part two of About Time… now that you and Cedric have gone official, it’s time to finally give your parents what they want. A holiday visit to the Potter home quickly becomes chaotic.
mostly humor tbh, fluff in between, cedric is lovesick and the potters love embarassing their children. ft. the extended family (sirius, remus, and marlene). for the anon that requested 💛 1.1k words
Snow crunched under your boots as you approached your childhood home. There was a golden light spilling out of the windows, steam twirling from the chimney, and you could hear laughter even from where you stood ten feet away.
There were snowflakes clinging to Cedic's eyelashes, and the top of his head was damp from the blizzard that decided to ambush the two of you as soon as you apparated home. You'd spent the first week of the winter holidays at the Diggory home, an easy feat considering you shared a favorite topic with Cedric’s parents— how lovely their son is. They'd fawned over the two of you, shown scrapbook after scrapbook of Cedric's childhood photos, and mentioned grandchildren at least five times.
It was cute that Cedric thought your home would be easier.
Cute, and completely incorrect. Especially when you stepped into the entryway and saw a pair of black chelsea boots sitting beside your mother's trainers.
"Oh no."
Cedric didn't even have a chance to panic before Sirius was bellowing through the entire house.
"THE SNOGGERS HAVE ARRIVED!"
Cedric's eyes grew wide, but you just laughed and grabbed him by the hand, pulling him right into the den of lions.
Sirius stood in your kitchen in an ugly christmas sweater and plaid pajama pants, your mother's floral apron on his waist and brandishing a ladle in his hand like a sword.
"Did you miss me?" He grinned, accepting your hug with open arms before turning and giving Cedric one as well.
"Did they invite all of you over?" Cedric clung to your side, hand clutching your own as you interrogated your uncle.
"We've been betting on this since second year, darling. There's no way we were missing Cedric's first visit."
His grin is evil, but it only gets worse when another voice joins in.
"Especially since you two already earned me ten galleons," Marlene Mckinnon appears in the kitchen with a flourish, and Remus trails behind her.
"I knew it was going to happen at Hogwarts, I shouldn't have let Sirius sway me," he shoots a glare to the grinning man, but it's too soft to mean anything.
"You were betting too?" Cedric asks incredulously, looking between the three surprise guests.
"Of course we were! You have so much to learn about this family."
You roll your eyes, finally being told the location of your parents, and make your way into the living room.
The house has been decorated without you, and you move under strings of fairy lights, enchanted mistletoe, and jingle bells that played themselves.
"There's our girl! We missed you, bug!" You hear your father before you see him, and soon he's got you trapped in a bear hug, lifting you off the ground with his face smashed into your hair.
"Honey, you're going to suffocate her," your mother chides, pulling you into a much softer embrace. "And Cedric, of course. We're so glad to finally meet you."
Your boyfriend welcomed the affection, even as his eyes stayed locked on your father, who was giving his best scary-dad impression.
"Mr.Potter," Cedric greeted politely, offering a handshake.
James can't keep the charade up for long, and he bursts into laughter, practically tackling Cedric.
"No need to be scared, we're big fans."
You turn to your mother to make a quip about his dramatics, only to have your jaw drop upon catching sight of the tree.
It reached all the way to the ceiling, rainbow lights and sparkling ornaments all around it. But what caught your eye was the top of the tree. Where your golden star usually sat, there was now a polaroid secured to the tip.
"You cannot be serious," you deadpan, taking a few steps to get a closer look.
When you've turned around, Cedric is burning red in the face, and your parents have smug grins on their faces.
"Harry sent us the picture, we just had to display it for dear Cedric's visit!"
"Mummmm," you whined like a child, disbelief and embarrassment all over your face at the knowledge of your entire family gathering around a photo of you and Cedric snogging like characters in a romance novel.
"Marlene enchanted it to sing if you touch it, here.."
"No!" You cry out, looking to escape anymore embarrassment.
Luckily, your father gets called into the kitchen as mashed potato master, and your mother allows the two of you to finally set your things down, pulling wrapped presents out of your bag and setting them down under the mortifying evergreen.
You thought dinner would be better.
Instead, Harry took it upon himself to recount every embarrassing thing you've ever done, Sirius pulled out pictures of you at two years old in a snitch costume, and Marlene proposed a toast that the two of you could stay 'hot and devoted for eternity.'
You're thankful for your mother, who is the gentle calm in the chaos of the table.
Until she turns to Cedric, a particular gleam in her eye.
"So, Cedric. What exactly are your intentions with my daughter?"
The inhabitants of the table all lean in at that, and you gasped, horrified. "Mum!"
Cedric took it in stride, swallowing his last bit before meeting your mother's eyes. "Respect her, support her. Hopefully one day marry her."
The room went dead silent.
Sirius dropped a roll. Remus spit out his drink. Marlene let out the loudest squeal you'd ever heard.
You shot a terrified look over to your father, whose eyes were huge behind his glasses.
"Bloody hell," he choked out.
Voices all started at once, and you hid your face behind a napkin while Cedric laughed hysterically.
After a sweet dessert and far too many more embarrassing stories, you and Cedric were curled up in a loveseat by the fire. It was finally quiet in the Potter house. Marlene was on the floor painting Harry's nails, Remus was sipping a cup of tea in the corner, and your mother was upstairs doing some last minute gift wrapping.
You could hear Sirius and your father talking while they cleaned dishes, and you rested your head against Cedric's chest, heart fuzzy and full with the comfort of your home.
"Your family's brilliant." Cedric tells you from where his head is nuzzled in your hair.
"They're lunatics."
"They're loud and messy and full of love. I didn't realize how much I wanted something like this."
You soften, looking up at him. "Good, because you've already got a place on the tree. That means you're stuck with us."
"You promise?"
"This is a life sentence, Diggory," you jest, before pulling him down into a sweet kiss.
A camera flash goes off, and you turn in shock to find your father already inspecting the photograph.
"Oh this one's definitely going in the family newsletter."
Give me frat boy Peter Pettigrew. Give me messy in every relationship he ever had Peter Pettigrew. Give me nonchalant Peter Pettigrew. But also give me Peter Pettigrew who is insanely protective of all of his girl friends and would never ever bullshit them about anything. Like I want him to be an amazing friend but an absolute whore.
