Hey, Just Wanted To Say That I’m A Huge Fan Of Your Series Always Yours. I’m More Of A Drarry Addict

Friend I'd just like to inform you that your always yours fics are so powerful that I, someone with a pretty short memory, am brainrotting about these literally like half a year after reading them.

Literally I wish you could see my face just now when I thought about this fic and found that it had been recently updated. I am over the goddamn moon.

Anyways I literally don't have the words to describe how much I love your always yours series.

It makes my heart melt knowing this, I can't tell you how much I appreciate it and how much it helps keeping up the hard work. I try to post as regularly as I can.

I hope you enjoy the updates! There is so much more to happen... (me trying to be misterious)

PD: I have a pretty short memory too lol but I remember you 💛 and sometimes I really can't believe I am the one writing this fic that some people love, like damn it's all worth it.

"I don't usually kiss my friends" -Cedric Diggory to Harry Potter

In the afternoon he approached Harry, who was standing with Ron and Hermione, and asked to speak in private. They headed for the gardens since the weather was still nice and it was the perfect location to discuss such a difficult matter to bring up in the first place.

"I don't usually do that kind of thing," was what came out of Cedric.

Harry tilted his head curiously. “What do you mean?”

"Kissing my friends."

His direct answer made Harry look away instantly. “Neither do I. I’ve never…”

"Was that your first kiss?"

"Did you notice?" he muttered, embarrassed.

It wasn't that Cedric had thought of it for any particular reason other than the suspicion that if someone had kissed the famous Harry Potter, he supposed it’d be known. And that Harry was, after all, younger than him and had never expressed any interest before.

"I wasn't sure," he admitted, not wanting to make him self-conscious. Cedric wasn't an expert by any means. “But it was good.”

That may not have been part of what he had planned to say.

“I kind of only got kissed by a Dementor once, so that was a big improvement.”

Cedric laughed at the joke, blushing.

That was Harry's way of agreeing too.

He wanted to tell him how he felt…

He wanted to tell him that he wouldn't mind kissing him right then and there again.

But he couldn't do it. If Harry didn't feel the same way, he wasn't sure they would manage to stay friends the same way. And even if Harry liked him too in that way, it might not be enough.

"I wouldn't want what happened to turn things weird between us. I think I misunderstood the situation… I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable.”

Apologizing was something he was good at.

The detail was that it was not in relation to kissing him.

“You didn’t.”

“Really?” Cedric questioned, remembering how he himself would say something similar when it wasn't completely true. “You can tell me.”

“No, it was fine. It didn’t bother me."

It hadn't bothered him.

What could Cedric say to that?

"That wasn't your first, was it?" Harry asked.

“No, it wasn’t.”

But it was the best.

"I didn't know you had dated someone before.”

"Oh, I've never dated anyone. Those were disastrous occasions,” he blurted out, suddenly realizing that it might sound bad. “Not that this was.”

Maybe it was, in the sense that he was messed up on the inside.

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Long life to those fics that completely destroys you but they made you experience such pretty intense nice feelings, so it's like "It's okay that this hurts so much".

There are people like that too.

Harry and Cedric's first kiss

He couldn't tell who hugged whom first. 

Standing in front of the fireplace, they melted into each other in a way he hadn't known possible. That unfamiliar feeling carved a path inside Cedric that he knew he would take frequently from now on. A mixture of peace and storm at the same time, one of those that devastates you in its path and nothing is the same ever again. 

The order did not matter, because after that prior conversation so…

Intimate and not at all reassuring, it was all Cedric wanted to do.

Unable to move away, he held on tightly and closed his eyes, letting himself be carried away by the lightness that filled him when feeling Harry's hands behind his back, encircling Cedric with his head in the crook of his neck. It seemed acceptable to say goodbye like that: the limits of their friendship had expanded, as if they had leveled up. 

Acceptable for one minute. 

The side game where Cedric had his heart in his mouth and so many trapped emotions was another matter.

Two and he stopped counting.

The pounding in his chest was all he could make out as Harry stepped back a few inches. With his face so close to his and his big green eyes watching him with an intensity he could only think must match his own, he heard him murmur his name. 

“ Cedric. ”

Like a whisper.

A warning.

And maybe it was because all summer he had Harry in his head.

Because he couldn't escape that bubbly feeling all night.

Because he would have sworn that Harry Potter was about to kiss him, Cedric leaned in an instant, breaking the short distance between them. Harry’s lips were so soft against his, warm and the pressure of his hand on the fabric of his shirt, as if Harry was holding on to him… 

Cedric had never felt like this in his entire life.

Trembling, alert and lost at the same time.

Each movement ignited a sensation that grew more compelling. That was the way Cedric would have ever imagined his first kiss. The need that came with each one caught him off guard and it might as well have been ten minutes or ten seconds before Harry pulled away for air. 

Then they looked at each other. 

What had they just done?

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When even you want to know what comes next.

There’s just so much planning can do —the rest it’s a mystery waiting to be unravel.

okay but when you get to the end of your draft and realize if you want to read more you're going to have to write more

I've never felt more understood by an artist than with Taylor Swift's songs. She has one for most romantic experiencies, like girl we all go through the same things. You get it, which helps us get each other.

"Can I keep you company?"

Harry and Cedric

"And I have to patrol tonight," Cedric continued. It was the first time it had sounded like he was complaining about his prefect duties, something Harry would often do if he was in his place. “I don't know how I'm going to keep from falling asleep…”

"What do you do on those nights?"

It was also the first time he had asked him a question about it.

Suddenly, he was more than interested.

"Patrolling the halls... Touring the castle... Getting bored, yes, that's what I do."

Harry laughed and wanted to know several things:

1. Have you ever caught a student outside curfew?

( Yes, but they don't always get punished, I must admit. I'll let them go... as long as I don't find them again.., Cedric answered.)

2. Have you ever bumped into Filch? Because he's not what you'd call nice even on the best of days.

(Cedric was a bit embarrassed to admit that… Prefects try to avoid crossing paths with him as much as Filch does. He doesn't appreciate patrolling the same floor… Bad job, according to him. )

3. Can I keep you company?

That last question seemed to take him by surprise.

“I know it's not within the rules, but I'll keep you awake.”

Cedric remained silent for a few moments.

Harry was sure he was looking for a polite way to say…

“I would really like that.”

He held back a smile.

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