Me Da Tantas Vibras Ladrien

Reality is why I write romance.

This may be a controversial opinion.

I love spoilers.

It might just be my anxiety but still. I get so excited when finding out things that will happen later in a book/series. Like what? Why? How? And then I see it and it clicks and makes sense.

i wonder if you still miss me

beause i do

but i am too much

of a coward

to find out

since i know

there is no point

sometimes

love has

no point

and that's fine

it does not need to

i miss you

and that's fine too

just the way it's supposed to

i loved you

somehow

in some way

I still do

i don't regret a single thing

besides the usual

not saying

how much you meant

to me

for the thousand time

i wanted endless

words

and we left it

at goodbye

I got a kind-of genius, sad and cute idea for a Hedric fic

One night on a prefect’s patrol, Cedric talks to someone who sounds just like Harry under his invisibility cloak. But it isn’t him. Not really

So time travel, but a Harry from a different timeline shows up

Cedric and Harry are boyfriends, but the new, somehow known and unknown older Harry has a mission that concerns both of them

I guess you can anticipe the rest haha

Probably predictable but I love the time travel trope and I haven’t read one like this

FUTURE/PAST HARRY KISSES PRESENT CEDRIC. Yeah, that’s the first idea I had and I am totally writing a whole long fic just for it to happen

I’m already half there :)

May this count as a spoiler? But there is so much more

Part 1 (completed) is a much needed introduction and build up, with a lot of cute Hedric moments. Here’s the link:

Part 2 (work in progress) is when the plot really starts.

i still remember

when you stained

my new trousers

by mistake

and now it is fading

and i wish i could

turn back time.

you stained

my soul

and body

and that is not fading.

i went to a bar

last night

but i still remember

picnic dates,

soft kisses

and skin,

bumping my nose

against yours.

loving you felt

like the sun raising

and it just went down

and now there is

only night.

I just read the first part of your fic and let me say, I LOVE IT. It warms my heart so much!

Aww it makes me so happy to know it <3

I hope you love part two too! I’d say it has a different undertone but I love fluff so much and it has a lot of cute moments as well. Some that I really love and I haven’t posted here yet

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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I'm honestly committed to find and post my favorite moments <3

Ao3: Always Yours

Cedric and Harry under the invisibility cloak at Hogsmeade

Once the cloak was over his head, the last thing Harry expected was for Cedric to reach out for him, much less to throw his arm around his shoulders and walk together like that. Between the weight of the cloak and Cedric's delicate pressure on him, Harry was having trouble breathing. He tried to form a mental picture of how they must look from the outside, and he checked all sides to make sure no one else was in the forest.

Then he offered to let him get under the cloak. "You're tall, but I think we fit in," Harry made room for Cedric, who hunched just enough for him to cover both of them. “Are you comfortable?”

The smile on his face was an affirmative answer.

Cedric looked in all directions and, as they continued walking, he straightened up and supported all the weight on his own. As if it were an umbrella in the rain, Harry was sheltered between the soft arm behind his head and Cedric's chest that at times crashed against his back. “This is incredible. If it wasn't for the fact that I feel like I'm under a sheet, I'd totally forget that we're invisible.”

"Trust me, when there's someone who shouldn't see you, you gladly remember you are," Harry replied, laughing.

He couldn't see Cedric’s expression but he could sense his tone. “Have you used it many times?”

Impressed, surprised.

“A few. With Ron too.”

Wandering around with his best friend was nothing compared to being with Cedric and his scent that filled the small space. Harry was being really careful not to trip over the cloak or bump into him, but all his efforts disappeared as they seemed to match their steps while talking.

"You've never been caught," Cedric stated, slight amusement in his voice. “I don't know if I want to ask why you had to use it in the first place.”

“No, you definitely don't want to know. You might have to report it.”

"I would never report you."

There wasn't an ounce of doubt.

"Unless I was in danger," Harry said, smiling to himself when the silence proved him right. “Hermione’s like that too. You two have a lot in common. I bet you’d like her.”

"I would tell you first," he declared, suddenly unsteady in his steps. “I bet I would.”

Harry couldn't imagine someone Cedric wouldn't like.

Or someone who wouldn’t like Cedric.

He was so…

He had no words.

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Ao3: Always Yours

I think I’m gonna start posting things from part two :)