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hey everyone sorry i got basically nothing done today but my muse just died right out because things are like suuuper stressful. promise i'll get everything done tomorrow, sorry again !!!

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( mudbloodisms. )

“ ---- professor? ”

cedric lingered behind as the rest of the students filed out of the classroom, putting his book away with extra care to bide his time. he waited until they had all gone before asking, “i ... was wondering if i could ask you a question about the classwork?”

#mudbloodisms #(v:hogwarts.)

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Angelina had just woken up. It was barely dawn, but the forest still remained a bit dark. She’d been on the run since Lee had told her that she was on the Death Eaters’ hit list. It wasn’t an easy way to live,but she was making it and that was all that mattered at the moment.

It was then that she she remembered her companion. “Cedric?”

They’d both been on the run and neither of them had wanted to travel alone so they’d decided to go together. Personally, Angelina was glad they were together. She wouldn’t admit it, but the war scared her. Voldemort having so much power chilled her bones, and made her restless at night.

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Cedric awoke with a start, reaching for his wand before he’d even opened his eyes. But through the haze of sleep he realized who had called his name, and with a shaky sigh instead brought his hand to his face. He was supposed to be on watch, yet there he was dozing off, compromising their safety. Being on the run with someone else was something he was still getting used to, and he wasn’t sure how long it’d take.

Slowly he sat up straight, back and neck aching from the odd position he’d fallen asleep in. He raised his hand to run it through his hair, brushing out a few fallen leaves. “Sorry,” he said quietly, not quite able to make himself look at Angelina, his heart still thundering away in his chest.

“I’m -- sorry,” he repeated. The last thing he wanted to do was turn Angelina away, make her run off with someone else or go off on her own. It was far more preferable having her there to being alone; just simply knowing someone else was there, in the same place as he was, was comforting. “D’you ... need a drink?”