Cedric And Harry’s Phone Call During Summer

I totally see Cedric kind of flirting

Pairing: Cedric x Harry

Ao3: “The boy in my dreams” (Chapter 2)

If only it could have been improvised, rather spontaneous instead of planned… but there was no other way he could pull it off. When Cedric ran across Harry in the corridor, he wished him good luck for the next day's Quidditch match in a very casual comment, as intended. Cedric felt quite nervous about playing against Harry and really wanted to be friendly. He had been waiting for an opportunity to talk to him again and refused to let their second meeting be on the field, on opposing teams.

It suddenly occurred to him that perhaps that could be easily misunderstood. He could only blame himself, since that was all he had been able to think of in advance, and now he was afraid he had sounded ironic or like he wanted to pick up some sort of fight.

People didn't go around just wishing luck to their opponents.

But Cedric really meant it.

Perhaps Harry could tell because he got closer with a smile.

“Thanks,” he said, walking next to Cedric. “Are you going to be there?”

Cedric wanted to stop, not knowing where he was taking him. The reality was that he had been wandering around aimlessly, no way expecting Harry to start a conversation. Cedric nodded in response, turning down the hallway to the left.

Maybe he did have a direction after all.

"Supporting your house, of course," Harry continued. His voice sounded warm, cheerful, not seeming at all nervous about the match or for talking to the opposing team.

"I will always support my house," Cedric replied confidently, and couldn't help but add, "But between us, I'd rather support Gryffindor than Slytherin."

That didn't come as a surprise to him. Okay, it was almost common knowledge. Most students from other houses would choose Gryffindor under those conditions.

"What if it's Ravenclaw?"

Harry was grinning. Why did Cedric realise that every time? He frowned a little, considering it. Sure, in that case he would be watching Harry play, but he had always been supportive of Ravenclaw.

"I have friends in Ravenclaw," he admitted, kind of embarrassed for not telling him that he would support his team. “So it's a clear conflict of interest.”

The answer must have caught him off guard, because Harry opened his eyes and looked away. Was it his imagination or had that somehow sounded… suggestive? It hadn't been his intention. Cedric didn't used to act like that and definitely did not usually think of backing a team for a boy either, but deep down he knew he would root for Harry from now on —even if he kept it a secret. What harm could one more secret do, especially when his green eyes haunted his dreams? The least he could do was follow him into his games.

i am a poem

and chocolate

kind of person

and i would rather

leave regrets

to anyone

but me.

i am a romantic

who is learning

that love is not

just meant

to somebody else.

"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.

Ao3: Always Yours

Hey, just wanted to say that I’m a huge fan of your series Always Yours. I’m more of a Drarry addict but now I’m leaning to Hedric as well

I used to think there was only Drarry and then I noticed (thanks to a very special person) that Hedric would make such a good couple and since then I can’t unsee it.

So that’s how Always Yours happened.

Hope you enjoy their relationship future content <3

and in my head

there is only you

and i don't get why.

i don't know if i want to

run away or

sink deeper in it.

if i want to

get out

or in.

if i am afraid

of winning

or losing.

It ain't no lie, baby, bi bi bi ♫

(original here)

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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Ao3: Always Yours

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