summary: you can't stop thinking about your married piano teacher, Mr. Badgley. and one day he slides under the instrument to show you how much he's been thinking about you too.
wc: 1k
cw: age gap (reader 19, Penn late thirties), cheating, piano teacher x student, pussy eating, fingering, female masturbation
Sundays are your favorite days, especially ones like this when the clouds hang low with a murky swirl in the sky. You're nineteen, and college is kicking your ass but you promised yourself you wouldn't think about the papers due when you're here, at Mr. Badgley's house.
You found his ad on craigslist, piano lessons..fifty bucks an hour you would've scrolled past it until you saw him, and his family. You felt safer in a random man's house when his wife and newborn baby were in the same room with you. So you started going there, ever since your freshman year.
Your raggedy car rolllsss to stop and you get out to see the lonely house, picked apart to be perfect, not a single thing out of place... except yourself.
His wife answers the door a few minutes after knocking, the cold biting your bare legs as you run in for warmth, completely missing her scowl at your lack of kicking the mat with your dirty boots.
Mr. Badgley offers you a warm smile, hair combed perfectly, sweater ironed and pants straight like every weekend. His eyes always look a little empty when you come. His wife jingles her keys around her finger as she readjusts the baby on her hip
"I'm going out, be done when I'm home" the same line. Every week. You smile her way but she doesn't pay mind to it, leaving you and her husband to play. you turn to Mr. Badgley but he's already walking to the connecting living room of the tiny house, sitting on the worn bench as he slides the fallboard up.
You sit next to him as he wears an excited smile, when he's like this, playing with you, it doesn't seem orchestrated by his wife. Every move he makes is analyzed by her, except this. The only reason he's allowed to do this is because they needed the extra money.
"Let's start where we left off last week, yes?" he asked and you nodded, you inhaled the mixture of musk and old books that surrounded the pianist as he began the background cords. his eyes are on you, they shine as his spine relaxes into the music and you begin your part. fingers dancing over keys as you try to remember the pattern
Your eyes squeezed shut once you messed the keys up. He smiles softly and lets a laugh out of his nose at your reaction
"Like this," his larger palm rests on top of yours as he guides your fingers, you nod and try again.
Soon enough an hour passes and you both rise from the bench and you dig into your purse for the fifty bucks you crumpled into it this morning, but, warm hands slide on top of your shoulder and the older man shakes his head.
"No need" he grins and tries to send you off but you insist, grabbing the money but he pushes you out the door.
"I will not have you pay for something that I enjoy just as much, Y/n, have a lovely week" The door softly shuts and you're left stunned.
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You roll around your dorm bed, restless as the man's words keep ringing in your head. Why didn't he let you pay?
Maybe you're being dramatic. But it isn't like the Badgleys are set either.
You shut your eyes in a huff, suffocating yourself in the pillow under you as you replay the keys in an attempt to lull you asleep
But it isn't just the keys you're thinking about...
It's how his hand guided yours, it's how he looked at you when it was your part to play, it's his scent, it's his being. It's driving you mad.
You arch your back slowly, fingers sliding down your body until you get to your aching core. slick-filled fingers rubbing yourself at the thought of your teacher's hands touching you, grabbing you, loving you.
You moan into the pillow, legs shaking as you cream around your fingers, the thought of him drives you wild.
So just how will you act the next time you see him?
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Before you know it, it's Sunday and you're back at the Badgleys, with his wife announcing her departure and the formal greetings of you and your teacher, you're back at that bench, side by side.
He starts the cords, and you follow trying to calm your shaking legs as you think about what fueled you that night. You couldn't even look him in the eyes this session.
His hand softly squeezes your bare thigh and you look back at the man.
"You're completely off" he informs you and you don't think your face could get redder.
"I-I'm so sorry...let's try again" you panic but his thumb rubs loving circles on your flesh.
"You usually think the world ends when you mess up, but you kept playing this time, you're mind is somewhere else Ms. Y/n."
"Sorry Mr. Badgley" you murmur
"Talk to me, get it off your chest so we can get back to playing" he smiles and you nod slowly
"...Why didn't you let me pay last time?" you ask, he stops for a moment as the hand on your thigh now rests on his face as he thinks for a moment.
"I just feel like, something so pleasurable shouldn't be bought," he says above a whisper and you feel your entire face glow, and he must have noticed with how he laughs.
"Not those pleasures, Ms. Y/n" he smiles and you don't think you've ever been so embarrassed. But when his laughter stops, his eyes swirl softly into something darker, in that moment you feel exposed to every thought as he eyes you.
He stands, hands finding your shoulders
"Keep playing"
You take a shaky breath as your thighs begin to shake once more, fingers finding the keys as you start the song
"Good," he whispers, his scents overwhelming you now as you feel almost dizzy while playing, you barely notice how he slips under the piano.
"Mr. Badgley, what are you doing?" you gasp as his dark brown eyes gaze up at you
"Keep.playing" he says sternly, and with a swallow, you keep going
He kisses your knees and you feel yourself sticking to your panties as he spreads them apart.
He has a wife. He has a kid. What are you doing?
"You're doing great" he huffs, kissing your thighs, you squeeze your eyes shut for a moment as his fingers dance up to your panties.
He pulls them down slowly, your wetness sticking to the fabric before they are lost in his pockets
Your bare pussy is in front of your teacher's face as he rubs up and down your thighs taking a shaky breath in
You slam the keys as his tongue licks up your pussy, he moans into you before forcing you to scoot closer into his face, his hands wrapping around your ass as he slurps and moans at your cunt.
"Mr.- fuck" you cry, hands climbing to try and stop your moans as your hips buck up to hump his face
"You taste so so good" he groans, making out with your pussy as he sucks at your clit just to tongue fuck your hole
Hot tears flow down your face as he stares up at you, watching you come undone for him.
You shake around him, orgasm approaching closer with every lick, he sucks on your slit before adding a long finger to your hole. You throw your head back as he fingers you, flicking his tongue relentlessly as his finger curls inside you.
You feel him whine and moan against your pussy, and when you look down you see him gripping and grabbing at his hard-on as he eats you out. You cry as that sends you over and you cum around his finger
You're panting as he curls his fingers a few more times before shoving it into his mouth and licking you clean, you're shaking and wide-eyed as hair sticks to your face and he crawls out from under the piano
Right, weren't you two supposed to be playing right now? Isn't his wife about to be home and he's sucking his fingers because they still taste like you?
He helps you off the bench and you stare into the stained cushion but he turns your chin to him before kissing you deeply, tasting yourself on his tongue before breaking it off with a simple
"My wife is on her way...see you in our next session Ms. Y/n"
And you can't wait for next Sunday.
an: lmk how obvious it is idk anything about pianos. This is based on a dream I had last night 😵💫🖤 I hope you liked it <333
summary: you can't stop thinking about your married piano teacher, Mr. Badgley. and one day he slides under the instrument to show you how much he's been thinking about you too.
summary: after being forced to stay home from hogsmeade as your funds fall at 0, you and cedric find other ways to pass the time.
cw: oral (fem receiving)
you puff your cheeks, watching the girls run around the dorm, coin purses in hand. you're draped over your bed, hair hanging as you lay upside down.
"Are you certain you don't want to join us, y/n?" one of your roommates ask and you sigh
"what do you think I get with one sickle?" you ask before pursing your lips in performative thought, the girl laughs before tying her scarf around her neck, your houses color vibrant as she waves goodbye
"I'll keep an eye out for you! bye!" and just like that the door shuts and you're left to stare at your purse that's filled with one sickle because you couldn't stop your spending before Hogsmeade.
you groan before sitting up to plant face first into your sheets, your bare legs shiver from the open window and you pull your skirt farther to try and warm yourself
"Whats going on here?" you jump to see an ever-so-smug cedric leaning on the bedpost in front of you, you squeal and jump up, asking why your boyfriend broke into your room
"Wanted to check on you, heard you're not coming to Hogsmeade. thought you weren't feeling well" he mumbles as he walks toward you
"I'm fine, just poor" he snorts, laying back on your bed as you crawl to him
"can't believe you missed Hogsmeade just to check on me" you hiss, and his chest vibrates at your lack of praise for his good manners
"goodness, y/n" he sighs, running his fingers through his hair and you hang over him, trying read what he wont tell you
"you are very hard to please, aren't you?" he purrs
"not if you're looking in the right places." you whisper, he only fully understands your position when his eyes move down, hands wrap around your hips as his eyes darken
you grin and he flips you over, giggles escape you as he peppers kisses down your neck
his large hands roam your thighs and soon, your panties are being pulled down
he comes up to see you to connect his lips with yours before dragging himself back down and hiding under your skirt
you gasp as his tongue lays flat on your open cunt, slowly dragging up your warmth and he moans into your core
"you're delicious" he whispers before digging in once more, lapping at you, as you squirm above him. tears edge on your lids as your hips get pulled closer by him as he makes out with your pussy
you're losing your mind now, eyes rolling back as his tongue circles your clit before flicking the bud viciously
you cry out to him as you release and he laps at your cream like it is the best thing he's ever had.
once he is done, he kisses all over your core and thighs before unveiling himself from your skirt, chin glistening with the biggest grin you've ever seen on him.
"I'm so glad you're poor"
an: let me know what your guys think <3 love you always
"Hey Y/N...you're good at potions right?" A voice from behind a large stack of old books says. You jumped slightly, having thought you were the only one in the library at this time of night. Some of the books floated away; revealing Cedric. He was one of the Hufflepuff fifth years you often saw in the great hall chatting away to his friends.
"I mean I've never had anything less than an O," You say with a slight smile,
"I'll take that as a yes then," He replies, making you laugh slightly. "I'm trying to brew a draught of peace but something keeps going wrong. I don't know whether the moonstone hasn't been ground finely enough or the mandrake leaves weren't stewed for long enough but I know it's not meant to be that shade of blue," He says seemingly a little flustered. Your put your quill down on the desk and get up from your chair. Rounding the table you see a makeshift potions station set up as well as all the ingredients scattered about the table.
"Wow..." You say as you start to tidy up the area, putting the ingredients back into their cases. You find his ladle and use it to smell the potions. "That is definitely not right, come here..." You say holding the ladle up a little higher. "Can you smell how sour it is?" You ask and he nods. "Draught of peace should smell fresh and calm...I think we need to start again. I had potions last so you can borrow my cauldron."
"Thank you, I'll have to make this up to you sometime," He says moving his cauldron off the burner. You gently set your cauldron down, slowly letting it heat up.
"I suck at muggle studies so perhaps you can help me with that?" You suggest, not wanting to think about the D you had on your last essay.
"Sounds like a deal," He says sticking out his hand.
"I'm not shaking your hand," You say with a laugh.
"Just shake my hand," He repeats
"No," You say, still refusing as you checked the quality of his ingredients
"Why not?" He asks, leaning against the table, hand still outstretched.
"-Because," You say bluntly.
"Just shake my hand," He says again, a playful tone starting to come out.
"Fine, I'll shake-" You say, finally give in only for Cedric to run his hand through his hair, pretending to be slick. "-I hate you," You say trying to hold in the smile that was desperate to show. You had spoken to Cedric a few times in the past but only being a fourth year meant that you wouldn't have any classes with him. Despite that it hadn't stopped your from harbouring a little crush on him, though that didn't make different from any other girl in the school. As you waited for the water in the cauldron to start bubbling your rested your hands against the edge of the table; his fingers mere inches away from yours.
You and Cedric had made the late night study sessions a regular occurrence, often meeting up twice a week to help each other out. Cedric had passed his Potions O.W.L with and 'Exceeds Expectations' and you had passed your Muggle studies end of year exams, so both had decided to continue studying together this year. He had just explained how muggle photos worked and you were writing an essay on the differences as you started to think out loud. "Are you going to enter?" You asked, yesterday the triwizard tournament had been announced and Cedric was just old enough to enter.
"I don't know, I've got NEWTs next year and I don't know whether I want to dedicate this year to something other than preparation," He answers and You roll my eyes.
"Look at you being responsible," You say. "You should enter, you'd be really good at it, your defensive magic is more advanced than most people sitting their NEWTs and your incredibly smart so you don't have to worry about that," You added making him blush a little.
"James keeps telling me too, I'm the only 6th year Hufflepuff that's already 17 so," He adds, leaning back in his chair and seemingly thinking about it.
"You should, I'd make sure to be cheering you on from the sidelines," You say causing him to smile.
"Well, I might just enter then," He says, this time making me smile.
"Come on then," You say getting up and starting to roll up my parchment.
"What? now?" He stutters as he stands to his feet.
"Better late than never," You say swinging your bag over your shoulder, only for Cedric to grab your hand and stop you from moving.
"Let me think about it," He says honestly. "Dumbledore said it was dangerous and I don't know whether I want to put myself into a situation like that," He says calmly.
"Ever the badger," I say with a soft smile.
"Ever the Snake" He counters, brushing a piece of your hair behind your ear and smiling softly. You stop for a moment before Cedric interrupts the silence. "I'll let you know if I'm going to enter, I need my no.1 supporter there," He says making you blush.
"I'll see you then," You say and he lets go of your hand before you turn and leave the library. You didn't realise that Cedric had stopped to watch you walking away, shaking his head and smiling before getting back to work.
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Dear snake,
You were right, again.
I am going to put my name into the goblet of fire, meet me in the great hall after dinner, about 8 pm.
Can't wait to see you,
Your Badger
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When You look up and see a large group of Hogwarts students barrel through the doors; Cedric is being pushed forwards by two of his mates, James and Sam. You watched intently as once released, he took a moment to neaten himself up before looking around the room, his eyes coming to land on you. He gestured for you to join him, so you excused yourself from your friends before walking over to join him.
"I'm glad you came," He said smiling as he wrapped his arms around you in a hug.
"I wouldn't leave you without your no.1 supporter would I?" You ask teasingly making both of you laugh.
"Come on Ced!" One of his other mates shouts making him blush.
"Yeah, go on Ced" You repeat, never having called him 'Ced' before, he smiles before taking a few steps forwards. He takes a deep breath before crossing the age line, causing the group behind you to erupt into cheers. He stands up straight and drops a folded piece of parchment into the flaming goblet. He turns around and jumps back into the arms of his friends. Once safely on the floor, he comes over to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and pulling you close.
"You're celebrating with us tonight," He says smiling at you, and you return it with a massive grin...perhaps Pansy was right, perhaps Cedric did like me.
"I would be honoured," You joke as your led out of the hall, You quickly wave bye to Pansy but you couldn't see Her reply. You're taken towards the kitchens and the Hufflepuff common room where there were already loads of people, most waiting for Cedric to return.
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"The Durmstrang champion is Victor Krum!" He announces and the hall claps and cheers for him. You were sat next to each other; all of the tables having been pushed against the wall. Your hand rested on his shoulder as you could sense hoe nervous he was.
"We all knew it'd be Krum," You say to Cedric who just hums in agreement, clearly lost in his thoughts. You don't get time to ask if he was alright as the flames turn red again and the hall goes quiet.
"The champion from Beauxbatons is...Fleur Delacour!" Dumbledore announces. I turn my body slightly so I can see Cedric, I take his clasped hands in mine as we wait. "And Finally, our third and final champion, from Hogwarts is...Roger Davies!" He finally announces and you can feel Cedric's dejection; his shoulders slumped and he let out a deep breath that he had clearly been holding.
"I'm sure it'll be for the best, at least that gives us more time to spend in the library," You say softly, hoping to raise his spirits a little.
"It definitely does," He replies with a slight smile as He takes your hand in his and squeezes it gently. "Thank you for being here,"
"I wouldn't want to be anywhere else," You assure him.
💬 — First time writing a fanfiction, EVER!! Please, correct me if i misinterpret his personality, or if I make any spelling or grammar mistakes. I am still learning. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy reading.
Can you even blame Cedric? Cho Chang was perfect; a witty, beautiful ravenclaw. It was obvious that he would replace you with her. I mean, who wouldn't?
You were just an average hufflepuff. Everything about you is average. Average grades, average looks, average body, your friend group consist of 2-5 people only. You were just so average.
That was exactly the reason why you broke things off with Cedric. He was out of your league. He was the complete opposite of you.
"Y/N, Y/N..Y/N! You good? " Your friend, Adriana asks, "You're staring at them again.. Are you sure that you're okay?" She added, with a worried gaze.
"Of course, why wouldn't I be okay? I'm the one that broke up with him, remember? "
"Yeah, just checking up on you."
You've convinced yourself that you're not even allowed to miss him, because after all, you broke things off.
But, oh, how you miss his cheeky smile. His cute laughs that would make heads turn whenever people hear that melody. You miss the boy that you lost, and there's no turning back now.
You almost felt bad for yourself, but you remembered that you bought this upon yourself. You deserved it. If only you were confident about yourself, maybe you guys were still together.
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You saw him again, him with his perfect girlfriend. You admit it yourself, they look perfect together — something that no one would even think about when you both were still dating.
"Staring again, L/N? " Casey asks. You nod, not having any more energy to deny.
Casey smiled at you warily, "It's okay, Y/N, it'll be all fine."
"But what if it won't?" You hooted, "What if these feelings will never go away? "
"You're grieving for nothing, Y/N," She lectures, "He'd already moved on, what are we going to do about that? Use Imperio on him?"
"... it's just.." You sigh, "I want to forget about him."
Casey's eyes widen, "You mean..? "
"Yes, " You gave her a sad smile.
She accepted, "Let's meet at the Black Lake after class, okay? "
"Ready, Y/N? " Casey asks, her wand pointing at you.
"As always. "
"Obliviate! " She yells, a bright strike hits you.
You dropped to the ground almost immediately as a lightning look-a-like hit you.
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After the incident — which you have no idea of — you have been undoubtedly happy. Always giggling and smiling. Some might call you a "happy-go-lucky girl" in which the name makes you laugh even harder.
The people from your house noticed the sudden change in your behavior. Who wouldn't? Ever since you broke up with Diggory you looked depressed every single day. And now, you're super happy? What is happening?
Cedric noticed the change in your demeanor, too. He would never admit it but he was always worried when you go to the great hall, looking like a storm went by your dorm last night.
He wanted to talk to you, to at least get some closure about your break up. It was never clear to him why you wanted him gone. He was sure that he treated you right, what changed?
He wanted to get you off his mind, so he started dating Cho Chang. It might sound cruel, even for him, but he loved you dearly to just forget about you in 2 days. It has always been you, always been.
He excused himself to his friends. He wanted to talk to you, since you seem fine now. He walks toward where you're seated, between Casey and Adriana.
"Y/N? Can we talk? " He starts, staring down at you.
"I'm sorry but, who are you? " You look genuinely confused. And he looked absolutely discombobulated.
What do you mean by who he is? You guys dated for 2 years!
Until he realized what had happened. He looks at Adriana and Casey, they looked apologetic.
"She asked me to. " Casey sighs, "She wanted to. "
Cedric was livid, you can immediately notice his change in demeanor. His eyes widened, his nose almost fuming. He looks like he could pop a vein.
Until he gained some consciousness in the real world. He looks at you, worried.
Did he really hurt you this much that you wanted to use a spell on yourself just to forget him? He didn't even know the reason why you broke up with him. You were cruel.
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💬 — Help me, I hate this fic sm☹️. Miscommunication is one of the tropes that I truly DESPISE, but I wanted to post something already and I literally have no creativity in me:p. Anyway, I MIGHT edit this ENTIRELY. I hate this sm, I feel like it didn't explain the plot clearly to the readers.
summary: things get heated while developing pictures with jonathan
cw: smut, p in v, whiny jonathan.
"now we just wait for them to..um..develop" jonathan whispers, placing the picture in the pool of chemicals
you nod even though you're standing behind him, out of sight. the blood red bulb dangling above your head buzzes as jonathan stands from his hunched position and sighs.
"it'll take 10-15 minutes. give or take" he gives a crooked smile before turning around and dipping more photos in
"so...how long have you been into photography?" you purse your lips slowly
"uh, a while...I've always liked to observe people" he answers before shaking his head and turning to you, embarrassment engulfing his frame
"sorry that sounds really weird" he rubs his hair to keep his hands busy as you smile softly up at him
"no, I completely get it...you're good ya'know" you grin, nodding to his developed work clipped on the wall
he stares at his feet while his face breaks up into a smile, maybe its because this rooms literally bright red but you could have sworn you saw blush creep up from his neck. he mutters a quick 'thank you' before moving back to his work
you and jonathan have been going out for a few weeks. shy girl meets shy boy when she had to bring his little brother home after he got a flat tire on his bike when having a playdate with her little brother. you saw him at school before but you were way too nervous to go say hi ever...turns out he felt the same way.
"I didn't know our school even had this" you mumbled, looking around the little closet, he shrugged and absentmindedly waved his hand over his shoulder
"no one really uses it..."
you nodded, fingers traced the drawers before jonathan called you over to show you a few of the photos that were ready
"so this is some random pond near my house..." he spoke while clipping the dripping photo onto the string
"aaaand...this is you" he mumbled sheepishly while clipping a photo of you smiling, he insisted on taking one on your first date.
you quickly turned jonathan toward you as you kissed him softly
"thank you...they're amazing!" you grinned, his pupils filling out his iris as he traced his sight over your features. you felt hot once you realized how close you really were with him
"jonathan?" you whispered
"mhm"
"you said no one really comes in here...right?" you spoke carefully and he nodded, understanding your undertones and you both softly swayed into one and other
his lips caught yours and he backed you to the wall, you gasped at his sudden eagerness as a loose hand locked the door
"you sure? like really sure?" he slurred between kisses and you just said yes yes yes
you tore your top off as his was already missing, tugging his belt off while you unclasped your bra
now just left in both your underwear you panted into each others mouths, his hands traced down your back and hooked your panties before ripping them down. you felt exposed but so safe with him as his dick slapped against his stomach and rubbed on your pussy
he sank into you, kissing you slowly with each inch before being fully connected. you felt the burn of the stretch, but once he started moving, it was just pleasure.
his hips slapped against yours as he dug his face into your shoulder, whining softly while peppering kissing on your neck
your hands wrapped around his back as you clung to him with each whimper that came from him the wetter you felt, squeezing around him tighter as he sped his motions up
he moved up to grab your cheeks and smush a kiss while his thrusts fastened. you shook as you came around him, squeezing him incredibly tight as he cried out before coming in you.
you both stood there, shaky. panting slowly as you both came down from your highs when he looked over to the bowls and equipment
Cedric Diggory x muggle! reader (reader is female with she/her pronouns)
warnings: pure fluff, ^this means start the song 💋
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Summary: Y/N being the girl of Cedric’s dreams
Voted best couple for three years in a row. Y/N and Cedric. Everyone either wanted to be Cedric or Y/N. And Y/N is the girl of everyone’s dreams especially Cedric’s. ^
Oh, baby
Oh, man
You're makin' me crazy
Really drivin' me mad
Y/N looked so beautiful today. Her hair is in a beautiful up do. The way she did her uniform. Everything about her looked beautiful. Cedric saw her and his eyes lit up.
“Hi Cedric.” She said with a soft spoken voice. “Hi beautiful. You look amazing.”
“I wear the same thing every day Cedric.” She said while smiling. “Then you look amazing every day.” He leaned in for a kiss. And she returned it with a smile on her face.
That's alright with me
It's really no fuss
As long as you're next to me
Just the two of us
Cedric was going crazy. He couldn’t find you. He asked everyone and no one knew. Then he asked your friends and they said you’re in your dorm.
He never ran so fast.
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“Darling!” You jumped at Cedric bursting in your room. “Cedric?! What the f-!.” You hit cut off by a hug and a kiss. “I missed you and I couldn’t find you anywhere!” He exclaimed.
“I just want you next to me darling.”
You're my, my, my, my kind of woman
My, oh my, what a girl
You're my, my, my, my kind of woman
“You are my dream girl.” Cedric and Y/N were cuddling in the common room. In complete silence but comfortable silence. Well before he broke it. “Oh am I?” You said giggling. You love how Cedric is not afraid to tell you what he feels. It makes you feel all giddy inside.
“Yeah you’re my kind of woman.”
And I'm down on my hands and knees
Beggin' you please, baby
Show me your world
“But Cedric you already know what muggles are like!”
“But I don’t what your muggles are like!”
Cedric really wanted to meet your parents. Well in your house.
He met them but at Hogwarts. He wants to see what your room looks like, what your kitchen and living room looks like. Just the whole layout, he wants to know where and how you live.
“Are you embarrassed? Cause if you are we don’t have to darling.” He had a concerned look on his face. The last thing he wanted to do was make you uncomfortable. “No Cedric! It’s just you know I am insecure about being a muggle.”
“You have nothing to be insecure about. Just show me your world darling.”
Oh, brother
Sweetheart
I'm feelin' so tired
Really fallin' apart
And it just don't make sense to me
Cedric was at odds. He didn’t know why you liked him so much. Do you like him for his looks? Or his personality? He just doesn’t know what is so special about him.
I really don't know
Why you stick right next to me
Wherever I go
“Why do you like me?” You were sitting in the courtyard with your friends. You quickly get up and pulled him away from everyone. “What?!” You were so flabbergasted. Where is this random burst of emotion coming from?
“I just don’t know why you stick with me.”
“You wanna know why I love you Cedric?” He nodded eagerly.
“Well do you want specifics?”
“Just internal stuff like nothing on my looks.” You just nodded and told him everything you loved about him. And when you were done he just smiled.
I love you Y/N.”
I love you more Cedric.”
“I love you most.”
You're my, my, my, my kind of woman
My, oh my, what a girl
You're my, my, my, my kind of woman
And I'm down on my hands and knees
Beggin' you please, baby
Cedric loves you so much. He would do absolutely anything for you. Die for you, kill for you, even lie for you.
You’re his kind of woman.
Show me your world
An: THATS ITTTTT hate to be tht bitch but I HATE MEN bf of 5 months cheated like ugh ik thts not a lot but cheating is so annoying like JUST BREAK UP WITH ME BRO IF YOU SAW THE TANGLED REFERENCE YOU THE BEST FR but yea thts it until i post again my lovers 🤍 *hint: Nate Jacobs x reader*
cedric diggory x f!reader
2,733 words
warnings; nothing except for fluff<3
summary; cedric diggory had an idea. that was never a good sign.
He was staring again.
Out from the corner of her eye, she could see the bluish-gray of his irises, a rosy cheek squished against the heel of his palm where it rested, the fingers of his other hand drumming against the top of his desk. She shifted in her seat, color growing in her cheeks as she tried to focus on what Professor Trelawney was saying. Alas, between Cedric’s eyes boring into the side of her skull and the tedious Divination lesson, her attempts were aimless.
Her fingers curled around the edge of her parchment, her fists tightening with the paper balled inside them, her face so hot she was certain her skin would break out in a layer of sweat any moment. He was planning something. She could feel it. The only problem was, she had no idea what could possibly be going on inside that head of his.
The realm of possibilities were endless, and she found herself tapping her own fingers against the top of her desk, her opposite hand absentmindedly scribbling notes onto her piece of parchment in an attempt to ignore him. From the corner of her eye, she could see a blur of black and yellow as Cedric moved, and she blinked up to where Professor Trelawney stood at the front of the class, her back now turned. Cedric was leaning over the aisle now, his Hufflepuff scarf dangling in front of his chest, ignoring the looks he was getting from Fred and George where they sat behind them.
She pouted. There was no way in hell the Weasley twins would let her live this down.
“Meet me in the South Wing at nine?” Cedric whispered in her ear and she narrowed her eyes, turning to eye his features. His lips were curved into a soft yet mischievous grin, a knowing glint in his eyes. Somehow, she had a strange feeling about this. “Nine o’clock?” She scoffed beneath her breath. “You are crazy, Cedric Diggory,” she shook her head. “You realize that I am not a prefect? I’ll be in trouble if I’m seen.”
Cedric tittered and leaned in even closer, his breath a whisper against the shell of her ear and creeping shivers down the coil of her spine. “You know I’ll take care of you,” he murmured, her cheeks flooding with warmth. “Don’t you trust me?”
It was then that the bells from outside began to chime, indicating that the period has ended, therefore finally, Divination was over. She practically sprung from her seat, nearly butting heads with Cedric as she pulled the strap of her bag over her shoulder, making haste towards the exit.
She began her descent down the ladder leading to the hallway outside the Divination classroom and as soon as her feet hit the ground, Cedric was calling her name. She picked up her pace, her robes flying behind her as she dashed down the corridor, making it as far as the top step of the staircase before his hand was latching around her wrist, tugging her back into him.
“Cedric,” she whined, turning to peer over her shoulder at him. He chuckled, “you’re awfully fast.” She huffed, blowing a strand of hair away from her face. “And somehow, not fast enough,” she muttered. Cedric’s grin widened and his hands rose between them, a few rolls of parchment spilling over his knuckles. “You forgot your notes.”
Her chest heaved when she sighed and snatched the parchment from his hands, stuffing them into the knapsack at her hip. “So… you’re meeting me in the South Wing at nine, yes?” He said, hopeful as he swiped his tongue between his lips, eyeing the way she gleaned down to her shoes. She exhaled again, leaning her shoulder against the wall as students passed by and Cedric, too, leaned into the wall, stuffing his hands in his trouser pockets, awaiting her answer. Unfortunately for her, she was a sucker for Cedric Diggory.
“Do I really have a choice?” She finally asked, pinching her bottom lip between her teeth as she looked back up at him, to which Cedric’s lips peeled to unveil his pearly whites, and he chuckled, shaking his head. “I’m afraid not,” he replied. “So, I take it I’ll see you then? Say… in the courtyard?”
Her shoulders droop in defeat, but when Cedric draws in closer to her body until his toes were teasing the top of hers, she knew she couldn’t stay upset for long. She gazed up at the Hufflepuff boy, and it was then that she realized just how close he was, his breath looming over her skin. Her cheeks burned and finally, she tore herself away, taking steps backwards down the staircase.
“I’ll see you tonight,” she confirmed. “But if I’m caught, I’ll never let you live it down, do you hear me, Diggory?”
Cedric rolled his eyes as he watched her venture further down the stairs, “you shouldn’t worry so much. You’re in good hands!”
Sneaking to the South Wing after curfew proved to be a lot more difficult than she had initially anticipated. She wondered if Cedric chose tonight on purpose, if he somehow knew that Snape and Filch and Mrs Norris would be around almost every single corner. She huffed as she pressed herself further into the wall, hoping the shadows were doing enough to conceal her as Mrs Norris pranced by, thankfully not looking her way. She exhaled the breath she hadn’t realized she had been holding in as she turned into the– hopefully– empty corridor, looking around for Cedric.
Where was that boy?
She stopped in front of the door leading to the Clock Tower Courtyard to turn and peer over her shoulder, narrowing her eyes as she searched the end of the corridor to make sure the course was clear. She pushed open the doors as carefully as she could to avoid making noise, hoping that Cedric would be somewhere on the other side, waiting for her. She guided the doors closed behind her, wincing as they latched closed, hoping she had been cautious enough to not attract any attention.
She turned and blinked around the dark, empty courtyard, the boy in question still nowhere in sight. Her chest heaved when she huffed, crossing her arms as frustration swelled inside of her. It wasn’t like him to be late, but it was likely he could be messing with her. Cedric always loved playing games, but it was late and the wind had a chill to it, and the idea that she could be caught by Professor Snape had her on the very edge.
She turned around on her heels and was so close to slipping back inside the castle, but before she could even get her hands on the doors, a pair of arms slithered around her waist and her feet were lifted from the ground, the hairs on her body standing erect. Her lips parted and she nearly screeched, and she would’ve if she hadn’t realized who it was holding her close, her eyebrows knitted together when she turned to face Cedric, balling up her fist to give him a not-so-kind knock against the chest.
“Merlin’s beard, Cedric, don’t sneak up on me like that!” She whined, narrowing her eyes when he laughed. “It’s not funny. You know you happened to choose the night where nearly the entire teaching staff is on the prowl?” Cedric only rolled his eyes as he pressed her back closer into his chest, swaying them back and forth as he buried his lips in her hair. “You underestimate Cedric,” he murmurs into the top of her head, “Cedric is a lot more than a pretty face, you know.”
She rolled her eyes and turned in his arms to face him and even in the dark of the night, she was still able to make out the gleam in his eyes. “I don’t know what you’re thinking,” she whispered, eyes surging into his, her lips twisting into a scowl. “But I already think I’m not going to like whatever it is.”
Cedric’s bottom lip jut out into a pout as she began to slip from her arms and he caught her hands before she could detach completely. “You’re no fun,” he groaned, squeezing her hands even tighter when she whined, trying to pull away. “But I’m going to prove you wrong.”
She pursed her lips, giving up her attempts to tug her hands away from his to once again gaze up into the slate grayness of his irises, illuminated with mischief. Despite his claims that she should feel otherwise, she had a terrible feeling about this.
“Cedric…” she trailed off as he began to tug her forward by the hand, leading her through the moonlit courtyard, dread creeping down her spine and making her insides churn. “...where are you taking me?” She asked, her glare like a dagger against the back of his head.
If he could feel her gaze, he paid it no mind.
He led her outside of the courtyard and past the walls surrounding the castle, leading her further into the black of the night. “Cedric,” she whined, shaking his arm until his stride fell to her pace, glancing to where she walked beside him. “It’s cold. You couldn’t have chosen somewhere indoors?” She asked as he led her further down the hill until he came to a stop and she turned to gaze at the moonlit water ahead of them.
And it was then that she realized where he had taken her.
“Cedric…” she murmured his name in a warning tone, eyeing him as wiggled his hand out of her grasp and knelt down to work at his shoes, tossing them off somewhere behind him. Her lips fell agape, “Cedric!” She shook her head. “You cannot be serious!”
Cedric’s lips only curved into a crescent, beaming at her as he rolled his socks off his feet and began to shoulder his robe off of him. “What’s wrong?” He tittered, cocking an eyebrow to his hairline. “Scared?”
She pressed her lips together in a firm line and crossed her arms over her chest, scoffing at the Black Lake, the moonlight rippling in its waving waters. “It’s freezing out here, Cedric,” she hissed between her teeth. “And there’s… there’s things in there.”
Cedric chuckled, “I should know. I had to swim it to rescue you for the task last month, remember?”
She scoffed again and rolled her eyes as Cedric finally stripped down to nothing but his undergarments, backpedaling towards the shore. “So? Are you coming?” He questioned, the water rolling around his ankles. She raised her eyebrows and scoffed, “you’re insane, Cedric Diggory,” she said, disbelieving the scene as it unraveled before her. She could still make out Cedric’s grin even as he waded further into the water until the lake swallowed his shoulders, leaving everything except for his head submerged. “Crazy! And there is no way that I am swimming in that freezing, creature-infested water!”
Cedric rolled his eyes and leaned his head back against the surface, somehow reveling in the icy cold lake as if it were a warm bath. She shivered, chills littering her skin with goosebumps partly due to the breeze but also from just watching him. “You needn’t worry,” Cedric said as he rose to his feet, droplets of water dripping from his arms and chest as he gave her a little salute. “Your knight in shining armor is he–!”
Her eyes widened in their sockets and her lips fell apart in a gasp as Cedric tumbled backwards as if something had grabbed ahold of him, tugging him below the surface. She stepped closer to the water, searching the surface for any sign of him, her search coming to no avail.
A string of panicked curses tumbled from her lips as she made quick work of ripping her shoes from her feet, quickly stripping her body of her clothes until she, too, was down to her underwear. Pursing her lips and puffing out her cheeks, she willed herself to wade into the water– which was just as cold as she had anticipated it to be. But Cedric still had not reappeared to the surface and she knew that if something had really grabbed him, it was only a matter of time until it was too late.
“Cedric!” She called his name, shivering as the water rose to her shoulders, ice frosting her limbs and making her muscles numb, every move she made harder than the last. “Cedric!” She called again, her feet no longer able to touch the sand below, her arms swinging as hard as they could to keep her head above the surface. Her heart began to drum against her chest– how long had it been since Cedric had been dragged down under? Was he alright? Was he still able to breathe?
She squeezed her eyelids shut, trying to muster up all the courage she had to will herself below the surface despite her fears of whatever lurked beneath, despite how cold she was. Just as she had begun to take a deep breath, something latched around her ankle and dragged her down below the water, completely submerging her. Her mouth parted to release her scream as she snapped her eyelids open, still somehow to make out Cedric’s grin even below the surface of the dark lake.
She furrowed her brows as he circled his arms around her waist, trying to sneak his lips onto hers as she kicked and flailed, bringing them both back up to the surface. She gasped as air filled her lungs, her cheeks warm with anger as she watched Cedric brush his hair back away from his face, laughing as she pushed water into his face.
“You are such an arse!” She shrieked, her body trembling as the breeze hit her wet skin. “I thought something had you! I thought… I thought you were… ugh!” She kicked her way to an area where her feet could touch the ground, crossing her arms back over her chest as she turned away from him, glaring up at the castle. Cedric chuckled as he made his way over to where she stood, slithering his arms around her waist and dropping his chin to her shoulder, giving the wet flesh of her neck a few playful kisses.
“Awe, are you mad at me?” He cooed close to her ear and she pressed her lips together tighter, yet, allowing herself to fall back into his warmth. Cedric pouted, planting more kisses along the curve of her shoulder. “Please don’t be mad at Cedric,” he said, knocking the pitch of his voice up a few octaves. “Cedric isn’t a bad boy. Cedric loves you very much.”
She rolled her eyes again but couldn’t suppress the smile creeping up on her lips, breathing out a laugh. “You’re such an idiot, Cedric Diggory,” she tittered, twisting in his arms, his interlocked hands now pressing against the small of her back. She rested the sides of her fists against the slick skin of his chest as his forehead dropped against hers, scrunching his nose at her. “But because of my brilliant plan, you got in the water,” he muttered, shrugging his shoulders as he gently swayed their bodies back and forth. “So, you know, I’m not a total idiot.”
She scoffed, but it came out as more of a laugh as he nuzzled his nose against hers, breathing in her scent, drawing her body closer to his. “This is nice,” he murmured, pressing a soft kiss beneath her eye. She shrugged, “I could do without the ‘freezing my arse off’ part.”
Cedric chuckled and the tip of his nose dragged down along her cheek until his lips were against hers, gentle as they captured them in a soft, chaste kiss, the pad of his thumb soothing over the skin at the small of her back. Her heart stuttered in her chest as they pulled away, and she blinked up at him, reveling in the reassurance that she was in her boy’s arms, and he wasn’t going to let her go.
With her still in his arms, he kicked back off the ground, leading her further into the lake. “It’s a beautiful night,” he whispered, brushing wet strands of hair away from her face and behind her ear. “Let’s enjoy it.”
a/n; OMG I FINALLY FINISHED AN IMAGINE! so sorry this one took so long to write up and post, i went to disney world and universal studios at the beginning of may for my birthday so i didn't have any time to write and then when i got back home, i just didn't feel like writing lol but! it's been awhile since i've written for the best hufflepuff boy and there's definitely not enough fics out there on this platform for him so here you go<3
"my white dress is getting wet, and your lips taste like vanilla..."
.
the heat was ruining you all summer.
bright rays the sun sent out through the window of the diggorys home blinding you as you slip your white summer dress on
the heat didn't even creep up on you as sweat stayed put on your pores and your face gave a sheen
as you made your way downstairs and heard pots and pans shifting, remembering the fact that you were going over to the Weasleys for lunch, making your way to the kitchen you saw Mrs.Diggory taking that opportunity as she washed the dishes
you leaned your head against the doorway and closed your eyes and let the cold fan run over you, just for a colder hand to be placed on your shoulder.
you melted into it as your eyes dizzily opened to see Cedric. he grinned, leaning down to kiss you as his mom scolded him
"help me out with these dishes, Ced." she sighed, wiping her hands on a rag as Cedric moved towards the sink without hesitation
"So.." you start,
"Do the Weasleys have a pool by any chance?" you question, slightly begging for a yes, jumping into cold water sounds like a dream right now.
you got a sympathetic smile from Cedrics' mother as she shook her head
"afraid not, but there's a lake close to their home...sure that's about as hot as the air though."
you almost winced at her answer, closing your eyes again as the sticky heat molded to your body
"Is it..." you heard Cedrics voice question, your eyes shot open and saw his squinting in front of the kitchen window above the sink
"raining?"
you gasped, running over to him as you poked your head to see for yourself. blue sky foggy and the grass lush as rain sprinkled everywhere, you let a surprised laugh escape your lips and rushed outside with Cedrics' hand in yours
you giggled when the warm rain met your skin, the humidity dying down as the thin rain coated you and the sky was no longer golden but a deep blue
you ran in the slippery grass as it relished in the drink just as much as you did, you turned to pull Cedric closer as the grin never left both of your lips
you moved to lock your lips together as the taste of vanilla flooded your tongue, your fingers slid easily on his hair to bring him closer as the summer blessed you with rain.
an: the heat has been killing me! making this for my imaginary relief!
you and cedric play quidditch, but the scales are most definitely tipped in your favour
only five minutes of the game passed before you realised you were absolutely going to win. when your friends had split into two teams for the game in cedric’s acres, you didn’t understand their complaints at scoring hufflepuff’s seeker.
you did now. cedric and you hovered, looking for the snitch amos provided you with. more accurately, you were looking for the snitch. cedric hadn’t taken his eyes off you.
“cedric...” you chided, jokingly, and he just smiled. too sweet.
the summer sun put freckles on your boyfriend, as well as a lit grin. with his hair bathed in a honey tone, and eyes brightened by this, you were finding it extremely hard to reprimand him for not taking the game seriously.
“you’re never going to catch the snitch without your eyes.”
cedric shrugged, “i’m alright with that. my eyes are occupied right now.”
steering your broom closer to him, you teased, “and what would they be occupied with?”
“you, my love.”
you laughed, freely, and cedric wanted to hear that on repeat. he was too far gone for you, for which you called him out. all with a smile.
but you weren’t as unaffected as you joked to be. the flush in your cheeks, your wandering gaze, that proved it.
as did the golden snitch that had been circling you two for five minutes, while your friends had packed up and gone inside for lunch.
you laid your head down on your pillow as thoughts of cedric diggory saturated each thought in your head, until even in unconsciousness you would be thinking of him. and he would brighten your dreams with a radiant haze, a golden hue, that left you with a faint smile upon your lips as you slept and dreamt.
in your own world, the one where you were happiest and the least alone, cedric was nothing short of perfect, nothing short of wonderful. in this world, the one that didn’t exist, you truly believed there was a chance he could like you back even a fraction of the amount you adored him. you could believe anything in this world and it would come true.
only would you snap back to reality when the smile you cast him across the room went unreciprocated, because he didn’t notice you. if he knew your name, that was as close to being friends as you were and might ever be. but you were so often thinking about him, it felt like you knew him. it was a harsh reality you were faced with when he reminded you day after day you didn’t know him at all.
but in your little world, you knew him.
but that wasn’t really him.
and today, as you sat captivated by the boy who seemed to be surrounded by a golden aura, you sighed heavily, wondering how you could have ever thought someone like him would fall for someone like you. someone who dulled in comparison, someone who was only tepid alongside someone so vivacious.
as class was dismissed, you packed your things slowly, absentmindedly as you caressed your sorrows gently, in the hopes they wouldn’t be too unforgiving, unbeknownst to the group of boys teasing cedric for turning pink. turning to leave, you dragged your heels against the stone floor, intently listening to the odd sound of friction from your own feet that you hardly noticed that of anyone else’s. not even the footsteps running up from behind you.
or your name being called repeatedly.
“y/n!” a voice called, followed by a hand on your shoulder. “blimey, you’re a fast one,” cedric chuckled.
bewilderment was slow to wear off, leading cedric to speak again when faced with your silence.
“are you alright?”
“yeah! are you?” you forced out, wondering if something was wrong or if you’d left something in class.
“yeah. can i carry your books?” he asked, a smile gracing his features.
“why?” you asked curiously.
he scoffed awkwardly. “well i don’t have to,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck.
“no!” you said quickly, shoving your books into his stomach and then turning to walk down the hall again.
cedric snickered a little, but caught up again with your books in his hands, just walking alongside you in silence as he thought about the best way to broach the subject after that encounter.
“do you need the answers for the homework or something?” you asked. “i haven’t finished yet but-”
“no, i don’t,” he interrupted you, but calmed your nerves with a charming smile. “actually i wanted to ask if you had any plans this weekend?”
stopping in front of your next classroom, to which you were five minutes early, you shook your head. cedric stopped too, recognising the charms classroom and asking if this was your next lesson.
“yes,” you replied, and he handed you your books back carefully, fingertips brushing against yours.
“not a bad end to the day,” he commented. “anyway, would you want to go to hogsmeade with me, then?”
“me?!”
“well, yeah. i’m asking you, aren’t i?”
it’s as if you were in your own little world again, a dreamlike state, which forced you to snap the hair tie on your wrist against your skin, wondering if it would startle you awake. but you stayed right where you were, and cedric looked more nervous by the second, the more you inflicted silence upon him.
“are you sure?”
“quite,” he laughed.
before you answered, you looked around the deserted corridors for someone peeking behind a corner and listened carefully to the quietness for the sound of chuckling in the distance. but there was nothing but cedric waiting patiently for your response, rocking between the toes and heels of his feet, hands in his pockets with his shoulders tensed.
“i’d love to,” you said quietly.
“great!” beamed cedric, running a hand through his hair, releasing a breathy laugh.
as students began to filter into the corridor, walking to and from their lessons, cedric kissed you on the cheek before strutting down the hall, leaving you in awe.
“see you saturday, 12pm!” he shouted as he turned around.
but today, thursday at 2:03pm in the afternoon, was the day your own little world and the world you were forced to live in everyday, shifted into each other’s orbit and began to merge together. the day you realised cedric diggory thought of you too.
ft. harry j. potter, ron weasley, draco malfoy, tom m. riddle, cedric diggory, regulus a. black + bonus: sirius black
warnings. might be ooc but who knows? slight suggestive, house neutral, use of 'gorgeous' but it can go for any gender. established relationship, quite long, oblivious reader (we love it), flirting, insecurities (boys)
a/n. so obsessed with them... song was inspired by jealous girl by lana del ray. oh and also an edit of draco LMAO // experimenting with the format, thank you to my sister for dragging me back into my hp phase.
he probably saw someone standing beside you for a bit too long, way too long for his liking anyways.
or maybe how his hand was around your waist but he wasn't touching you, it was just lingering in the air.
maybe some random person hitting on you which, harry isn't surprised about since you are quite literally gorgeous. both in and out.
but what he IS surprised about is how this boy has the audacity to flirt with you!!!
harry side eyes them so hard. not you of course, you never do anything wrong <3
he was sitting with his friends, ron and hermione, you were meant to be sitting with him but your friends were begging for you to stay and he didn't mind, really, so you were off but within a few minutes a boy from ravenclaw decided that this was the perfect time to flirt with you.
at first he didn't understand what was happening, but when he saw him placing his ugly and dirty hands on your thigh while laughing way too hard at, what he assumed was, your joke, and saw how he looked at you, something clicked in his head.
harrys' first instinct was to rush towards you and that boy, push him out of the way and grab ahold of your arm and bringing you some place else. anywhere but there.
he trusted his instinct and did so. hermione attempted to grab his arm to sit him back down but failed. ron cheered his bestfriend on but stopped when hermione shot him a look.
harry rushed there, like speed walked over there. your friend group, you and the boy all whipped towards a very obvious angry harry.
you smiled brightly when you saw your boyfriend but it faltered when you noticed how.. tense and mad he looked.
he pushed the ravenclaw boys' arm away to which he recoiled and gawped at him.
"what do you think you're doing, potter?" he sounded very offended and honestly, harry could care less.
harry didn't respond straight away, rather, looking between him and you. but every time he stared at you and saw how worried you looked he eased a bit. just a bit.
"you. stay away from them." harry stated bitterly before wrapping his arm around your waist and ushering you someplace else with you waving goodbye to your friends with a sheepish smile.
𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗽𝗼𝘂𝘁𝘆. 𝘀𝗼. 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆. 𝗽𝗼𝘂𝘁𝘆.
he's gripping onto your arm tightly and you wince, he notices this and stops immediately.
but still drags you somewhere else and you notice how he's pouting and he looks so adorable :(((
you have to stop yourself from smiling from his cuteness <3
when he finally stops dragging you and stops at a somewhat secluded place you question what was wrong and he sighs.
he explains how that " stupid and ugly git" was straight out flirting with you and you're appalled!!
and he's pouty and all when he's explaining to you about his behaviour, holding your hands as he spoke which was quite adorable.
you reassure him that you love him (and will always) and you'd stay far away from that 'nasty boy'
harry plays little.. games on him using his invisibility cloak. when you around of course! he loves it when you smile and giggle from seeing the ravenclaw boy get doused with a green slimly substance that reeks of dung.
he pulls on his cloak, places many devices on his cloak or his clothing that makes him smell.
throughout the whole year, the ENTIRE years of staying at hogwarts he will hold a grudge against him. no buts and ifs.
he does not appreciate it when someone flirts with somebody who they know is taken. know is the keyword.
harry is used to getting attention, he has gotten publicity ever since the word of him surviving the dark lord spread like wildfire.
but he still has insecurities, like everybody. sometimes he feel that he is a burden to you, all the hate and constant questioning and invasion of privacy you're getting all because of him.
when he sees him flirting with you he can't help but feel his heart burn and ache in pain. maybe you're better off without him.
but all his worries and negative thoughts fade away as soon as your hand gently and tenderly cups his cheek, as soon as you reassure and tell him that you only love him—his worries? gone. his doubts? where?
𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗴𝗹𝘂𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲.
before you were dating he was by your side or near you, giving you/everybody excuses for why he was so close to you all the time
and now that you're dating? yep, no personal space! unless you need it of course.
but ever since you have been hit on he is watching you AND him like a hawk, ready to pounce and swoop right in when he's in your vicinity.
and you understand him, so he's more than happy when you allow him to keep an eye out for you (he always did but oh shush)
𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗼𝗳𝗳
harry always tried to show off his skills, ever since he laid eyes on you. and this didn't change at all when you two got together and it didn't change when that boy flirted with you
it instead, fueled his need to show off, only for you though
whether it be doing flips and tricks on his firebolt, letting you go on it while he rode it, letting you see new spells he learnt from his teachers (pretend you aren't surprised) and so on.
he shows you all the secret passage ways to go into hogsmeade and sneaks you in with the both of you two under his invisibility cloak.
he just wants to let you know that he loves you so much more than that git.
𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗯𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻.
harry wont outright say that he's jealous but wont deny.
he thinks that it's silly. really? him? the boy who lived, the boy who faced the dark lord, voldemort, was jealous all because of his insecurities being triggered by some boy? no. way.
he will try to hide his red and annoyed face when you both lock eyes, making excuse that he was simply hot when it was literally snowing.
he acts like it's nothing, he hides his feelings from you, he really doesn't want to but sometimes people just don't know what to do with their feelings
it may lead to him breaking down in front of you. pull him into a hug, let him rest his head on your chest as you soothe his hair and reassure him.
𝗪𝗵𝘆? '𝗖𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗜'𝗺 𝗮 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀, 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀, 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝘆
ron weasley
honestly! have you seen him in gof (goblet of fire)? this guy gets 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀.
he clenches his jaw when he sees some random guy from slytherin come up to you as you're studying with your friends and just.. stand there, next to you
he hasn't done anything yet but ron knows better. harry notices how tense and agitated his bestfriend is and follows his eyes and that's when he saw a guy from slytherin talking to you, staring down at you in awe .
oh, oh. harry knows what's up now. he nudges hermione who was writing down notes from their previous lesson. she looks annoyed at first but after looking at ron before looking at you, she understands what's happening and smirks.
"ron, don't you think you should grab y/n now? you wouldn't want him to snatch them up do you, now?"
he only grunts in response and grumbles angrily before (after harry cheered him on with a grin) standing up and stomping towards you, well, more like the boy really.
"oooh, well look who it is! a weasley! what? are you here to.." his voice trails off as he makes eye contact with you. you're giving him a stern, mother look.
he bites back his words and glares at ron. "why- i can't talk about him now?" "shut it, go away, i want to be with my boyfriend now."
you can hear him mumbling something along the lines of "i can't believe this!" and "dating a weasley? they're mad!"
while the boy is walking away you could see ron smiling proudly. "yeah that's right, im her boyfriend, skedaddle you git"
all the constant teasing whenever he's around you, all the snickers he gets when he walks by with your arms looped with you as you two stroll through hogsmeade, make his head swarm with insecurities.
but naturally, it goes away when you state that you already have a boyfriend and point at him or when you straight out say that you're proud that he's your boyfriend, poor or not.
it makes him proud. he pulled someone like you, so good looking, kind and not afraid to let everybody know that you two are together.
his doubts? gone.
his heart thumps against his chest when he hears your words and it instantly reassures him, a proud smile spreads across his face as he pulls you into a hug, not caring about the stares that your friends are giving him.
ever since getting together he has felt insecure, his status and looks.
sometimes he doubts himself, how could someone like you, ever like someone like him? poor, either average or not-so-good grades and... poor..
when he sees you talking to someone that is richer than him, much more handsome and whatnot his heart cant help but pang in pain.
you're much better off without him.
he beats himself too much honestly :((
so when your eyes lock with his and when he sees how you break into a big smile, when he sees you running towards him and jump into his arms, everything seems to fade away like it was never there to begin with.
just like harry, 𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗯𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻.
ron will never admit that he's jealous. unless he gets really irritated from the constant flirting and his insecurities, then he may lash out and confess his jealousy/feelings.
he'd change topics whenever you bring it up.
"hey ron?" "yes.... love?" you can hear the worry in his voice but carry on, "do you like ever get jealous? because i feel like that one time-" "aaaaah yes, look! the owls are here!" he looks up and points at nothing.
"ron, baby, there's nothing. i think you ought to get some glasses like harry, right harry?" you quirk your brows and eye harry who lifts one finger up as he chews faster before replying, "oh yeah, definenetly."
draco malfoy
mmm yes, 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗱.
the second he laid eyes on both you and the guy sitting next to you he's already plotting a plan to murder the boy.
maybe not murder but who's gonna stop him?
the worst bit was that he KNEW who it was!! it was his friend!! betrayal is what it is.
bombASTIC side eye. like he's side eyeing him so hard.
if looks could kill they'd be on the floor already ;(
draco was fine with him honestly, he was in his house and they all hated the same people.
but as SOON as he sees him sitting extremeeeeely close to you, the liking of him goes away, literally any positive feeling that he had about him is gone
not only that but he'll 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝘅 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺, yes, you heard me correctly, or, saw..
he goes into the library to flip through all the dark art/magic books and everybody is looking at him because he NEVER comes into the library, unless you're there of course or when you're dragging him there to study and whatnot.
goes to professor snape as well.
"professor.. may i ask, what are one of the hexes you can bewitch on someone? .... the horrible ones, just for research sir"
honestly snape does not care and tells him, if only he knew...
and so while you're by his side just rambling about your next class he secretly pulls out his wand which is covered by his cloak, and points it to the victim and proceeds to hex him
the stinging hex
yeah.... now the 'poor boy' is literally howling in pain.
sigh, 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝘀..
"my father will be hearing about you!" or, "come close to y/n again and you will be met with something an eye has never seen before!"
draco, im pretty sure that your father is sick of you complaining to him about some 'brute'
and if he's nice enough, he won't hex them, he'll just warn them that he will hex them within a few weeks <333 lovely, isn't it?
𝘀𝗼 𝘀𝗼 𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘆 it's kind of scary, for everybody anyways.
he's not thaaaat clingy but when he's jealous? yeah... a WHOLE different person.
head on your shoulder, his arm wrapped around your shoulder, his hand pressed against your back as you two walk in the hallways, so so touchy.
𝘀𝗼 𝗽𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆, he tries his HARDEST to ignore you but every time he forces himself to turn the other way when he sees you waving at him with your bright and stupid smile, his heart aches.
he hates it, he doesn't want to ignore you but he's so petty.
but don't worry! it wont last forever as he gives in with your pretty face.
"ugh, you and that stupid face of yours... and no i am not calling you ugly."
ooouu he's fighting the urge to just crucio this person right now, he's a 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻, not to you of course, you're his cute little ball of sunshine!
unless you're not.. but! you're still so cute and bubbly (even if you aren't but shush, you are to him!!)
but alas, he can not. he would expelled if he did or worse, go to azkaban.. and of course he doesn't want to leave his cute lil lover
but it wouldn't hurt to do it secretly right...?
𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝘀𝘂𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 #𝟭 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗹. like WAY more hugs and pda than usual
and people (thankfully) get the hint and strays away from you.
tom always has his arm around your waist and you're practically hip to hip every day, walking through the halls, going outside, going to hogsmeade and etc.
he's keep his hand on your shoulder to make sure that everybody knows that you're his. also because he likes it there :)
hands intertwined forever!! loves the feeling of your palm against his, loves to tell the difference between your hands to his, if yours is softer, smoother, calloused, etc.
while you two are walking through the hall (hip to hip) and he *can just* sense that there's a person right behind you who has their eye on you, he slowly turns his head around but not enough for you to notice and just side eyes them like damn
𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹! he has quite an ego but not an abnormally large one. he knows he's not ugly and never doubts himself.
(and he makes sure that you aren't doubting yourself!!)
so he never gets reaaally jealous or doubts himself when he sees someone eyeing you suspiciously.
he can control his temper but sometimes he lets some actions slip. for example: clenching his jaws and eyeing the soon-to-be-hexed-victim and not taking his eyes off of them.
and when his temper goes off the radar? now you've gone done it.
good luck, you'll need it.
𝘁𝗼𝗺 𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀.
but not a toxic type of possessive although many people would believe him to be, but he's not!!
he would never dream of hurting you mentally or physically. he'd try to.. lets say 'mark' you.
giving you his jumper/jacket even when it's not cold, secretly giving you a few spritz of his signature fragrance on your cloak when you're not looking or distracted, giving you a few of his jewelry that he loves dearly.
just wants everybody to know that you're his :)
if you're in a different house than his he will make sure to 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 on how they should not touch you inappropriately, talk to you nicely or else, NEVER help you for assessments UNLESS you ask them, he wants to help you himself!!
tom is one clingy baby
cedric diggory
oh our precious boy :(
𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗟𝗬 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀!! he trusts you to the MAX, he knows that you will never leave him for some git guy who you barely know
cedric is pretty popular in hogwarts so that mean that everybody knows that you're his lover (unless you or he wants to keep it a secret but why would he?? he would be proud to have someone like you!)
but when cedric does get jealous... it's not so bad actually!!! he's never that jealous. well not jealous to the point where he despises them for his whole life and give them death glares, good god, never.
but when he sees a guy that he doesn't really like talking to you and leans too close to you, it pulls on his heartstrings and he hates it.
inside he's thinking "now why would you do that?! you have the AUDACITY to talk to my one and only!!!"
walks over to you two and smiles innocently and asks if you want him to walk you class as the next lesson is starting soon, you nod cuz?!?! how could you say no to your pretty boyfriend?!? and so you get up and leave the poor guy sitting beside you and hold onto cedric's arm and you two are off to class <3
𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂, i mean he can be protective when he needs to but he knows you can handle your problems by yourself. you're a strong woman after all.
but after seeing you hang out with that guy he makes sure to subtly let them know that you're already taken (shouldn't he already know??)
swapping scarves, making sure to be by your side all the time, his hand on your waist, giving you his fragrance so that you could use it all the time (and then the guy sniffs the air and he's like "why do you smell like cedric?")
𝗰𝗲𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗰 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝗯𝘃𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗧𝗢𝗚𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗢𝗚𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥 but somehow the boy just doesn't get it!!
when he asks you for help in potions class cedric butts in and offers to help him instead of you, and you don't miss the pout on his face as he turns away.
he tries to show off his skills in quidditch to which you only smile at before cedric shows up and proceeds to just make the guy look like he was a joke.
and everybody including cedric and you notices how red and angry he looks like.. calm down
𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁, 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀, 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗼 𝗼𝗻. for the other boys it may take them forever to talk to you about it, but cedric? only takes about a day or so, depending on how much the boy is bothering you.
when you're away from the pestering boy and your friends he pulls you aside and talks to you about what he thinks about the guy and how he's feeling.
you understand his words and nod along, agreeing with what he said. "i'll keep your words in mind, if it makes you more comfortable i could maybe talk to him about it? maybe ignore him?"
cedric is more than happy when you do ignore him/talk to him about it.
and at the end of the day and from that very day he walks by you and cedric with a scowl and a red face.
𝗝𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀, 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀, 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝘆
regulus a. black
𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗴𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲. regulus always had to give everybody death stares, even if it wasn't intentional. but to you? his gaze softens, his face seems to rest, his body relaxes and his heart starts to beat fast.
so there is, without a doubt that he will give everybody death stares and dirties except you.
and it didn't change when you two got into a relationship.. like at all... so when he sees somebody stare at you for too long (over 8 seconds) he walks over to you, passing the person and giving the most death glariest of them all.
and of course they turn their head around and pretend to focus on their work.
"mm oh yes.. this and that..." and then they stop muttering once they feel that regulus is away but when they turn to look at you once more they see regulus sitting right beside you, and even though his head is turned to face you, with a soft smile on his face, they can see that regulus is glaring at them at the same time.
scary.
𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝗔𝗫, the bar is FILLED.
before you two started to date he would always be within you vicinity, some may say that it was creepy or stalker behaviour but he really just didn't want you to be bullied by his fellow slytherin so called "friends"
and the first time he saw them bully you he immediately decided, right there and then, to ignore them for the rest of his life, never help them with their homework or even interact with them. not when they hurt and outright said many hurtful things to your face.
he would be sitting beside a large tree, pretending to do his work in his book while watching you like a hawk
and when regulus sees his ex-friends or somebody/a group of people walking up to you that he deems suspicious he's quick to mutter a jinx and watch the scene unfold
many people that were around that area burst out laughing from seeing someone with jelly-like legs, and best of all, you were laughing as well!!
so you can best believe that regulus will always be there for you, jinxing whoever dares to mess with you and making sure no teachers can do a counter-curse.
𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗽𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆. just a little bit...
but he won't ignore you on purpose forever you know, he's not that mean and petty. but when he's feeling VERY jealous then he may just give you the cold shoulder, for 10 seconds aprox, or less.
𝗮𝗵 𝘆𝗲𝘀, 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝘀. "i will jinx you. don't make me." "come near y/n ever again and my wand might just be in my hand and i may just accidentally flick my wand, that is coincidentally pointed at you, and 'accidentally' jinx you! or worse, hex."
he even uses his house as a threat.
"as you know.. my house is slytherin, and if you didn't know, most slytherins as the people say, are death eaters. so watch yourself now. come close to y/n and don't be surprised if the dark lord appears in your room."
he's not the type to overload you with hugs and pda, unless you like it, but when he knows and SEES that somebody is trying to flirt with you he is a whole different person.
one day you woke up, got ready, said good morning to your friends and went out of your common room where you saw your boyfriend standing right in front of you
"oh my word", "good morning, love. lets go eat now hm?" he slips his arm around your waist and keeps you close.
he's more affectionate than usual and you are not complaining.
bonus: sirius black
first of all, how dare you. you dare try to flirt with MY lover??? A for effort i guess.
image this, you and sirius are sitting beside each other, hands intertwined s he kisses your forehead while on the other side sits a very lonely, miserable and jealous person who attempted to flirt with you. your side is all sunshine and rainbows while theirs are... quite the opposite.
:))) they love their life
the reason why they flirted with you was to try to maybe swoon you but of course failed as you had a boyfriend whom you love very much.
their face is all red and hot when they spot you and sirius being all cute, snogging each other with smiles on your faces, fists clenching by their side before storming off—pushing people away who stood in front of them.
just like the others 𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲. a silly protective type of guy? he won't try to be intimidating or scary, okay maybe he transformed into his dog form and scared them but that was only one time!
but maybe a jinx there and there will help them get the idea. or maybe his arm around your waist will do.
sirius is never serious (heh heh did you get it?) unless somebody crosses the line or if he feels that they are a threat to you or the relationship.
his jealousy levels are at a 3/10 but once he you know, sense that they have ill intentions the levels SPIKE. so like.. 13/10.
when you two are walking through the crowded hallway and he spots the person walking towards your area sirius is quick to change sides and leads you away from them <3
𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲, 𝗲𝗵? not to you though, to the person.
"why, aren't you a lonely thing? do me, no... us, a favor and leave will you? you're sort of ruining our moment here."
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ok ok ok ced prompt if you're up for it: playing wizards chess with fwb!ced in his dorm, and he knows you're winning so he keeps trying to distract you- at first it's just innuendos to try and break your train of thought, but eventually it turns more physical (and it works lol)
not my best ced idea but shhhhhh
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you've got your hands pressed firmly underneath your thighs, feet tapping excitedly against the hardwood of his dormitory in your foresight of your victory. "it's your turn."
cedric glances up at you through his thick lashes, tongue gliding over his bottom lip in his quiet chuckle. "i know that, darling."
your cheeks burn with embarrassment, and your feet halt their tapping until he makes his next move. your lips part to reveal your next move until cedric interrupts. "what's with all the tapping, dove? you nervous?"
you shake your head, clearing your throat. "not at all. just feel bad that i'm gong to kick your butt." that one pulls a deep-chested laugh from the man. "sure, don't want to hurt poor ced's feelings, do you? you'll have to make it up to me somehow."
your next move filters out from your skull when you catch his gaze. ".. how do you manage i do that? make it up to you.. i mean."
cedric shrugs, picking up a piece he had previously stolen from your board and twirling it between long fingers. "i mean quite honestly, you'd look great between my legs, and-"
"knight to B9." you clear your throat in an effort to dispel the haze that's settling in over your brain like a heavy fog. cedric pretends to pout, knocking his knee against your own underneath the table when he then makes his next move. "what do you say we.. postpone the match? play our own game of chess? i'll let you ride my rook."
your jaw drops open, gameplay quickly forgotten amidst your shock. he grins at the expression you're wearing, ankle hooking around your own and dragging you closer so that his hand can slide around the bend of your knee. "you wanna play?"
your cheeks burn with heat, but you can't find it within yourself to tear your gaze away. "... you're on."
