hand on his pants before giving your fathers a hand shake.
This would probably be their very first ‘formal’ meeting, they already met each other at Hogwarts, during the Triwizard tournament, but that wasn’t formal enough, unlike now.
George was scratching the back of his neck and was being really nervous, you just surveyed them, and when you noticed something it was too late because your mouth opened before you can even think twice
“Dad, you’re the smallest” you told Sirius that made the three of them look at you, firstly George was shaking his head slightly, trying to tell you that it was not the right time, then Remus was also looking at you, he was trying his best to cross his brows but you can see the ghost of smile that was in his face, on the other hand, Sirius was there shooting daggers at you with his eyes like you’re not his child, then he slowly looked at Remus and George.
George was obviously the tallest, but only an inch taller than Remus, while Sirius, he’s just not a six footer.
“I-uh come George let’s prepare the table” even though it was still early, you reached for George’s hand, still feeling the stares of your father, you wanted to laugh, so hard, but he might not buy you your favorite cereal, so you chose to suck it up.
“Why’d you do that?” George started talking as you fetched his wand and used it to prepare the table using magic, “it was my mouth’s fault, anyway, you told me you're arriving at six, it's not six yet” you answered and watched the floating plates and utensils.
“I was trying my best not to laugh dove, please don’t do that again in front of your parents, I might lose goodie points, and I meant six minutes not six o'clock” he chuckled as he hugged you from the back, wrapping his arms around your waist and laying his chin on the top of your head.
“Even if you lose goodie points, I’ll still love you don’t worry” you faced him and cupped his face, his face that was always as perfect, those freckles that can make a constellation, his eyes that you would prefer to look at rather than the stars, and his hair that would always stand out.
It was like a magnetic pull, your faces was slowly getting nearer and nearer, almost there, the finish line, his lips onto yours, inches turned to an inch, heartbeats getting fast, and you can feel his breath, then his soft lips was supposed to be next
Not until someone cleared their throat that made you push George out of reflex.
“No snogging in this house, you understand that angel?” Sirius crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows, “Yes dad” you replied, slightly embarrassed so you chose to continue to prepare the table while George can’t maintain eye contact with you or anyone in the room.
“Sorry dad” you walked to Sirius who was still in the entrance of the kitchen, surprisingly he smiled at you, “Yeah that’s for bullying me” he wrapped his arms over your shoulder “But about that almost kiss? I’m not mad don’t worry, we all kiss someone at some time” he added like it was just common sense for him to not get mad.
“I love you” you said out of the blue while you two watched Remus and George laughing at the dinner table, you rested your head on his chest, “I love you more princess” you felt him kiss the top of your head.
“Just walk with the boy outside while we clean here alright?” Remus looked at you and George, he tapped George’s shoulder before he turned his back to the both of you and be with Sirius who was still drinking wine at the table.
“Come on” George called you and touched your back to guide you, your eyes were still looking at your parents, mesmerized by their strong bond.
“Georgie?” you tried to get his attention while you two walked the dim lighted streets, only the flickering lamp posts and the moon were the sources of light.
“Hmm?” he was busy playing your hand, touching every bit of it, and even comparing it to his. “You think we would be like them?” you stopped on your tracks, feeling the night summer breeze brushing your skin, "Like who love?" He stared at you, now holding your hand firmly, "Sirius and Remus" you answered and tucked the few strands of hair that was bothering your face because of the wind, you looked at his eyes and saw amusement and adoration all over it.
“You’re asking me that?” a lopsided smile appeared on his face, you nodded slightly as an answer, “You’re thinking of marrying me?” he asked you again, now giving a full smile, you nodded again, “You," he pointed to you "want a future with me?” he pointed to himself, his eyes smiling the same as his lips, you nodded again, oblivious of how that made George’s inner monologues that was doubting what would happen with the both of you disappear, because who wouldn’t, you’re Y/N, raised by two amazing people, you’re beautiful, intelligent, bold, and many more that he would even consider you as perfect.
And you’re here, saying that you wanted a future with him.
Now, with the moon smiling at the both of you, the stars being your cheerleaders, your lips met, you hooked your arms around his neck while he cups your face with one hand and the other holding your waist.
At this night, two teenagers shared a kiss under a lamp post, during the summer of 1995.
